don’t startle
with fear
of losing
to change…
it is as true that i have you as the ocean has the wave
even though a spark
, like lightning
can shock me to know
you are not
who i thought…
as a moment witnessed
tells a secret.
and now
aloof to the subtle
you wonder who
these words are for now
without seeing that
i
am a mere mystery drawn to
attract the precious inside…
© r.e.l. 12/1/10
**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 16 on Jingle Poetry
Received The Prolific Blogger Award from Jingle Poetry
my secret innuendo® 
love it! mines here- http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2009/12/06/time-is-not-the-essence/
thanks… and i saw your blog earlier today.. loved ‘a lifetime’…
very mysterious, and clever in its construction. i like the ‘i am a mere mystery…’ line, it kinda turns the poem on its head.
http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2010/12/27/stocking-filler/
i like the mystery too…. thanks for visiting
Both of you are a mystery to the other. What you thought is not. The poem’s lines now leave him wondering. Great poem.
yes, i’m sure he was wondering 😉
There are so many relationships that have this known/unknown mystery. There is a lot to ponder about how we are willing to live with the ambiguity that mystery brings.
Thanks.
it’s all in the mystery and how we surrender to it… i believe. thanks for your thoughtful words
Brilliant work..
🙂
thank you
Awesome.
😉