since I was a little girl
I wondered about the perfect love.
the one that is always there.
the one that hears your insides.
Ive since thought Ive known many,
now I realize the quest was one of recognition.

perfect loves are ones of great trials,
ones that are given the chance to live.
you must feed the flame of this love.
you must dance in the smoke
and light of its fire.
holding hands, circling.

its a give and take thing,
the perfect love looks like this.
the two navigate each others space
and taste whats within.
it tastes like you. good and then
some days less brilliant.
WE all have this sentence,
dueling energies constant presence.
the waves never give, they shift.

I want to change my quest,
with Venus in Aries, these things
are new.
I want to create the perfect love.
the One I desire to nourish
and stand in. the love, itself.
walk into the flame, the dance.
singe the outer layer.