ah, Rose, in deep breath a thousand times one secret door unlocked in my heart a thousand times in deep breath in each inhale heaven's aroma you stoked my want of wants the need of all my needs to know **what not to want four words and one line to remind me what's not mine mine never could be learned after fake encounters deep cuts and lasting scars diminished for what's not mine never could be yet passed through fire scathed burnt metamorphosed till learned the truth in just four words one line what not to want that once known a knowledge worthwhile makes easier the remaining miles.
I owe the title and the inspiration for this write to Kelly Rose, the spark coming from her response to my comment on her poem A Love That Never Was. http://hellopoetry.com/poem/671144/a-love-that-never-was/ Thank you Rose for this gift of realization.