נפתלי פרימור, שירתי

A Struggle

I gave up on I – me – my for loving you.
Soon, my excess of energy clashed with yours.
Our love failed to absorb it all.
Luckily, it went to a third body: ours.
But the pause ended.
Surplus of energy accumulated to a point of no return
Separation seems to be an only measure to avoid explosion.
Now we're fine
A new opportunity arose: myself.
Poetry devours all my energy.

December 30, 2017