sacred solitude

setting my body on fire is easy-

getting my heart to ignite is the hard part.

convincing my hands to clasp yours and my fingertips

to intertwine around promises of a shared future

is a feat not fit for the faint of heart.

so lovers line up and I

lay down alone without a love

because no mind brings sparks to mine lately and

mere offerings of pleasure will never persuade me

to trade this expansive season of solitude

for another constricting romance

of no consequence.

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2 thoughts on “sacred solitude

  1. Emily Mendenhall April 8, 2021 — 8:22 am

    This hits hard! Well said.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, so glad to hear it resonates with you ♥️

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