Poetry / “More Than A Longing"

If the autumn Sun
Could have warmed me
More greatly than your loving touch,
I would’ve accepted the dying sun
And not come to you,
This October weekend.

But, my fault was to solely trust
Your fragrant love
Would not make my heart swell
Sugar drip over, so sweet, in my womanly power
To not stop and communicate
How did I completely love.

Because, in your arms and hands rich with passion,
My heart opened to feel the wonder of God’s creation.

My walk of late had been a painstaking stumble;
I couldn’t brush off my own mirror.

In the turning of the earth‘s bend,
I saw happiness bled into disparity
In my actual loving of thee.

My head bent,
I asked God how could I not love Jim
As I so lovingly promised him?

God said, I didn’t listen as closely to my own heart
As I did listen to my longing to love Jim.

To Love Jim needed to be more than a longing.
Only God would create a perfect union.

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