“I love you, unconditionally.”

But yet you hurt me with words and actions.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

You use me for yourself and treat me like an object.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

Your jokes, though you think they are nothing, dig deeper every time.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

Your hands don’t feel like love anymore.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

Your eyes aren’t filled with happiness anymore.

“I love you, unconditionally.”

When do I draw the line?

“I love you, unconditionally.”

How long do I let my unconditional love hurt, deceive, and break me?

“Do you love me...unconditionally?”

And to my new love?

“I love you, conditionally.”

Loving you has nothing to do with me.

My heart as my captain,
my duty is to worship, support and simply witness,
You.

Clear in what I feel,
I can love you through miles of airwaves
or between bedsheets.
In silence or sound,
sensually or platonically.

If you wish, oh please do
tell me how you love to be loved,
and I’ll try to do that too.

But loving you has nothing to do with what
you do for me, who you do,
or how you treat me.
How you'll navigate your love for me
is a choice and circumstance of capacity,
that weighs on you.

Our acceptance or denial in receiving love showered,
or lack of,
is directly tied to how fiercely
we love ourselves
and stand by our creed.

So, loving you has nothing to do with me.
The decision how deeply we drink, however,
rests within the depths of our relationship to self and situational needs.
The love offered never ceases to be.

whiskey helps,
but i can go without.
feeling it all
and no,
I am not lost
-not coming undone.

a line made of gold
and ink,
a sentiment floats
as it all sinks in.
hide, run or stay;
I'll love you either way.

envisioned painting
man a warrior
walking with intention
where he once had his heart
pinned to his sleeve
sits a deep sea reel
endless incalculable string spun out
heart attached
floating near the edge of the sea
only when it rains
Salar De Uyuni
you can see
hearts flicker
magical mirror
providing the means
like tracking a kid balloon in space
you can see it clearly
unconditional love beacon
call for shield-maiden
significant leader
capable and fearless
two fierce hands
steadfast
reflecting pursuit
needed fulfillment
where
dreams become daydreams
turn reality
truth
do you fly there or reel?

I didn’t come from much
I didn’t grow up with material things
But I was given unconditional love
And unwavering support of my dreams
And that heart fueled belief in me
Lifted my self esteem
And kept my hopes forever hovering
And that’s all the motivation needed
To spread my wings
And chase those dreams
With a full head of steam
I am forever grateful
For my loved ones existing
Because  you can’t put a price
On those types of offerings

No obligations
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No obligations
Oh I expect that you’ve heard it all before ?

Only this time I mean it and that’s for sure
Because my love is so very unconditional
Love sneaks up on you. Whereas mine won’t.
It is heralded by trumpets and a symphony
Grand poetry recitals in your sacred honour
And gifts of inspirational fruity lollipops
Tutorials in the art of writing ancient forms
In a classic style or any style you wish for.
Only you just need faith. Yes faith in God.
Now make a special note of me. And follow
See I am the 1000thman  Kipling created.
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Written by Philip.
November 7th 2018.