Poetry

I have no courage,
nore the need
to ask for name and habits
To ask for age.
I may love you
just the way you are
Unknown
I have no courage,
nore the need
to ask for hopes and fears
The scars you may have
The love you may never
hold
I may love you
just the way you are
to me.
Pale and a little forgotten
So you can rise
from the depths
of my soul
and sink my ships.
So that I could start
over
and over
and over
again.