A poem I am loving

THE ADMISSIONby Marvin Bell If you love me,say so.Snow piles; bridges burnbehind me; Iimaginethat I am aloneand have notturned toward you sobefore. I forget openingsI had not thought ofturning toward,to tell you, and to tell youto tell me.The surroundings affect us;it is a causefor lovethat you call itsomething logical,taking pleasure inour findingourselves here.Tell me landscapesare frames of mind.I believe words have meaning.No gift will do.Tell me what it meansto you.

A poem I am loving

THE ADMISSIONby Marvin Bell If you love me,say so.Snow piles; bridges burnbehind me; Iimaginethat I am aloneand have notturned toward you sobefore. I forget openingsI had not thought ofturning toward,to tell you, and to tell youto tell me.The surroundings affect us;it is a causefor lovethat you call itsomething logical,taking pleasure inour findingourselves here.Tell me landscapesare frames of mind.I believe words have meaning.No gift will do.Tell me what it meansto you.