Apr 25, 2014 13:41
This potential loss that I fear
Would not, in circumstance or effect,
Be more painful than any other loss
I have endured over this long sojourn
But for it being *you* that I would lose
Always, it has been thus, though it took me long to see it
Loss happens, loss has become a way of life for me
Loss itself is a milestone upon every road
Yet each time, I have lost someone unimaginably unique
Each dream of the future crafted together
Each set of special secrets
Known only to Us
Long hours of learning you
Once a nigh-mystical thrill of discovery
Serving only to flay my heart open
In achingly familiar ways
Lover mine, I love you, not like a child
believing in perfect futures
But as a battle scarred veteran
Joining the fray once more
Knowing that some vital piece of me might die
As so many times it has died before.
Love is a phoenix
And We are a winged joy taking flight from ashes
Knowing that if it burns, it will leave not even bones behind
And I face that risk of loss, determined and unafraid
Except for the part where it is YOU that I will lose this time.
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