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If I loved my Beloved with inaccuracy;

if I described my Beloved casually;

if I numbered my Beloved's aspects unskillfully;

if I served my Beloved carelessly;

if I refused to meet my Beloved's family,

with an "aw shucks" nonchalance of clownery

(and the disdain of the "wannabe"),

uncognizant of the discourtesy;

thinking that made my love more free,

and open, always, to spontaneity:

If I treated my Beloved with such imprecision,

how would you describe my affection's condition?

ENVOI:

This poem is intended as a simile;

and the Beloved is a metonomy.

The riddle of who, or what, can it be?---

is answered in full by Poetry.

Starward