Let Me Love

Can we truly love another

before we have tenderly embraced our own heart?

When we are shattered into a million pieces,

can we love?

Crawling on our bleeding knees,

gathering the pieces,

attempting to mold ourselves

into something worthy.

Longing feels as vast

as the ocean wide,

it has the strength

to blanket us in shame.

I no longer want to live this lie.

I choose the Light.

I beg of you,

let me bask in this splendor a moment longer.

Bath in the warmth of the morning sun.

Inhale the intoxicating aroma of jasmine.

Wade in the cool waters, pebbles beneath my feet.

Melt into the touch of another,

My deepest desire is to let it linger for eternity.

Bury me not

for I want to live this life anew.

I do not know how

yet I pray to the Gods they will guide me.

Through the dense forest,

dark starlit sky,

stumbling over roots

and sharp rock.

I am blind.

Grant me a vision

of the way forward.

When I fall,

defeated and lost,

pick me up.

Whisper softly,

"Darling, I love you.

I promise to never let you go."

By Brooke Laura