loving your thoughts

i wrote this poem after sitting and drinking wine with the girls.
lamenting about our ex's, what the damage of loving them
has done to our hearts and our souls. But i still have hope.
That is a mantra i hope to continue for as long as i breathe.
The result of this introspection follows. (and my itunes playlist
called love.)

how do we come to love ourselves.
what comes of sharing that love?
do we lend ourselves to heartache
trusting words that are dust before uttered?

can we create reality in an instant,
or does that desimate a transition to beauty?
how do you take back the ignorance
realizing your mistakes are looming in sight?

i want things to be as they are,
not contrived into something that could be.
will history always loom over decisions
it already happened so therefore it will again.

keeping me at arms length because of fear
that i will be something you already know,
when you have not heard my breath
or seen the tears of sunrise in my eyes.

make your entrance and exit in private
i will not follow that shadow again.
it has kept me too long in the dark
away from love's sweet warming light.

whisper your wishes in my ear love
for i hear them before they are spoke
make a bed for me to lie in with you
not at a length you feel serves your needs.

love is about our vision of each moment
as it happens, and not what has gone before
let us all sing and enjoy our scent of freedom
realizing we are bound in this moment together.

for someone i have yet to meet.