Views upon belovedness

Strange word, love. 
Which means so very much,
Blend of similar emotions.
Often born out of lust,
That short term burst,
Energy, focus, easy flow,
From delight to boredom. 

At times I wonder the themes 
Of those transitions from lust
To love. Where the dream passes
From self gratification to delight 
In that other, the beloved’s joy
More glorious than sunlight. 
Life giving, freeing, beyond 
Emptiness. Perfection.  


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