Instead of imagining you will never love me in the way that I love you
(The way my heart drips with its perspiration. The way my soul moans for you to inspire its next breath...)
What if I could spin into creation our togetherness?
What if I were to manifest, from my mind’s eye, you telling me that your heart was wailing for me too?
That would be okay.
It would be okay to think, even for a second, that you have fallen in love with my spirit.
My feminine.
My essence of being.
Perhaps I could survive the tiny moments of yearning that thump around in my days.
By dreaming of you, loving me.
Author Bio:
Dori Lewis is a psychotherapist living in Fort Collins Colorado. She has been on a quest for love, connection and spiritual wholeness which has led her to a life of exile in Colorado. After traveling through Asia alone, moving away from family and friends in New York, she continues to embark on a journey into the unknown to find herself, heal herself and come home to her own heart.
(The way my heart drips with its perspiration. The way my soul moans for you to inspire its next breath...)
What if I could spin into creation our togetherness?
What if I were to manifest, from my mind’s eye, you telling me that your heart was wailing for me too?
That would be okay.
It would be okay to think, even for a second, that you have fallen in love with my spirit.
My feminine.
My essence of being.
Perhaps I could survive the tiny moments of yearning that thump around in my days.
By dreaming of you, loving me.
Author Bio:
Dori Lewis is a psychotherapist living in Fort Collins Colorado. She has been on a quest for love, connection and spiritual wholeness which has led her to a life of exile in Colorado. After traveling through Asia alone, moving away from family and friends in New York, she continues to embark on a journey into the unknown to find herself, heal herself and come home to her own heart.
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