You are derivative of what encompasses me. You came and plucked me from my youth, the innocence of me where I lay and breathed with ease, where being naive was my comfort. You make me want nothing more but to reign free in the air you wander in aimlessly, as you provoke me to tear at you from the inside.
I yearn to feel a mere existence but instead I slumber in this boisterous subtlety you call love. I am in awe of your presence. Something you will never understand because you do not even utter a word in my direction. You stutter and struggle to find meaning in who I am and what I stand for. Am I not yours? Do I not belong to you? Am I not worthy? My eyes are empty; they are shallow from looking at you full of self pity as you display so blatantly your lack of humanity. Displeasured am I, so full of disappointment. I will never want you.
Always I have wondered why I let you in, filling me with the desire of your numbness, the beating drum of your heart, the sound forever pounding in my mind. Summer essence ripped from you as the fundamental nature of you drowns me in this serenity, lifeless by your lies and deceitful lingering in an abyss of loneliness.
Cry for me, ache for me, the tender feeling you crave when you lie all alone in the cradling vessel you created. Shame on you. Laugh at me as I walk by, yelling, demanding and open this thing called a heart. Letting you depict what it is you want me to believe, what you want me to feel. I feel you. I understand you. This heart, will you ever know that it bleeds only for you? Strum and play away as you always do, never caring to hear the aching beat of a spirit, so wounded and defeated by your careless murmurs that disappear when I open my eyes.
I hunger after the very core of you as I want you to feel what it is that I feel. I am envious of what you have and your existence among a meadow of deception. The bodies you entwine with every night will never compare to the pureness of what I offered you.
This temple, so rare in delight, you will never touch again. It is not yours to take, to use for your selfish desires. It belongs to another. A man of heart and grace that has taken me as I am with no reserve. I do not deserve. A lifetime has passed and with a touch of a blossoming flower, he is the epitome of all that is beauty as he embraces me in his affectionate arms, amorous and honest. It is his gentle vines of sincerity that heal the jagged edges of my tender being. At last, I know now what it is to be loved.
Curly Miri © 2012
Love & laughter,
Curly Miri
Beautiful.
Thank you 🙂
so much impact and passion, very beautiful =)
My passion in life is love. Thank you.
What a wonderful thing to be passionate about!
~Daniél
Lovely!
Lovely to have you stop by.
Well done…very well done! ❤
Thank you kindly.
Incredible passionate prose…wow and WOW…nice work!
Overwhelming emotions lead to such passion. Thank you.
This brought a few tears, you can truly feel the love and joy you have through your words 🙂
You are too kind, thank you.
Absolutely, beautifully said. You DO deserve.
It is easy to fall into a state of mind that pushes one to think they are unworthy of love. Although it has been quite a difficult journey, I know now that I do deserve. Thank you so much.
This is just ever so beautiful!
Love your glasses! Thank you.
The language, the language, the language… truly enrapturing. Needless to say, I’ll have to follow. ; )
Words seem to be the only way to escape and heal for me. Thank you kindly 🙂
When you search, you shall find….when you earn, you will think twice before you burn. You will cherish a love worth fighting for….one so unforgettable you won’t risk forgetting it. The wounds will be sewn by the consistent healing of his touch. You had to witness hell before you discovered heaven. You are fortunate; your heart was still open enough for an ounce of love to seep through the crack and infect the rest of your body with its warmth and grace. You found love because you were ready to accept it!!!! Beautiful piece of writing…. you have talent!!!!
Amazingly Brash-beautiful. Love did seep through the jagged edges and for that I will always be grateful. Thank you kindly. 🙂
Thanks for sharing and I am glad you found life!!!!
jagged edges being softened by love is the best. …..your writing is seriously poetic. xx.
At times the jagged edges seem to bring a sense of melacholy. Love is beautiful. Thank you. 🙂
Your love is beautiful! Very happy for you.
You’re beautiful! Thank you.
This I must follow 🙂
Such a wonderful burst of hope and inspiration! Thank you for sharing your gift!
This was so heartfelt and beautifully penned.
You are lucky to have such a beautiful passion.
Ode to Love … how beautiful!
Thank you for writing so powerfully about the healing of love and determination/wisdom to recognise love which heals, strengthens, protects. We all so deserve. Inspired writing.
That post is really beautiful. Your blog is so well laid out, and your pictures are compliment the posts so well. I have just started my blog and you were the first person to like one of my posts. Thank you 🙂 And I’ll follow you for inspiration if you don’t mind 🙂
Thank you, kindly. Inspiration is all around you 🙂
true love how beautiful
Thanks for liking my blog! There is nothing that can compare to true love. I am lucky to know what that feels like. Married to my best friend for 22 years and have been knowing him for 42 years. He is my everything. Thank you for such wonderful and inspiring writing!
Wow, that’s beautiful! 22 yrs and still going strong, so proud of you! Thank you for stopping by 🙂
I wish I had that courage. I hope your have/ will have a piece about the transition… how you got from the dysfunction to the healthier relationship.
Thank you for your kind words, Emily. Moving forward to a much happier life 🙂