The mystery does not get clearer by repeating the question,

nor is it bought with going to amazing places.

Until you've kept your eyes

and your wanting still for fifty years,

you don't begin to cross over from confusion.

You don't have "bad" days and "good" days.

You don't sometimes feel brilliant and sometimes dumb.

There's no studying, no scholarly thinking having to do with love,

but there is a great deal of plotting, and secret touching,

and nights you can't remember at all.


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