Do not fall in love with me

I am an eel. A short verse.

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Do not fall in love
with me. Fall in love
but don’t try
to grip. A weasel I
am. I will slip. I belong
not even to myself. Like
clouds belong not
to the sky. Kites
belong to strings.
I belong to wisps
of smoke of life
like plugs belong
with sockets. I am
a torpid eel. I will
slip. Do not
fall in love with
me. Love me
just, instead.