I would have loved you,
Had you let me
But you tie my hands behind me,
And call furtive from the dark
That you really daren’t harken
to the voice of One
Such as myself.
You assume I’ve no heart in me
Because my hands move galaxies.
You take me simple: for a human,
Charge me greatly: for a demon.
I am
Neither: If you knew me,
You would know this equally:
I would have loved you
If you’d let me,
But you tie my hands behind me,
Raging, like an injured cub
That what I offer isn’t love;
Scorning, as though I would oppress,
Put my own under duress,
As though I need an ego boost—
Assert my strength by breaking you.
I (assure you) wouldn’t stoop
And needn’t anything from you,
But merely, sadly,
I would have loved you
Had you let me.
I would still;
Still you resist me.
