I love you tirelessly
mostly off the mark
incomplete is how I love you
incomplete is what I'm about
complete is but a distant longing
a wishing well where coins are dropped
where interest does not accrue
or maybe does
but from whom?
Nor do I love you more than words can tell
What words can't tell, writers cannot write
I wish it were otherwise
another penny to the bank.
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