Sunday, March 29, 2015


Love; love my darling,
like you know only how to

love. Love as if the remnants of your shattered heart
have created more room for

love. Love in a way that vibrates
from the very essence of your being.

Love without limitations, without conditions,
do not make contracts with

love--instead let it take you
away from what holds you in stagnant tepidity. Let

love hold you instead. Let it have you,
move you and permeate everything you create; everyone you touch.

Love should coat your warm skin like water--
as it dries, prickling you with the chill of being alive.

Love is life.
And love, love is what lives on.

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