I look over my shoulder,
my gaze tastes you one last time.
The you that was you
when there was we, ceases to be.
I stalk the streets we walked
my steps steal them back from memories.
Flavors of lovers sift,
I sigh, savoring my colorful mistakes.
Richness lingers beyond pain,
my landscape vibrant, temptations to tears.
You would not dream beyond reality,
My dream solidifies to certainty.
Regrets don't exist in a knowing soul,
my toe nudges the door wide.
I surrender in the fire of a man
who finds my hand through layers of me.
Alone I am complete.
Instantly he Sees.
my gaze tastes you one last time.
The you that was you
when there was we, ceases to be.
I stalk the streets we walked
my steps steal them back from memories.
Flavors of lovers sift,
I sigh, savoring my colorful mistakes.
Richness lingers beyond pain,
my landscape vibrant, temptations to tears.
You would not dream beyond reality,
My dream solidifies to certainty.
Regrets don't exist in a knowing soul,
my toe nudges the door wide.
I surrender in the fire of a man
who finds my hand through layers of me.
Alone I am complete.
Instantly he Sees.
Such resolute heartache. Love can never be mistake. The beauty of its touch can only transform us. Even as it hurts.
ReplyDeleteI have experienced a plethora of transformational pain. I am strong enough to stay open but also tired and ready for lessons learned through joy rather than pain.
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