Meandering Thoughts

On waking one morning

Loneliness can grow until friendships no longer fill the void.
Yet fear of opening to a new relationship can stop us taking any steps
Toward filling the void, beyond admission that it joylessly exists.
Fear of rejection, fear that we have misunderstood what we felt.
Doubts of our ability to make anything good last,
When our histories have included painful endings
After seemingly perfect beginnings.

Many of us sit daily and nightly, alone and lonely.
Ignoring our passions that yearn to be free,
To feel love, to feel the beckoning and then the touch
Of another body, of a person feeling the same desire
That we long to express, that is rising in us.

What if we’re wrong? What if we have misunderstood
The honest attentions from another, but those attentions have been
Coming from their feelings of friendship, not
Desire. What if their only desire is friendship?
Can we save the friendship if that is the case?
Can we forgive ourselves for our error in what
We perceived? Will they forgive us, or simply disappear?

Which will win? Our desire or our fear?

Thank your for reading this. If you like, you can find the link to more of my poems, haikus, and stories here.

Writing on whatever strikes my mood, from politics to humor (or a combination of the two), to spirituality, or whatever else shows up. Retired, not in retreat.

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