I am sorry, love. I am only man.

For you, how I wish I could be more than man.

But I am not. I am only
flesh         only words.

Words that glean of something other
than flesh, but still, you hear only
      words.

You cannot perceive anything else of me.

So look within yourself, love!
What do you feel? How do you feel

this?

That, of me,
      you can perceive.