“How did he expect me to react?
We’d never before met in person!”
“How did he expect me to react?
We’d never before met in person!”
She resented being forced to make another pearl without mutual benefit.
“Don’t go for him,” he tried to stop her. “Go for me – like you wanted to, before.”
“But you’ve seen my art,” she gently confided. “He brings out the parts of me I couldn’t clearly see, before.”
She did have that same phone meeting, tomorrow…
A very good man to lead and help support her positively, for she would give him what he needed, in return.
“You could have my late to earlies, for a start.”
If he had cast his net a little wider, he would have found her.
She’d been living in between realms dreaming of love for so long that she needed confirmation that she and he could have it together in reality.
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For they were both so ameanable that no stone need be left unturned, and all could be understood – and forgiven.
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They had much to unpack, together.
She asked him to walk a few paces away and then come back again, whereupon she cheekily sighed and stated, “You’ll do.”
And then, he grabbed her with a warning, possessive growl to their mutual laughter.
Why had he not spoken to her?
She didn’t need to worry so much about how she was looking
The odds seemed pretty high that he wouldn’t come calling.
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“I would not wish to see this one hurt.
Gods, be at last generous and kind to him.”
“‘Greater men have fallen'” – but rarely a man’s heart has loved to that immense and wonderful capacity.”
Is that all that it would become, now that the world adored him?
“He got a ‘better’ offer…
He deserves ‘the best.'”
“You were made for this,” giving barely a kiss, the brief visiting younger guy said.
And she realized she had to end it with him.
She was made for a bonding man.
Shivering from the forces warring within her, she turned instinctively to flee.
His hand shot out with lightning quickness, capturing her wrist gently but firmly.
“There’s no running from this,” his voice growled possessively, yet full of understanding.
“You and I…we both need to see this through.”
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Though they’d deeply hurt her, she couldn’t really hate them – for ultimately, they just did what men often do.
“An ex used to think that my philosophies had no bearings in logic because they were rooted in love.
But I logiced that equation from every angle – and even invented more – all of those years to stay true to and wait for him.”
This is why the Goddess Herself
Had not married god nor mortal
For she had loved and lost
Bearing griefs of betrayal
But she did not become cynical
Although men have felt her Ire
No – instead she searched in scriptures
Heard in winds the Holy Ghost singing
Planted seeds for Trees of Tomorrow
Helping others find North in sorrow
She resigned her heart to solitary solace
Delighting in life’s colours and textures
Spun interwoven silk stories with spiders
Cajoled with Fates to ease human troubles
Only dreaming in innermost sanctum
Somehow a pure heart would awaken
Who’d be strong and wise enough to see
How the world was made for our eternity
And would love her as she would love He
While the Earth traveled peaceful galaxies
“Nothing less in relationship.”
“Not many men can say Forever – and mean it.”
“Think he has the right to string a woman along without any enduring benefits to her?
Oh, that’s right.
Because she cared enough to open her heart to him – and then he thought that he could just take her for granted.”
(Fuming at the past)
She had wondered if she ought to sway with him to match his energy – and then startled when he broke the pattern to preserve his focus because he’d felt and gotten distracted by their synergy.
As if he had her mesmerized by his voice under deep hypnosis, he asked her, “How are you going to help me?” in return, quietly, “
Suddenly, deep muscles long bound in corkscrew tight complexity surged in a responsive spasm, instinctively attempting to break free to reach out and prove her abilities to aid him.
Caught up in your fractured symmetry
The beating of my heart plays timpany
And I expect no sympathy from
Anyone who does not know us
Two peas in a pod destined to deliver
No matter rules’ consequences broken
One of the suitors approached her gently and asked her to re-engage with him.
“I can’t. I’m sorry,” she replied immediately.
“But how can you know that he’ll come back for you? Don’t you think that’s too big of a risk to take while you are left here alone without answers, just waiting?”
“I know, I know the wayt this can go – but I can’t do anything other than to do what I’m doing, now that he lives inside of me.”
He had slipped right past
Barriers long ago sealed
She knew it was her fault
Returning to glance again
Right when he also turned
And their eyes met openly
Her voice grew dimmer
As he continued farther
Trying to tell him truth
While he could hear it
Not wanting to disrupt
His careful momentum
Unsure if he’d return
Tears flowimg silent
“A lover must aim for another lover in order to find true happiness.”
“Well, yeah…for my whole life so far, I have been chastised, berated, belittled, and shamed for caring and loving.”
“Part of healing retraining today has involved working on TMJ muscles and related energetic and myofascial tension associations.
I had not realized that my jaw held the intense grief from my fiance breaking up with me, and that this tension further suspended down through the front of my neck and into my sternum causing central diaghragmatic breath constriction.
The whole anteriority of external self expression if one were to authentically expel breath, cry, yell, protest, and/or scream at such a loss had been frozen.
I had just taken the blows and absorbed that energy because I knew that the situation was extreme – and I refused to add to the negativity that he’d experienced from others which had pushed him to his decision.
This suppression of my own tormented reactions also kept me from experiencing further humiliation because keeping myself composed prevented their projections from being validated as reality.
The remnants of this incredibly complex and intense situation have haunted and kept me cautious in being directly forward about my deep feelings for another man.
I think that the entire situation imparted a sense of shame upon me for having believed in my fiance, and for risking to try with him.”
There had been too many tragedies
As a result of decisions made past
Too many losses experienced
When no one can ever go back
The weight of the world had always
Been his burden of responsibility
Generations of corrupt collusions
Cast doubt upon worth of fealty
He had not supported their actions
Yet still carried the onus of ancestry
And Fate can become unkind when
Forces of Chaos manipulate destiny
But somewhere beneath crushed pride
Remained an embered memory of love
It burned too much to touch it so
He’d gripped it with leather glove
Once released if it were possible
He’d have fallen to beg upon knees
As remembered their flights together when
Sacred winds had whispered through trees
And wished with all of his heart that
She could again love wild and free
9/23/25
What has only been temporary
Must transform into longevity
To be granted passage opening
Heaven’s gates to love’s paradise
“I am not ‘optional.'”
“He didn’t value it – thus,, didn’t value my pursuit of it.”