This is what I wanted to tell you as a metaphor is was my straggle with my self about to be with you.
To have you all for myself and not share you with anyone – I mean really anyone 🙂
On one hand
I want you more than one wants the air to breathe. I would gladly die before not be able to see you.
On the other hand I am older than you (seventh prime number years to be exact) and have lots of health issues and do not want to rescue you from a dungeon you are in now to a keep you in a golden cage and take away your wings to fly.
I do not want to destroy the beautiful life you have created for the ones you love so much.
So that is what I wanted to tell you but failed to describe it in metaphors- not a good poet.
I do not want you to change anything – you are my physical and virtual love- I love you more until the day comes that we can be together. So be my beautiful love for a long long time.
Perhaps Rumi does a much better job
My heart is burning with love
All can see this flame My heart is pulsing with passion
like waves on an ocean
my friends have become strangers and I’m surrounded by enemies
But I’m free as the wind no longer hurt by those who reproach me
I’m at home wherever I am
And in the room of lovers
I can see with closed eyes
the beauty that dances
Behind the veils
intoxicated with love
I too dance the rhythm of this moving world
I have lost my senses in my world of lovers