April 25th, 1978 ?:?? p.m . poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

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Puzzle Cathy poem

It's all so wonderful for me, right now.

Without you, I'd be the same
Interested only in ideals.
So now how have I changed?
Hard for me to spell it out.

Time increases my affection
However much you may stall
Although you don't act like you're stalling.
This time I think I might love you.

Science can teach us nothing about emotion'
Over and over it shows us  it is unusual,
Metering itself to no one who asks.
Even now I wonder am I asking?
Does emotion ever give two people to each other.
Along time I might wait, to have
Your emotion for me.

You don't 'have' to give it, just being 'you'
Overjoys my soul.
Understand I cannot control what's happening

Consider that we might have shared souls.
Outwardly I sometimes
Upset you.....but do I?
Love might have its fast forward button pushed
Details might be worked out later.

Love is a strange word, it is all-encompassing.
Over the years it has become romanticized.
Very often no one understands it
Even I do not understand it all.

My feelings for you need not be
Evenly filed and categorized.

Cathy, you may not mean to mean
Alot to me, but you do.
The truth is, I can't help myself.
Heaven rests peaceably in your smile.
You make it all so wonderful for me, now.

 "I wish that someday you could love me, Cathy" is spelled out if you read the first letter of each line.

1978

copyright 2001 Michael F. Nyiri