love

My Other

Could I dream without seeing you here?
Think, without placing you near.
Live in ways that don’t think of your spirit
Stand in the wind, without hearing you in it.
Could I sing any song and not feel you inside?
I can open my heart, my soul, and my mind

My body laid bare for skin to collide –
No regret for the shape my lips cannot hide
I could fuck what’s on offer and not give a damn
Stand upright tall, proud bold as I am
Take off my pleasure in flesh with another
But my hearts always yours, my souls other.

IW

 

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Wait

Who are we to presume to understand
To know the meaning of truth?

Is it absolute?
We can never presume to know or even strive
to grasp the magnitude of how life works.
I do know though that we must put the need
of those we love above our own desires, cut off
that which makes us fall. I Know, if we go above
and beyond, then pull out to soon, we will lose
what is beautiful and meant for good.

If we presume to understand the mystery of
what we speak not conceding that we do not see
a final painting until the cover is pulled back,
then we have been fooled.

Wait – in anticipation in Joy or agony –
but life is a waiting game…nothing less.

IW