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Reciprocity

by Lionel E. Deimel

 

Would I be happy were I free

Instead of being blue

Because youíre now a part of me,

But Iím not part of you?

 

We seem to be a perfect pairó

I finish what you say,

I dress to match the clothes you wear,

And ask about your day.

 

You have so many thoughts to share

And stories to recite;

You awe me with your savoir faire,

Beguile me through the night.

 

Our music tastes are quite the same;

We often vote alike;

I hate the authors you think lame;

And love to ride your bike.

 

You sometimes call when youíll be late,

But sometimes you forget;

You seem untroubled by my wait,

Evincing no regret.

 

You seem to have some other friends

Whom I have yet to meet;

I have a list of odds and ends

You never can complete.

 

Iíve learned to like the things you doó

Thatís something youíve not done;

Why canít you try out something new,

Because Iíd find it fun?

 

Would I be happy were I free

Instead of being blue

Because youíre now a part of me,

But Iím not part of you?

 

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This poem was written December 7, 2011. I have no idea what the inspiration was. The first stanza came to me, and the rest of the poem flowed from that. The poem is written from a womanís point of view, of course.

Relationships always involve a certain amount of effort at making the other person happy. The poem reflects the fact that this is something that can get out of hand.

ó LED, 2/1/2013

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