My Love Was Greater


My love for you was greater
than the riptide memories of before.

My love for you was greater
than the handicapped countdown
to when this would end.

My love for you was greater
than the many-footed tarantula
tickling fear out of the Truth.

…or, the teardrops that would form
in your remembrance…

…or, the illusion that we were ever
apart…

The world will break my heart
over and over
until I am whole —
standing solid
in all my fragments
only to make a mosaic
of this whole-ness,
piece by piece.

This is what it means
to be the steward
of The Sweetness.

I know this.

December 1, 2009

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