something akin to love

Hoi hoi
Hope this finds you well.

My fave sentence:
i am unraveled, unworthy, and unfinished

Aren’t we all?
This is the perfect definition of being human.
With all robotic uniformity, love oozes out of every pore of the small differences from the ‘cast in concrete’ rule. That’s where the beauty lies/hides!

Love your avatar, by the way….

A lovely first! Can I hope for a second (please)?

Thank you!!!
Kind regards, Gus

thank you for your response and for reading. i as well appreciate your commentary!

i have grown to like that i am unfinished. i will be incomplete my whole life but that is indeed the perfect definition of being human and i wouldn't rather be anything else. it connects me to feeling alive. when i accept that people around me are alike to me in that way, suddenly i find there are beautiful mysteries to everyone that i want to explore.

thank you for the compliment on my avatar it's one of my favorite images :) (not mine)
and i as well hope to be posting another poem soon, i hope you enjoy it as much as you did this one. kind regards.

This honest and sincere poem is like an ode to innocence being swept away by eloquence, the unfinished being diminished in its splinteredness to become something more whole.  It's as if, at birth, our mother's womb empties the new baby into a troubled world with its bumps and grinds and, as we pass through the mill of experience, we becoming stronger and wiser to what it takes to love and be loved, to live and let live.

Herein is the essence, for me:
"if you can wash me away; unstained so easily
i'll go wherever you wish to take me."

When you trust love, you submit your all, so that it may make of you all the wonderful fulfilment of your potential.  I like your spirit; as for you, music is also the bedrock of my thoughts and feelings and musings.

Yours sincerely
cab

thank you for such a well thought out and devoted response. i especially enjoyed reading your own thoughts and interpretation. i'm pleased to hear that you liked it, like i have enjoyed your work as well. i hope to hear more from you in the future.

thank you,
mila  

You are welcome, mila.  Open-door poems (those the reader is allowed to finish in his mind) are always more mysterious, because they have different outcomes for different readers.

Contemporary music composers, such as John Paynter and Brian Dennis, compose music that way too:  they leave silences (rests) in their pieces, so that when the performers pause to observe the rests, nonintentional sounds from the environment (bird, car engines, etc.) creep into the mix and become part of the composition.

Yours sincerely
cab

thank you for bringing in the topic of music into your response. i love music, i will definitely be checking these composers out.

thanks,
mila