She asked me
If I had ever been
In love
Then I
Realized that I
Had never not been
In love
I realized
I wanted
Nothing
Other than love
I think there is
Only one
Off-ramp
From the journey
Of love
That off-ramp
Is judgment
A critical heart
Combined with
A critical eye
Fills one with
The opposite
Of love—judgment
Judgment colors
The mind with
Negativity
Until the sin of
Judgment
Is displaced
By a lust
For love,
One will not find peace
When love invades
One’s heart
The body finds peace
When love is abundant
And bountiful
There is no fear
Of wasting love
Nor spilling love
For love can grow
Anywhere
So am I
In love?
Yes, I am
In love
Excessively
Wastefully and Willingly
May 30, 2025
May 30, 2025 at 8:31 PM UTC
She asked me
If I had ever been
In love
Then I
Realized that I
Had never not been
In love
I realized
I wanted
Nothing
Other than love
I think there is
Only one
Off-ramp
From the journey
Of love
That off-ramp
Is judgment
A critical heart
Combined with
A critical eye
Fills one with
The opposite
Of love—judgment
Judgment colors
The mind with
Negativity
Until the sin of
Judgment
Is displaced
By a lust
For love,
One will not find peace
When love invades
One’s heart
The body finds peace
When love is abundant
And bountiful
There is no fear
Of wasting love
Nor spilling love
For love can grow
Anywhere
So am I
In love?
Yes, I am
In love
Excessively
Wastefully and Willingly
love, questions, judgment
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