Knots
At the very
thought of what you represent
You put my
stomach in knots and stir an ache so deep
There is no
escape; I am trapped within my own womb by the seed you have planted
Within me
Who is to
know what will blossom in my private garden or
What weeds
will grow; how can you tender me to nurture the Idea that has been
Awakened
I cannot give
it safe passage because my core betrays it with a simple thought of you
Twisted and
tied against the unchain joy of what this new birth brings
You put me on
an edge above the precipice of beginnings
Only to
wretch against the impending final moment
Imagined
There is
nothing more real than the happiness that you promise and the fear of not ever
having it again that keeps me twisted in this mess of emotions playing false
tricks on my expanding mind and my growing heart. There is nothing more real
than the true possibility of Forever and the true fact of Never. There is only
this moment this thought this feeling of wonder and opportunity to fall so deep
into You that I will be lost forever tied up in knots so tight and intricate
entwined in a bond unbreakable not even time can separate the two. Minds and hearts and bodies tongue-twisted and
tied up in endlessly seamless, interwoven knots of each Other.
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