Alone with HER

My fear of being alone has always kept me in situations
I never saw the bad out weigh the good and always chose the easy way
To keep myself locked up as a victim of circumstance - Identity castration!
Hatting the current situation but also choosing to survive and stay.

Fear guided me down a path of self-mistrust and a lack of confidence
I never even looked at my own face as I could not lie to myself
The hate and love within myself was confluent
The true me was boxed up and placed on the throw out shelf

After years of not cleaning my emotional garage I came across this box again
In the box was a old dusty mirror and I whipped it clean with my already stained dress
I looked and saw the HER in my reflection - We were the same
WE were one- SHE was the Queen and I was the mess

We talked for hours and SHE gave me glasses with truth
SHE said SHE loved me and that I was the better part of HER
With kisses and gentle touches SHE slowly gave me back my inner youth
HER essence overwhelmed mine and SHE began HER sweet whisper

WE spent days with ourselves and made love endlessly
SHE promised to love me forever if I chose me
Soundlessly SHE spoke
Mindlessly I listened
Selflessly SHE loved
Recklessly I fell

As WE merged as one in heart, in mind and in soul
WE reached the perfect speed - cruise control
SHE filled herself in my cracks and made MYSELF  whole
To be ONE was the goal
To be looking in and not out of the FISHBOWL

The fear faded as being ALONE with HER is epic
Finding commitment with no strings attached
My insides and outside now evenly matched
WE have the most fun - OUR chemistry is magnetic

SHE made being ALONE
EROTICLY
Poetic