the aporia of love

is a gift of the impossible trace of an other
as a passage through some one else
by an absence of limits with a gift of passion
for the impossible contradiction of impermeability
as the promise of derridean aimance
which lies beyond love and friendship
if anything could go beyond being-in-me as being in us
constituted by the awareness of an end to memory
in love that accepts this aporia as a committment
to the necessary possibilty of mourning its absence
as if to say
we know
we knew
we remember
that there is no love without the knowledge of finitude
but
for
H
the
love
we
shared
will
never
die