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i

realize

now

that i

will never

be

loved

by you

like

i want

to be

loved

by you...

or,

i

will never

feel

loved

by you

like i want

to be

loved

by you



not really second

never really first

in your

priority of love.



the

rightness

of

this priority

is not lost

upon me

i

understand

not

the mother

never

the wife

in affairs

of the heart

we are

past

all that

we are

beyond

all that.



not quite two

sometimes

one

in the priority of love



but an understanding

now

of the

need

to wed

to belong

to reproduce

to stand

in a line

with your offspring

and

be

the object of your

affection

through the

blood

of your children



Certainly not second

but not really first

but even in your

priority of love.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A second take on this poem.  More ryhtnm

"I now understand the bond of children. I once knew a man that faulted me for not loving him enough to make him a priority over my children. And he was right I did not love him enough for that to occur. Now I am in the same position and would never ask for that from a father...but it hurts to know he will never love you like he would have loved you if you had been the children's mother... the things we lose in this martial shuffle board that we never knew we would lose. I used the small I at the beginning because this feeling of not being loved as I wanted to be loved made me feel small and the small i showed that insignificance. Is this a serious relationship or a joyous rapture? At this stage (in his life) is a serious relationship a necessity since more children are not likely, rather impossible.

2003-06-08 18:47:26"

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©10 June 2003 - 9:43pm — djtj
13 September 2003 - 9:00pm — jgupta
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Children are a bond but at the same time love is a bondage just as powerful too. Actually it depends on what one want. Life in reality is too short to measure on love. The best way out of counting on more or less is exactly what you are doing, writing poems which clearly makes you a winner. I mean to say in love. Keep writing more and more of your lovely love poems.