Enigma

a poem by Swapna

An enigma, is it not?
by all that which is sought.
vast oceans of mystery,
to all and to history.
but,
mercy! let to me it be known,
for on me it has in love grown
am I not for it?
or is it not for me?
for all want it,
know not they if it wants thee.
know, know for like you and like me
it is not an it but it is so much a me.