Love: a mourning (poem)

Sorry for this, but I have to get the pain of being stuck in a monogomous relationship with a polyamorous heart off (out of?) my chest. Life stinks at times, and - as some of the characters in the film "Imagine Me and You" say, nothing wrong has been done by anyone, but at least one person (me) is still hurting. Badly. I can think of many reasons why this attraction should never exist, or should not be acted on (it hasn't - so far, anyway), but it exists on my part, and SEEMS to exist on the part of the other. O to have been born in a more enlightened age ...

Love ...
Requited or not,
Forbidden or free,

All forms
Can cleanse and heal
The rent asunder heart,

- or not.



New soul
Face, form and heart,
Has now taken mine,

Requited,
But it cannot be,
So healed and hurt am I,

in this love.



How to be!
We work together;
We are years apart;

But it
Can not be denied,
This magnetism,

only enacted in dreams
until this rule-corsetted world
opens to let hearts be one.

© Kayleen White, 2008