Found something I wrote a year ago that I forgot. I wonder how many pieces of myself I’ve left out there, unremembered and uncataloged. Anyway it’s a piece of poetry I’m almost not too embarrassed to share:
I can offer you only my life.
Having been with you longer than not
My life is as much yours as it was ever mine.
I have nothing else to offer, nothing
that is not made cheaper by saying that I own it.
My love for you is a friction between the man I am
and the one I am becoming for you.
Love demands friction, which
sparks the glow of my better nature.
St. Augustine says a man’s heart can never truly rest;
he cannot escape relentless desire.
So if indeed my soul must burn,
Yours is the preferable fire.
— Cody Clark, 2011