Self Contained

So self contained, so inane

your queries, love
I can not blame,
all answers are lucid and pale
what seems to me,
can not fail 

what it is to you?

I might dwindle
I might go wrong
what is it to me?
as long as you long.
I can not say, can not reveal
I think not much, when I do feel.

Yes, it's you
yes I did not say
could you keep it to self
and know that it stays,
yet it would never.
and so it's inane
and yes I am self contained.