Dear Love

You come across someone or something that radically alters your perception of life. In most cases, you believe that what you thought was real, is just what is perceived and yet there are moments where words can never describe what/who you encounter.

I’ve lived for quite some time, thoughts pounding and trying to escape my mind. Decisions that could impart a change or bring about such a wide perception of the world I see before me. I was unsure for the most part what love was. Jumping from indecision to trying to find some sense of a center but ultimately I just needed to understand who I was. Years of hating myself and coming to terms with what the world or others labeled me. I was a mess, a monster, as for the most part, was described. Yet, apart from such wild claims, something critical was amiss, I am human.

Years feeling alone upon this desolate world that has grown to such a state of sensitivity and emotion that the truth is hardly revealed. I have crossed all sides of the spectrum, seeking answers in places that most men would not dare. I have stared into the darkness only to find my own touch brush against the cold dirt. I have reached out to the great beyond and in the warmth of the light was burned to feel the reality of what I face. Yet never have I encountered something as real and intense as this, love.

For many trials and encounters left me in a world of longing to feel complete. Yet I was seeking for something that only I could fill in the wake of brokenness. Stories kept me entertained and I never was certain of who I was. Decades went and time revealed its toll. But as I thought all the myths and legends spoke of something beyond belief, I was shown the purest of all that is creation, love.

I didn’t fall in love at first glance. I am rising in love. Walking in love. Living in love. Stretched time reveals the evidence of emotions but it does not convey the measure of such descriptions spoken throughout history. I could never imagine such a sight, such taste, such a touch, all senses enthralled but not a prisoner of its embrace but a sense of peace.

Difficult journeys now ahead and yet I know that I am ready to face them. No matter the consequences or the results that can be bestowed, I am not alone, as you are not. I shall stand by your side, forever yours, for love was found when you allowed me to be yours. Poetry so eloquently is written as stories emerge from a beating heart held by your own, know that it comes with open arms and complete respect, trust, acceptance, honesty, affection, compassion, and loyalty. I have never been so sure.

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