My Love

What Is My Love?

by Dion

We are lighthouses and we are fathomless pools. We are mirrors and we are beacons of Light. Mirrors of glass show images reversed but otherwise they are usually clear. The mirrors of our eyes reflect the Light of our souls but our need to be loved sometimes clouds our eyes. Mirrors can blind and mirrors can reflect. Our souls receive and transceive Light. When I look into your eyes, into your soul I see you, I see myself, I see what is thought to be but is not, I see what is not seen but is. I see a child with an eternity of sadness - a child with a happiness of the moment. I see you a woman, a human being. I see my own sadness and my own joy. I see someone I want to know - someone I have always known. I feel our fear and hope. I feel ugliness and beauty. 

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Love and Light reflects, magnifies, distorts, illuminates, blinds, and transforms. Know the power and the danger of receiving, reflecting and transcieving love and Light - the risks and the opportunities  - the pain and the ecstasy - the lifelong flow of dreaming and waking - the eternal dance of Light and love.

 

I see you each time, the last time, the only time and all time. When we are together - when we join - I join with the universe. This is what I love, this is why I love you, this is why I love - to join with the universe.

 

You are an unfolding flower. You are the flower that now blossoms for me. I know other flowers but your petals I now explore and wish the more deeply for as long as we don’t wilt and love nourishes us both I will breathe your scent and whisper my soul’s song to you. As long as when together, we grow and uplift each other and ourselves - I will touch you.

 

More then loving myself, more then my love for you or any woman that came before you or might come after you, more then anything; I touch, I caress, I love - love. The ecstasy that flows from me or me or another is a fountainhead, a mountain spring of many spring. I know, I choose to be with many springs for I love all springs and so in the end my love will not be contained. My love moves like the waters of the roaring oceans, the great rains, the quiet pools, the dew drop on the leaf and the ever flowing vapors of the Earth’s womb. Only at moments does love’s stillness sit for me. I cannot contain it - myself or love. 

 

The choice has been made for me. Less and less will I love with attachment. Always, everyday there will be moments of great unfulfilled loneliness. Every moment that I despair I transform to moments of bliss. Love, sometimes, my love moves like the light of many stars. I go past any need of any one person or thing. I am sorry if this makes you feel lonely. It is lonely for me also to love like this and walk in my body. My loneliness echoes for eternity as does my joy. Though I walk this Earth my love leaps up and flows through stars and the universe forever. This is my love - this is not just my love - it is love’s love.

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{All Dionysos Maskaleris writings copyright or copyright pending} 

{When with my permission for the public domain to use for free}

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