Damn The Cure

If there’s a cure

For unconditional love,

Keep it.

Its taken time,

But past the

Disappointment

Betrayal and outright lies

I’m still open and poised to try

Clearly a party

To failures of old

I’ve lived, learned

And now expect pure gold

Only the best for me

Because finally, I see

The best way to be.

A spiritual partnership

void of demands.

Rather, wrapped in

mutual commitment

sealed with free choice,

a unified voice

No longer a “me” or “you”

but an “us.”

Yeah, Cupids pierced me

thanks to you.

Through and through

Before love was like

the winds that blew

I’ll say it unashamed --

I’m whipped,

Like under a spell,

Willingly submitted to us

As one not two

I’ve retired outdated,

egoic rules.

So, if lovin’ you is wrong,

I don’t want to be _______.

To unconditional love,

I lack the will for flight.

You’re in my heart

And third eye’s sight

In the midst of peace,

A fresh start

Of omnibus light.

Happy is an understatement

Fulfilled more accurate and pure

To unconditional love

I’m addicted for sure.

So, damn the cure.

A Simply Fab Poem

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