Dear Lover

Here are the things I want to tell you but I know you won’t care.

Fuck it!

Firstly, I did truly adore you. I found you kind, warm and light hearted.

Because of this I was able to open up and also get over my lack of confidence.

I have a loveless marriage and stay for my children.

That’s a big price to pay but my children are my world.

Your last message confused me.

My last video I sent made me vulnerable as it was more intimate showing my face.

Your last message simple made me feel devalued.

I understand you were setting boundaries but the tone was very cold.

Something has changed and my gut is telling me something which I’m yet to understand.

Anyway, I’m hurt and that’s not fun.

Best we call it a day and leave things.

Ode to the Warrior

My warrior, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you see and embrace,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the marbles in place.

Let me compare you to a golden bay?
You are born wild, protective and dark.
Intense breeze warms the sand dune dancers of May,
And like springtime there is a mysterious spark.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your collective words, mana and soul.
Thinking of your beating heart fills my days.
My love for you is the directive goal.

Now I must away with a lifelong heart,
Remember my strong words whilst we’re apart.