From the Not Quite A  Love Poem Collection...... For Love

What
Am I willing to sacrifice for Love...
 
If I give anymore tears my very existence would liquefy
and I would become fluid like oceans allowing my essence
to trickle down in between the crevices and cracks of my
 delicate soul....
 
If I give anymore time ... I might as well shift into a  
timeless Paradigm that moves through dimensions
Altering perception as I go... as love often does as well
 
What am I willing to sacrifice for Love...
This question hovers above me... and inside me
expanding ... filling me up... giving me no room  
to breath... and no way to bare loves cruelty.
 
I have decided...
I will give no blood...
No bone... No tears... or pain
For Love....
For I have already paid my dues...
 
I have spent my time in Loves
Passionate Prison... As the memory
of past loves flay my consciousness
into thin slices of regret, and impatience...
 
Love...has been unkind at best...
laughing at me as I poured my essence
into empty vessels I once called my soul mates...
 
No... I have nothing left to sacrifice for Love...
I have given  all I will ever  give for Love...
 
My soul has lain down in the stillness of my heart
walls fortified with a deep recognition of my truth
 
For Love....
There is Nothing I am willing to any longer do
My question is...
What is Love.... willing to do for me.
 
I have done my time.
Now I can breathe...
Yes... the question remains...
 
What is Love... willing to do  for me?