Just The Thing You Really Are
I crave to fall in love with something real
Don’t want to fall in love with a mirage, I crave something real. A love that isn’t mere refractions of light dancing in the desert, promising an oasis where none exists. I need something that warms my soul, a connection that’s not just a gossamer trick of the heart, ephemeral and deceitful.
I yearn for a love that’s solid and sure, not a phantom flicker at the edge of my vision. A love that echoes in my marrow, that entwines itself in my thoughts, my dreams. A passion as true as the North Star, as steady as the river’s flow, as inevitable as the sunrise.
I want a love that kindles the embers of my soul, breathes life into my spirit, and sets my heart ablaze. A love that feels like home, a love that feels like a hand in mine, a love that feels like a comforting whisper in the hush of midnight. I need something more than a mere spectral allure, a love tangible and profound, as real as the ground beneath my feet.
I do not seek a love that merely dazzles my eyes, but one that warms my soul, filling me with a light that outshines the brightest star. A love as deep as the oceans, as enduring as the mountains, as unyielding as the mighty oak.
No more chasing ephemeral illusions, no more holding onto a whisper of a promise. I want to fall in love with the reality, the messy, the imperfect, the beautiful, the raw, the sacred. I want to fall in love with something tangible, something steady, something real. Because my soul, it yearns for warmth, for connection, for a love that is no mirage, but a beacon guiding me home.
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