My love knows no reservations Recognizes no boundary or borderWavers not under strainRefuses to dilute through neglect. It began in solitudeGrew unattended in isolationExpressed itself through silenceSurvives a decade of desolation.I do not feelFeelings have departed meI do not reactReaction has desiccated upon arid sand.I am happiest playing HamletLeering through a broken smileCollecting plaudits when offeredAs form reconstitutes into smoke and shadow. Offering the occasional bowI acknowledge a salutation or twoReturning thoughtfulness politelyAs mother ever taught me.
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