teacher only in this.
Tempting me with intimacy,
pointing the way to mystic bliss.
Partnership is not her path
in this lifetime, it seems.
So I tell myself to be content
to love her only in my dreams.
She gave me an outlet
to know my love and integrity
which inspired trust, to heal her heart
and move her forward
in her journey.
She will have but one love,
and He is not of this place.
Ascension is what her soul cries out for,
a lover without a face.
And yet she gave me many gifts
in such a short span of time.
How can I help but love her?
Though her love will never be mine.
Spirit's Little Flower, as I think of her.
I'm blessed to have known her.
Now I'm left to hold the love
I wish I could have shown her.
So now I put this thing to rest.
It's time to let it go.
Move forward with life, and love, and joy
and the sacred self I've come to know.
