in that bed
which we pulled apart with our happiness
and grief
and passion
because we were so passionate once
and so willing to take for granted twice
I sit by this memorable window
and wonder
how
I could be here
and you there
and then I remember
that We are One
and I have no regrets.
again. life is simple.
to be enjoyed.
we are not separate
your ghost is still a statue
which can come to life with one word: Love
and then
you are sleeping
just like a nomad
going from heart to heart
enjoying everyone's madness
because you are
the CareTaker
of Love
and I do not regret
sharing
your Godliness, Goodness, Beauty
with the world
and our bed,
my dear Beloved
is
the
whole
world.
I Love You with every intention,
Your Beloved
If one were to describe
ReplyDeleteThe feeling Love makes
When it flies
All smart sassy and determined
Like a chicadee searching for Truth
And a little nourishment
Straight into your heart
One might say . . .
I am Speechless
Better yet
One might pause
RealEyes
That, infact
You were Love
All along