Self Love
I read that you should
love others as
you love yourself
Things got confusing
and I began abusing
because I equated
love for touching
and inserted feelings
so I began
the physical application
of what I was doing
which ruined the implicated
love I was meant to be
pursuing.
Everytime I got busy
my inner man said
"Boy what are you doing
"'I' said, love her as you love you"
I was so confused
until I really listened to
my own No
I begin deconstructing
the way self had been raping me
after I had a little too much
to drink. I started loving
me without hands
and it opened a love without borders
with no ends
I could finally hold her
heart so I could truly love her
and to my surprise
when I opened my eyes
I didn't have a desire
to love myself the way
I was doing.
A new kind of love
is what we all should
be pursuing.
Copyright © Ts Lewis | Year Posted 2018
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