my dearest, you are not for me
when your words will place me out of all safety
and tempt me back into the patterns of before
my dearest, you are not for me
when your actions will lead me down a path of numbness and avoidance
i know enough of that on my own — i don’t need your assistance
my dearest, you are not for me
when you invite me to play a role in the performance that never seems to end
circling endlessly, with no resolution
my dearest, you are not for me
when you won’t support my sovereignty
and when you spend your time making fun of others who exercise it
my dearest, you are not for me
when you want to keep playing the age-old games of separation
insisting the others are enemies, when we are all one
i am not perfect, no, but i’m really trying to get out of that trap
my dearest, beautiful one — you are not for me
when i’m just not ready yet for the brilliance you bring
maybe someday, somehow, our paths will cross again at the right time
until then, i wish you (and me) all the blessings on our journeys