Skip to content

October 5, 2018

1

Beloved

by Patricia Richards

ob_97de6a_res

Where art thou, that love that once was mine?

I feel you still within me

ALIVE like the pounding of my heart

And yet, where are those sensual pleasures and connection I long for?

 

In the city, one can often feel alone, people bustling to and fro

Where are we really going? Does anyone know?

So many men and so little time, I once heard myself say

To conquer or be conquered I have learned is not the way

 

There is such lack of meaning in so much of what we do

Superficiality, pretension, competition

Who are we really? Why do we do what we do?

 

My heart is like a well which runneth over

I have so much to give, so give is what I do, yet my love eludes me, as I long to know him ever-more

 

Is it so wrong to desire the touch, smell, taste, and feel of my special friend?

I know as you beat within my heart, that one day we will meet again

For you I am ready to receive, to give, to nurture, to caress, to grow with

For you and no one else, my sweet

I live in faith, readiness, and love until we meet again.

                                                                   -Your Beloved

 

Read more from Spirituality
1 Comment Post a comment
  1. Oct 10 2018

    Reblogged this on Spirit Journey.

    Like

    Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Note: HTML is allowed. Your email address will never be published.

Subscribe to comments

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: