Post by trueexperience on Sept 27, 2015 4:28:41 GMT -8
I would like to marry my complement. Not my opposite. But my complement. Because complement looks more like complete. 360 degrees. A circle not semi. It seems I was searching for this love for so long. I had to ask myself am I? The love that I seek. Do I practice what I write/right? Do I act on what I speak? What I do know there's certain heights I'd like to reach. One has to travel the valleys before reaching that peak. There are no peaks. Just ebbs and flows. There is no weak/week. Get stronger as it goes. I used to hold. Onto insecurities in grained in my memories. When I got free of it mentally I began to remember me. I was a victim of deceit. The fall of. Caught feelings for women. Who all they could offer me was false love. Because I didn't wanna get hurt. It's like a fought love. I'm off that. So now I'm all love. But love is not blinding. It's a force that is driving. When it's real it's reciprocated. The ones who don't give it. Be the ones who try to take it. No the truth from the fakers. To know yourself is sacred. For me to court you. You don't have to get naked. Know that inside you. What you hold is treasure. And I'm searching for a dime. I don't mean your body. But your whole quality. If you let me enter into your mind. I want to know your thoughts. Let's touch each other's hearts. Make music together. And create beautiful art. With these wands I'm a King. Need the Queen of Cups type wife. To touch my heart strings. She carry the potion to touch my emotions. Help me express them. When I tend to hold them in. Open them. For our children. I see an opening. Of a love that's golden.