When we’re old. Union poem and reflection.

Union is not telling my lover beautiful words, after all, words can be used to deceive too and we should not fall in love with words.
Some aspects of union can’t be explained. How to put the feelings into words? Words lack the depth. Words can’t make me feel joy like union can and therefore I’m out of words right now and can’t define Union.

I intend to reach a stage of union when words are not needed to communicate, when our hearts are so close that they can communicate for us. When we don’t have to check in with each other or ask how you feel, a place where I know and feel what he feels. I intend to reach a stage of union where words melt into a gaze.

Stay strong Lovestars. In my personal life I just found a great darkness, a part of what I came to call a family curse and not even in me so I’m having a tough time dealing with this.

I understand I’m a master of the darkness and I was born into this family to balance that darkness. Life is good because I enjoy union though so the darkness can not scare me.

Much Love