How Long

How long?
I ask you how long?
How long, will you ignore me, and pretend I never had no meaning to you?
How long do I have to live in exile, when just a short time ago, you said you
loved me.
Is what is presented to you far better than what I offer ?
You and I are cut from the same cloth, its a fabric woven with both or our
skeins, loving red's, exciting magenta, longing cobalt blue, and
your favorite pastel pink, how long...

You said you were not waiting for me, with unspoken words I secretly,
claimed you as mine from the moment you opened your heart to me.
You  may never have a  love as great as you and I, so easy, and free
unobtrusive, caring, and understanding.
You  may never have the understanding you and I share.
Run from me, but in another life you will return.

You blame me, for not putting to words the very same words you failed to say. You and I both know you run from yourself. Fearful of the possibilities,
Fearful that my response will be, YES.

I am the raging river that flows and you are the rocks that it flows over, embracing you, clearing you and making you pure and clean for all.
Without me there is no wash, and without you there is no clarity.
Come and rage with me, and provide the healing, the substance needed
for life to flow.

You will sit as a rock,  with no water, no emotion, used to build, used to
cast at ones enemies, but without me your purpose is unfulfilled.

How long will you abandon me, and leave me alone ?

©2011 Stefanie Stevens