Purify yourself before you enter here
This intimate space of sharing
Of vulnerability and nakedness

So I know I love love
But I'm not sure if love loves me back
Like love loves then leaves me wanting

Craving to be in the light of it
Light lifts my darkness just as sunrise breaks horizon
Replacing the moon

However darkness is the mother of light
And love is light
So that means darkness is the absence of love
I mean light

Maybe it's not that love doesn't love me because love don't show up the way I want them to
Or in the person I want

Love just loves me the best way love can and only shows up in those I need

But don't I know my needs?
Love is in my top Three
Hell I love me but I can't box love in

Love is letting opposite views exist

Leaving open various entries

That weave webs of wonder and exploration

To feel love is to be loved To be loved is to have love To have is the ability to give after you know what you carry

That's why love is priceless because only you and God know your truth

Where your lies lie buried under your smile and forced actions

Where codependence is the spell your are under

I've got two questions
One Would you let love teach you?
Two Will you let love belove?