I was for him
agape
abandonment in its purest form.
what of he never said
if sacrificing myself or him
the two of us, we never swam in pristine waters
the ripples
- as in feeble whispers -
always seemed to spoil the truth

in my eyes it was both.
your obedient student, dear teacher
I was needed
as you were by me
fawning, adoring,
caught in the waves
and never the flood had been so welcomed
and never drowning in it would feel more just

selfless
you yearned for my presence
I would ever accompany you
from afar
my dreams, hollow cave
you, forceful sea tide defiling the rock

once upon a time I was neither yours
nor mine to spoil
I belonged to my lonesome tears
as the scorching cold ate away my fierce apathy

for you I would have enjoyed every second
my eyes caught yours too many times
my feverish skin fewer
I regret so much

what your hand has never done



( eros )

I didn't have to use the bathroom
I just needed to sit
My feet were kind of hurting
****** arch support
Cute, though

The concert is good
Funky chill
Reminds me of Cowboy Bebop
With all the hats and button downs
"See you, space cowboy"

I'm still just sitting in the bathroom
Trying to play the part
I ran away to write a poem
Better move around a little
I can't focus on the band

I think tonight I figured out
What love feels like, looks like
Agape, the right Latin term I think
So many different definitions
For this four letter word

It's this feeling you get
Looking at someone in love
With their own moment
I feel this certain kind of smile spreading
Everything is warm

When you see people happy
Yeah, you feel joy (I hope)
It's just being human
Happiness, as they say
It's contagious

But it's different
This is different
And I'm trying to figure out
How to describe it
Sitting in this ******* stall
-
It's days later now
From when I ran to the bathroom
Figured I might have a better word
Some heightened vocabulary skills
But I don't

This feeling that I had (have)
The warmth inside my body
Seeing these people slip into space
An outer self, void of anything
That grounds them

I went back to the show
Arch support still ****, but
I didn't say why I really left
But I knew I needed to go back
I knew I needed to feel

I left to escape my sadness
It trapped my heels in the ground
But I came back to see their sun
And I watched the people float
Weightless in their universe

What has happened to me?
I’ve been acted upon;
brought to my own becoming.
On my knees
before an altar that holds me
and all I have been.
And I’m praying, God, I’m praying,
agape in my own-loving, in my still-shock;
Defenseless to my god and silent.

We know of black racists?
We aware of white racists?
And the opinions of both even if lost in myth and facts.

We know of Italians with bigoted views.
But for whatever logic?
Many are afraid to address the Jews.
And yes, some of them are racist too.
It's more than black and white issues in society.

We know of churches that preach love.
And racist in the tone of many within the church.
Which why many have lost some great leaders of the flock.

You can't preach love for one another.
When you surrounded by a racist flock.
Life, meant to learn, live and adapt.

God doesn't need to intervene between us to love.
Just reading the trouble faced by the Almighty Jesus.
He faces more and more harshly.

So racism more than between to groups.
We see this daily as living proof.

Love comes to everyone in many times, many different ways. For those who have been loved, love lives forever …

Unconditional love that knows no bounds
Warmly embraces me without judgment
His voice fills my ears with heavenly sounds
Jesus causing a shift in my movement
None of it makes sense, it baffles me so
I kept running away yet He would still wait
Relentlessly pursuing me until I know
That my homecoming is never too late
I savor the times we spend together
When we’re in a crowd dancing and laughing
Or in nature’s beauty and warm weather
Even the grief and anger-filled crying
Through my pain and brokenness, He remains
An overwhelming love that breaks my chains

To agape love someone is to hunger
for their eternal life and their abundant life
even when it seems impossible to hope for them