A Feeling of Love nurtures my Soul,
Without it my heart shrivels in its chambers.
Waiting to be lit up with a passion of the Angels,
Giving me hope to live a life worthy of existence,
Not in despair, in pain, in negativty,
But alive, worthy of being on Earth.
We meet it in the most unlikely places,
In the most unexpected times of our lives,
But when it comes, it invades our pyche,
An energy that unbalances for that moment,
In its grandeur, in its passion.
I am submerged in its overwhelming emotion,
Flooding into every cell and lighting up my life,
With fields of possibilities that excite my future,
Bringing to me a relationship of sexual, sensual,
outstanding friendships, or sisterly togetherness.
Love of like attracting like.
Relating on every level,
Not able to be satisfied,
Always wanting more.
Unable for the first time to balance this
unbearable longing ,
But flooding me with such bliss,
that I will explode with passion.
Love creates a balance eventually,
And answers to no-one for its existence,
But is available as a natural incredient of living,
Offering itself for every solution of pain,
Of potential brotherhood of Man.
Uniting two of us, or all of us,
All luxuriating in its awesome-ness,
Of belonging to each other,
in exquisite knowing that we have truly,
lovingly, eventually found ourselves in each other.
