Love Letter 139 I Am not Pretending

I have been on and off the wagon so long, my feet do not know solid ground

Your eyes more important than the doorway to God

alas,

they are

that doorway.

Blindness is with me, like a companion

and I think of you.

tossing and turning, I fall off and climb on,

no hero exists in these long slow catapults to trying.

but

before I give up

I am still saying

over and over

"I Love You

I Love You

I Love You"

let that mean something.

no matter

what else I do.

Your Beloved