A purely whimiscal look on whats real and what could be deemed as imaginary. My life went into motion August 2009. Here are the stories.

Monday, 26 November 2012

Until I can't love you anymore..

Until I can't love you anymore.
I have loved you with all I have.
And will continue until all my energy has been drained
Pulled out of my body in a vortex, spiralling in emptiness.


Until I can't love you anymore,
Tears create floods, swans sit on dirty water where fields once were.
I isolate myself on an island for a short while
To clean out the debris.

Until I can't love you anymore,
And you throw more and more my way,
Endless tests to my compassion.
And yet I still love you.

Until I can't love you anymore,
This may never be.
I will love others, just as deeply,
Responding to the rhythms.

Until I can't love anyone anymore.
And I die a little death.
For the cycles will begin again.
Loving innocently and purely. 

ljmh 2012


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