«mine»

i have the audacity to call you my own
not because you call me yours—
for i painfully know you don't—
...but when i spend every waking instant,
every slumbering moment in your presence—
with you in mind and in the spirt
i am starting to believe i possess—
i cannot but think you are a part of me,
that you are in me,
that you are the me i'd love to be