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Uncertain

I thought I knew the path.

I was steady on my feet,

hopping nimbly:

rock to rock,

surefooted and steady,

elated with each leap.

Then one stone shifted

turned me over

and broke me

One smooth movement

toppled my body

and shook my mind

left me scared to climb

unsure which way to go

which step to take

The path stretched before me

I stood frozen

Uncertain

Stranded

You Need Me

You can't touch me through my picture

Can't kiss me through the phone

You can't make love through a letter,

Dear, you need me in your arms

Tell me all your words,

sing me all your songs,

oh, but my sweet darling,

you still need me in your arms

Your touch is so far away,

your kiss drifting on the breeze,

you keep longing from a distance

but you need me in your arms

True Love

I have sometimes loved
fully and deeply
and sometimes truly,
with great honesty
and sometimes with worlds of deceit.

I have given of myself
body, mind, heart, & soul
to both the sometimes worthy
and the sometimes unworthy--
sometimes both in one person.

Yet now I love,
though selfishly
and wisely,
I keep my love to myself
and bask in the truest love
I have ever known
in my life,
glowing from the inside out
incandescently happy
and brimming with joy
complete

Ambivalence

Ambivalence is not weakness.
It is not flip flopping
or wishy washy.
It is not indecisive.

Ambivalence is a battle
of epic proportions
with great casualties
suffered on both sides;
each general scheming,
planning his best advance,
plotting move and countermove,
when to surge forward,
and when to retreat.

It is an ongoing fight,
often to the death,
between great and noble opponents.
A fight of honor,
and of dignity.