ami.r.e

Love in the most gentle of hearts ...

In the most dangerous realms ..

In the most monstrous of people ...

I have felt love manifested in those blinded by hate,

To those deceived by life,

To those living the utmost lie ...

To those most terrified by the truth that is love!!!

In all this findings, I find myself giving my love ever so freely ...

Like a wave being held far too long, it crashes fervently when it finally is allowed freedom.

Love love love ...

Made me stupid, made me a fool, made me exist, made me cry, made me bitter and vain and ignorant and scorned ...

And yet and foremost - it made me feel loved.

It might have been for a moment, for a season, for years and decades ...

And it lasted through time, space and happiness and grief.

Today, now, I still feel love burst through my every pore.

My breathing my living my person.

I might not say it out loud for fear to chase away the reason I feel so.

But deep inside this insipid being that I truly can be ...

I rejoice to know that love and the ability to love have not given up on me.

Love - imperfection glorified and celebrated and in me impersonified.