To love, to be whole. To swim in the shallow waters of the divine in a lust filled lake of desire. To adore, to feel the essence of love upon your words and drink them in quenching the deep thirst, the need to love, not be loved. To cherish the treasures of your being, the caught moments between the beating of times aging heart. To love, beyond the confines of physical need and know what my soul feels like.To know the shadows of intuition and the glaring streaks of butterfly dances as their wings scrape the surface of my heart sending it into rapid flutter. Oh to know love upon my mind, as the world becomes a treasured find. Now all darkness is dispelled to the confines of some great abyss that longer is a destination within me that exists.
Karen Hayward ©2016