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A Lover Should ......
Enchant
Your soul
Mesmerise
Your mind
While bewitching
Your body
Fitting together
Like the proverbial glove
Treasure
Your dreams
Share
Your sorrows
See eternity
Hidden in your eyes
Leap
Into the unknown
Be brave
And true
Honour
Their own heart
Love
Themselves too
Fascinate
Captivate
Elevate
Take your breath away
Lie spellbound in your arms
Cherish your value
A Lover Should
Only ....
Love
You .....

(C) Pixievic
I wrote this a couple of days ago after reading an article about what being a 'Lover' means .... not just physically but overall - so this is what being a Lover means to me ....
I am in a labyrinth in my mind.*

An endless maze, of lefts and rights and turns and corners
It stretches on, and just when I think I have reached the end, I toss myself back in
And it all looks the same
Yet so bizarrely different
I'm trying to find you
And I have such a longing to find you
But yet I know I am so, so lost
And I don't know *how

And I want instructions - where do I go?
Is there a destination I must reach?
Is there a lesson to be learned?
A turning point?
Is time the only factor?
I don't want to be lost.
I want to find you.

Please, let me find you.
I want to find myself.
Unconditional love is possibly one of the rarest things to come across in this ****** up world.
I have found it.
It is in the palm of my hands; I can feel it.
Please don't mess this up.
Please don't throw it away.
I am eternally grateful for you.
One cannot find one's soulmate until one has self-knowledge of oneself.
If you do not know and recognise your own soul, how can you expect to find your soulmate?
I am a flawed human.
I know this, because I am honest enough to say that I have been wrong.
I have cracks.
I have made mistakes.
I will continue to make mistakes.
I judge, I misunderstand, I assume.
I shout, I lie, I hurt.

Yes, I am a flawed human.
And knowing that, I am at peace.
You have shown me what love is, for all it is.
It's the highs and the lows. The good with the bad, the bad with the good, the good, the bad. It's the ugliness and laughter and salty tears. It's the sweat and moans. It's the gentleness, the sincerity, the raw, inevitable passion. It's the fire, it's the ice, it's the burn. It's the selflessness, the hopefulness. It's connecting of thought, the loving of souls, it's expressing what words cannot. It's as simple as a gesture, like our hands intertwined. It's as complex as staring into each other's eyes, the windows of the deep inside.
Here we are, two wanderers, wandering together, on this big wide planet, only a speck in the universe.
They say you should do whatever makes you happy.


*But what if you don't know what makes you happy?
One of the biggest issues I've recently been dealing with is finding my passion. I often feel like I'm misguided, that I'll never truly succeed, and all these dark thoughts often cloud my mind and make me unable to think.
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