Gladly

I gladly bring my Lovely angel Love's spirit with me
everywhere I go, despite her not sitting beside me
at the coffee shop, the restaurant, the passenger seat.

She's there beside me, inside of me, smiling Love,
caressing her forgiveness throughout my being,
dancing inside, cleansing my sins with her seeing.

Her grace dwells in my stumbling gait
keeping me from falling off the edge,
holding me from the very least of me.

Her breath folds over my speech, over my tongue,
often too brutal for the whole of polite consumption
too rigid to glide, too swollen to fly, too empty to smile.

Nod if you understand, my dear. Yes. I thought you would.
…Yes. I’m remembering now, I’m feeling you within me.
Yes. I recognize the pathway, my Love, it is most good.

Peace

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime