Speedy Matchess

(recycling Pablo Neruda’s Sonnet XVII). Image from Unsplash.com

I don’t love you as if you were a classical arena

or an untimed casual

.

I love you as you challenge me

and develop my speedy reflexes

I love you — as a king loves his mate

or a thinker loves pondering,

so I give thanks to your haste

.

From my heartless heart to my mindless mind——————————

I love you — without knowing your deep scar on their thought

I love you — wholly without minding my occasional blunders

I love you — like this because of your superior matchess speed

I love you

.

so close that the timer’s almost rang

so close that the timer just rang

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