I think, perhaps

I think, perhaps,
That I have known thee
In dreams. Or memories.
Or perhaps I am simply
imagining these.

What yet remains
Is I have yet to ascertain
A reality
Without thee

As the deepest longings
Of my heart are strung bare
I find that I am yet for thee.

And yet I have not known thee,

Or Have I?
Have I known thee
And yet did memory fly?
Or did I dream of thee
Continuing by and by?

Have I imagined you so
And found no respite?
Have I yet answered your beck and call
As a horse to the bit?
Not having the wherewithal
To resist for a moment?

So truly, perhaps I should confess,
That I have been yours yet
Before I knew you
Before I saw you,
Or you, me

Yes, I knew thee
I knew thee
and I know thee
and I shall know thee
and you, me.

– J


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