“You know how sometimes
you know something deep inside, and
it bothers you, so it helps when you hear
someone else say it too?
Well, I’ll say it then:
lets you be
It’s as simple and as complicated as that.
It empowers. It frees. It helps you fly.
And watches, bursting with pride, as you soar.
It lifts. It builds up. And elevates. And expands.
It does *not* constrain. Or constrict. Or contain, even.
And neither does it cause you
to fold “in” on yourself.
Love, is sure, it is convinced, it is crazy.
But Love, my dear struggling one
is not ashamed, afraid, confusing.
is courageous, Love
is serious, Love
play games, or the fool, or
Love – true love
in all directions
hand in hand
It does not
degrade, no never.
And it sure as hell
“No I’m not saying that this is not love.
I’m not saying that what you’re feeling, that what you’re shaking with right here, is not love.
But what I am trying to say,
is that there is the love that I see in you, that you are inundated in, eyes enlarged;
and then there is the love that is grace in fluidity, that is warm and sweet-smelling, that is comfortably intoxicating, that is a brain-calming, eye cooling “ness” and you must, oh you must, yes you must savor that peace.”