That love you are
Looking for,
Perfect and glorious,
A man, a woman
To justify your existence,
Isn’t coming, and if they do,
There is no guarantee
That they will remain
Who they are now,
Perfect and glorious
After they meet you.
It’s not saying anything
At all
About who you are.
But love is cataclysmic
And some changes are permanent,
While others gradual
And on the surface.
The moon is perfect and glowing,
Seen from the earth, while
Pock-marked and dark
When you are standing on it.
But you must know,
How long-winding and boring forever gets,
For even if you don’t,
The real you remembers,
The tiresome fact that love can turn to,
When one are two,
And trying hard to merge.
Distances are necessary
To realise the pull, the draw,
The call
Of life,
And if there’s one person,
You will not tire looking at,
It’s the face in the mirror,
And the soul restfully staring back.
You, the biggest lover you have got,
Until everything merges
Into the here and now
And beats, pulses, breathes as one,
No lover, no friend
No parent, no child,
Nothing at all, nobody,
Can give you lasting joy.
It’s not poetry,
No,
It’s epiphany.
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