the many shades of uncoupling;
the freedom that tempts one to despise the bounds of love
or whatever you want to call it now;
the give and take of mutual adaptation now seem to leave a bitter taste;
that is how it goes – falling for the fallen on this side of the divide.
that’s just how it goes;
when two shapes merge to become one;
some edges are blurred in the one;
the realizations of uncoupling – finding and feeling that lost edge again;
it’s just one of those things; the bounds and the cross of love.
Can you hear it?
Have you felt it?
Can you see it?
It’s somehow both tangible and intangible isn’t it…
This I know; my heart beats for you..
Biology and science has nothing on you…
They say there are millions of bytes of information in a strand of DNA…
Listen close my Love, sometimes uneven, sometimes steady, listen…
There’s so much more in a heart beat…
Are we not so prone to it?
Be it fellow humans or things.
The eternal one or fleeting things, moments or feelings.
What is it about that vacuum.
I’ve been thinking about this lately.
It can be hard. Very.
Struggling with desires, longings and temptations.
There really is nothing new under the sun.
I’ve always thought it to be obvious and self evident.
It’s all been downhill from the beginning.
Barring the truth of the message.
We are going nowhere slowly.
What is it about this?
We all need that sense of purpose.
In life, this matters.
The eternal can never be earned though.
What is life without love.
To love and be loved.
To know and be truly known.
Love is supreme.
It’s the paradox that keeps on giving
The one that gets my heart pumping rapidly
Is the one with whom I find peace
To behold or just hold