You wound me. The lack of comprehension.
Disappointing to say the least. But that’s the thing,
Expectations ruin even the best dreams…
So for the sake of any incoming…
I am undressing to the tune of vulnerability.
Forgive me if I do so lightly, trending.
The water’s been cold and deep. I’m hovering.
Never letting my eyes leave the paradise horizons I’ve seen.
Lest the endless waters consume my reality.
Can I wish for good things to enter each from here?
Can I picture tear-filled smiles for joyful reasons?
Can I imagine the best outcomes approaching
each formed with love from above, divinity weaving,
in come the most surprising outcomes above even my own reach?
A love story for this little lover’s empty jewelry box,
Paint and ink penned in eternal beauty?..
As I’ve not been loved, so love these with all the scenes
I’ve dreamed through the space between…
Perpetually yours,
Little B