Love, Poetry

Lesson

Of the many who left

and the few that stayed

taught me one primal lesson

that I will forever embrace;

That beauty is in the mind

and home is where the heart lies;

To fall in love with ideas

sentiments, dispositions

emotions, consciousness

unconsciousness and

anything intangible

that the mind intrinsically weaves;

go beyond the periphery

to love the beauty within;

And seek refuge in

warm heartbeats

that pulsate along with mine

but never

in chilly hard

empty shells

with no signs of vitality;

Fall in love with the

tangible intangibles

and take abode in the

intangible tangibles;

for touch and beauty

can only satisfy

the sensuality of the skin

but never

the lust of one’s heartstrings.

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