The Loved Object
What loved object?
I am still waiting for
That moment of discovery.
First I see myself
Then I see you
The images keep on
Fluctuating between the two.
There is obviously
Something of significance
Going on in my world
That deserves some kind of recovery.
Could it be symbiosis?
A unitary sense of oneness
That I have fooled myself into believing
As a kind of primordial thing?
I wonder why I hadn’t learnt then
That this wish or desire was futile.
That separateness was the only way.
To love the Other in this play.
Copyright (c) Jennifer Hooper 2009
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