Dear Love

O Love,

I rejoice in being reunited with you

but why are our meetings so fleeting

I feel as though you pick me up

and draw me near your breast

where I taste your boundless joy

and you drop me to the cold concrete below

where I relish in my wounds

but it isn't how it seems

I know this

my thoughts intrude my bliss

and I leave your arms to search for something else

Why do I do this

When I know your embrace is all I need

whatever the reason

I'll trek down this path absent of your light

if only to greet each new encounter

with the grace you've showed me

in your name,

Love.

BodhiSvaha BodhiSvaha
22-25, M
Jan 8, 2010