Dear Love...

Dear

Love

I thought you 

found me

I thought you

finally came

for 

my 

Heart

You did

          ...it seemed

then

my Heart

tore apart

Dear

Love

I've never

been this vulnerable

          ...ever

I gave

You

Me

Raw

honest

and

still...

          your light

cast only a shadow

          ...and I slowly froze

             in the cold

who 

am

  I 

now?

          Now

          that 

          the 

          mirror 

          has cracked

and I am alone

Dear 

Love

how 

can I possibly

keep up

to 

your changing pace?

to

your evolving grace?

I chase you

grow tired

lose

hope

          ...and Faith

             Fall

             and

             Sleep

and Waste

             my time

             my precious un-promised time

             my borrowed time

on programs 

and fear

instead of
             cherishing

             honouring

                  You 

             while 

                  You 

                  are still here

Dear

Love

are

you a 

Gift

that one day

I'll keep

          ...and Hold

til death

do-us-part?

Dear 

Love

where

is 

the 

Holy Grail

of 

Your

Sacred 

Self?

teach

me 

to

find 

You 

Within 

so 

I may drink

from thy Cup

So I may

Quench

my 

Soul

in 

the fire

of Your

warmth

without 

being Consumed

by your 

Flame

Dear 

Love

...I'm waiting

Not quite in my body, not quite feeling the wave of sadness threatening the surface of my Calm...but feeling...yes...feeling the softness of my love for you...that you brought me Joy...and when I'm back in my body, I might have the courage to feel the loss of you.

I remain,

Lesley

Hallelujah Heartist

The Betrayer

You
Want
Me
To
Respect
You

You
Make
Me
Jump
For
Your
Love

I
Do
What
It
Takes

I
Do
What
You
Need
Me
To
Do
     Even if It
Shakes
     Me
     Even if It Scares Me
To
My
Core
     I Do what
     YOU
     NEED
I Do This
..I'll Do More

I Do it
For
You
I
Do it
For
US
 
I
Bow
Before
You

I
Kneel
Before
You
     Vulnerable
     As a True Warrior of Love
          In Soul
          Must Be

My
Head
Hung
With
All
The
Faith
In
My
Heart

Even
With
Sword
In
Hand
     And My Neck
     Exposed
I
Keep
My
Eyes
Shut
For
I
Believe
In
     Your
     Heart
I
Trust
In
    You

But
Your
Sword
Swung
Down
     Not
     To Protect Me
   
Not
     To Sever my Head

No
     You
     Aimed
     At
     My
     Chest
     Where
        I
     Live
     Where
        I
     Love

You
Do
Not
     See
The
Blood
Pool
At your
     Feet
     Staining your garment
Or
Inhale
The
Stench
Of
The
Deed
     Through
     The
     Vanity
Of
Your
Perfume

You
Want
Me
To
Respect
You
     Your
     Wishes
Your
Demands
     But
You
Don't
Want
     To
     Give
     Any
     Of
     It
     In
     Return


I remain,

Faithful to Love, to the belief that it is still seeking Me, Somewhere, and with Someone who feels my Worth.

Lesley
Hallelujah Heartist