I know not what to think of you -
I love you as I love all mankind,
And yet I know not
Whether I wish to have you
In my bed.
Do I love you as a friend,
Or is there something more?
Do I wish to hold you,
Or is that wish to simply be near you?
I suppose it must be,
For I only enjoy your presence
When I am
Drunk.
YOU ARE READING
Refraction.
PoetrySo many aspects, colours and themes make up our experiences. Truly, is anything entirely good or entirely bad? Upon weighing up the positives and negatives of the past, do we not admit that even tragedy is- in a twisted sort of way- advantageous? O...
