I love…a poem.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about love.  Her blossoming love.  Cheers!

I love.  I dare.

What will it bring me.

Pain and despair?

Love and warmth?

Safety and protection?

Somehow I think that if I love then I am protected.

This is wrong.

If I love, I have warmth and compassion.

The man who loves would protect me.

But to what extent?

For if he loves he would protect.

But I have no reason to fear.  It’s all in my mind.

So now I can love for loving.

And not for protection.

I am free.  Free to love.

Do I dare?

Comments give me the courage to continue writing!