Stepping Stone (standard:poetry, 946 words)
Author: Lori	Added: Jun 19 2009	Views/Reads: 2653/1670	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is the most beautiful and the realest poem I have written to date. I know it's a bit length. But, if you read to the end, I think you'll enjoy it. Feedback is SO appreciated on this one!

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Envy over women in the past, present, and future shouldn't even be
imagined. 

Misplaced anger when you can't vocalize without repercussions you want
to avoid. 

Disappointment over heartaches unintentional inflicted. 

Guilt from feeling misguided emotions. 

Bitterness from episodes of depression on thinking about home lives. 

Discouragement when thoughts of love not being returned intrude. 

“Jealousy is nothing more than a fear of abandonment.” Some person
spoke. 

It's an unrealistic fear, granted. 

But when you experience the green-eyed monster it's saying how much you
care. 

* 

The building blocks haven't all be jagged. 

There many joyous memories to celebrate. 

Many stones danced upon with laughter. 

Others skipped across the walk to be watched bouncing. 

We have to remember those to tell the complete story. 

For no tale is one sided. 

To get rid of the negative you focus on the positive. 

This is for those moments too. 

* 

Desire: 

Without it, love wouldn't last long. 

You have to want a person to love them. 

Laying all your cards on the table and becoming completely naked before
your lover's eyes. 

Saying that you belong to the other, telling them you have them, all
speak of desire. 

Turtles have soft underbellies. 

Butterflies flutter when happy. 

Protecting one's self is thrown out the window when it's the completion
of the soul you crave. 

Finding the beauty in a casually overlooked gardenia bush is what desire
is all about. 

"Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired." Frost once
penned. 

Knowing you are wanted, the need for reassurance, and the driving forces
of lust all equal the ultimate power of desiring someone you love. 

* 

Dreams: 

Fantasies of afternoons spent in love. 

Woolgathering about graduation day and who'll be in the audience. 

Stargazing into the heavens to find your matching burst of light. 

Sharing dreams about live, love, home life, children all are required to
know someone. 

Not to dream is equal to not understanding unlimited love. 

When pushed aside, cast over, and thrown away we realize it's the dreams
of life that keep us sane. 

Healing on the inside is a dream of both. 

Moonlight nights, red roses, feeding each other, laughing, loving until
breathless all wonderfully denied dreams. 

“A dream is a wish your heart makes.” Walt Disney filmed these words. 

To dream is to give completely of yourself. 

* 

Love: 

Without the intensity of this emotion we wouldn't be here today. 

If there wasn't a connection, we feel on every level, we wouldn't have
made it this far. 

We were merely existing before. 

One wore blinders, the other had stone walls and a glass heart. 

One gave up hope of love coming, the other shut away the thought of it
returning. 

The combination makes greatness appear where only average was before. 

Opens up the senses to notice beauty all around. 

Doesn't need bonds, vows, commitments to understand it's true. 

“I love you with all I am.” Spoken from the opening heart, released by
the freed soul. 

No greater gift can be had then acknowledging the truth behind the
words. 

Unconditional love at its finest when spoken by a truthful tongue. 

* 

The best of both worlds can only be understood when you realize that
everything in the last twenty-one months has been based on reality. 

The next stones we build will be stronger, tighter, and hold more weight
than the ones we discard today. 

My wish is for many more months, if not years. 

Your wish is held in secret until the time where you're comfortable
enough to acknowledge it yourself. 

Everything I have is yours for the taking. 

All you have to do is take the next step on the path of love. 

And that next tread is saying you love me just as you are, and with all
that you are. 

© June 17, 2009 by Lori


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