It’s not a question
of who
one needs
to love,
for need
implies a lack,
which must be
met,
like a debt,
a commodity
to fulfill,
a desire.
Desire’s always
unfulfilled
to be desire.
Love is not desire:
to be loved
one must be
in love,
a constant
surrender
of control
to who and when.
For to allow love
to come to you,
one must come
to love
like a butterfly
to a rose,
not out of desire,
but in the moment
the wind pauses,
the bud opens,
and it lands
briefly,
again.
(January 2, 2015)
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