Monday, 28 May 2012

Lesson learnt

The best kind of love
isn't that which flares and burns in the night sky
with flashes so strong it uplifts you
but burns you too.

No the best kind
or so I've learnt in these last few months
is that which is silent and subtle
glowing in the background of every moment.

I've had the first kind and it hurt.

The second kind doesn't
because while it's not perfect
it comes from tenderness and care and adoration and appreciation
not from the quick desires of the human form.

This kind of love is precious
and that is why I'm holding on to it.

With love, Beau x x

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