because i can't stop thinking about love...

those who know me best, know the intimacy that words and i share. i am a poet, through and through. what frightens me more than anything though, is that i believe i'll never be able to love anyone like i love writing. that may come from me understanding that words will never leave me—they are faithful. here's a poem i wrote recently...

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let this love be poetic,

like nothing i've known before.

let the alliteration abide as assuring as the autumn air.

let this love be meaningful,

connotation and denotation wise.

may it be complex enough to be beautiful,

yet simple enough to be understood.

let it be all that i ever thought love was

and more of discovering what i never

dreamed it to be.

like falling rain, let it be

cleansing, nourishing, sustaining,

and for my growth.

let it be true and ethereal.

let it be sure and eternal.

may it heal the cosmic parts of me

that were abused in lifetimes long forgotten.

let it stand fully in all its possibilities.

let it be.

let us see each other through love --

fully and without pretense.

let it be.

a testament of truth.

let it be.

what we both need.

let it be...

if it was meant to be.

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