when not for lack of

I dare not love you

Nor should thee, ever

Dare in loving me

Fruit can not be thieved

When unable to bloom

For this

Let us unanimously agree

There loom no tangerines

On the gnarled branch

Of the sycamore tree

Nor can lemons sprout

Among the devout leaves

Of laurels

For this let there

Ne’er be a quarrel 

Storms stir not

In cloudless skies

Such is the same

For you and I

A terrible truth

No less daunting

When not, at all

For lack of wanting

a. duncan, 2019

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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

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