My World or My Love

If all the world belonged to me,

would i view it differently?

Well, in a sense, it really does.

Yet, it is only as it was.

I may still have it in my grip

but i’m afraid it’s gonna slip.

The world and i have each other

as friends, but not as a lover.

Because our love and ownership

have different paths on this trip.

Their final goals may be the same

but true love is another game.

It presumes mutuality

when it doesn’t belong to me.

Walt Abbott 6-19-2011