Love me not, for who I am
I will change
like the rains
each day, anew
I will grow, I will spread.

Love me not, for what I have
it will go away
not money, nor beauty,
for it belongs not to me
and never did.

Love me, because
you are free to be you,
in the circle of my love
strong, happy, at peace
in imperfect bliss.

The day you cease
to like your face
or the tone of your voice
reflected in my eyes,
leave me, I plead.

Love me not,
because I love you
Love me, because
you love yourself
when loving me.

::rama arya::
31 July 2003

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