Ok, you may have prematurely thought I was not celibate. I mean the drought of writing poetry. The words were there, but dormant and I didn’t feel the urge to express myself or lose myself in the nuances of syllables.
But – I’m back baby. Oh yes, I am back.
The poem is inspired by someone who I find incredible, both for his beauty and his heart holding him back. When you can have what you truly want, what truly moves you – why deny it, why run from it? I can’t fathom why happiness for some is elusive, why you wouldn’t want the sunlight on your skin. I also believe love is action, not silence and longing but unable to have an open heart.