Come True
I loved you, before I met you,
In this 3d enmeshment.
I loved you, before our eyes met, before our mouths caressed. Before we lay down in bed.
I don’t understand this,
the logical mind says you are blind with this.
Then why does my heart, ache for this, like it needs that connectiveness,
that wholeness, that homeliness,
that place where its just us in that space.
No mind games at play.
Holding that embrace.
Was it all lies?
And now there’s no trace, of that place!
Come meet me, once again,
this time come true, thats all you have to do.
