you intensify a subtle creature inside me
with sudden nuances of sonorous blueness, aurora greenness,
naughty yellowness
with the impatience of roots piercing the earth of my soul
this creature keeps stumbling onto the same truth that
metabolizes light tenderly for me to have a measure of my depth
suddenly the strangest of strangers is I

Living, breathing fantasy
Imagining reality
To believe is to see  
Full circle, spiraling

Love demands Truth.
Love that bends and lies to pacify feelings
When Truth stands, resolute, cannot be
True Love.

It may be frightened, maudlin, corrupted,
Or many other things, but it cannot be
True Love.

Some, hoping to change the shape of Love,
Would pummel the footings of Truth,
But they haven't shovels enough,
Nor dynamite powerful enough,
Nor lies lasting long enough to dislodge
True Love.

True Love stands resolutely with Truth.
This relationship has always existed, always will,
While the Resistance has a beginning,
It must eventually meet its end.

      (DB, meanderings, July 10, 2023)

I know, you know
That I know, to look beyond the obscure dignities,
they're deceptions rooted in loss
created to alleviate the weight of your entire being,
You cannot deceive me
Because your soul is beautiful and pure,
This is the source of your true power

just you, only you
can make the
rhythms of
my heart, swoon

only you
will ever captivate
the entirety of
my eyes

only you
do I write
infatuation with
my heart

only you
will I see,
this world of
You and Me