Transparent Love

 

Transparent Love

If i where to write about love,

Would I talk about the Kenetic attraction between a man and wo-man,

Then feeling that boil within like a mothers stew,

The unexplainable love, that attempts to be decided by those around us,

But they will never understand the simplicities beneath the complexities we share,

We share beauty …

They show beauty …

That love I described has never seem to touch me

so I think again

If I where to write about love,

Would I talk about my mothers touch …

That gentle touch that wipes tears in sadness,

Whilst firm in discipline

My mother has now moved to far off land,

So my mother love is only seen through emojis and word,

Oh how I miss her!

If I where to write about love,

Would I talk about my brothers and sisters …

Born separately but now we live separated,

It’s unbelievable how I know more about my peers,

But struggle to remember my sisters birthday,

They say blood is thicker than water,

So why do I find myself riding waves,

Avoiding the the foundation of the land I once came from,

I neglected my roots

If I where to write about love,

Would I talk about my friends …

Those that know me in the midst of laughs and tears,

We where connected by our Inner light,

When we connect we glow,

Our energies emit more light causing us to  shine,

But recently our lights have dimmed,

Because I really see my friends these days,

So I crave

I crave that love of light to shine once more with me,

So as I write about love,

As I drift into thoughts of what I miss and lost,

I feel incomplete,

So my fear drives me away from what’s true,

Love and truth are pure and I have been swimming in lies,

Drowning in an artificial love.

If I where to write about love,

Would I talk about my me,

The poet, designer or filmmaker,

Oozing with a creative energy which draws light to inspire others,

My escapism is through a pen,

Hiding from responsibilities that life provides,

My passions become my distraction,

When they should intertwine like vines wrapping a tree,

I need reconnect with love,

So I can blossom like roses in a field,

Bringing colour and joy into my life once again,

For then my purpose will be revealed,

For love is the answer

Love is the answer