To Trust in Love Again?

For SHE had once walked out the door

The Perfect Lovers - Out The Door

Casual or superficial sex is tailor-made
To suit up the man unable to commit
Where emotions were frozen and ignored
When his mother left him as a child

Walking out the door
Rejected
Vine-like swollen veins
With squashed feelings of fears

Relating to Abandonment

Where HE would ever able
To allow himself
To love and be loved
And even if HE could
It might just not feel right
Perhaps used in an act or game of play
For really
How could HE ever trust love
Or his lover or mother to stay

If HE could develop that love, commitment and loyalty
That his mother never showed

HE might cast aside abandonment issues
No more casual or superficial sex
Or meaningless acts of lust
Nor the continual testing of a lover’s unconditional love

For HE would find himself trusting and riding on the currents of love

The Voice of Wisdom

I suppose there must be benefits to living a half-hearted life, where you don’t give it your all – where you skip around on the surface of a shallow, superficial pond simply because of the fears about diving down into the heart of the ocean at the deepest level of relationships, where you will find yourself nurturing and receive nurturing in the currents of profound love.

So many people are frightened of relationships. Yet I see them as something to appreciate and value with time, care, honor and respect. How we treat each other, our bodies, plants, animals and Mother Earth has become downtrodden into a casual affair.

A relationship ideally holds a strong comfort level where the basic needs, coping mechanisms, and emotional reactions between the two people will be similar. It will be a place where two people easily open up to each other and bring out their issues from the darkness into the light. It is a schoolhouse to learn and to share with giving and receiving which helps the process of merging and releasing ego and separate individualities. I feel the highest level of experience in a relationship is allowing our own symbolic death through the merging with the another.

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