True love

Offers transfiguration

Inviting us

Daring us

Begging us

To stand naked

Before the one

We adore

At the moments we

Fear most we will

Not be heard

Or not be accepted

True love beckons

But it cannot, will not force

It weeps

Over lost chances

But stands firm

When lovers take cover

The shallow breathing

And gentle tears of

True love surround

The hurt ones

And wait as

Only true love

Has the patience

To wait

For another chance.

© Julie Stevens 2003

My art flows from the patterns & paths of my lived experience which ⏤ like yours ⏤ are at once deeply personal and entirely universal.

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