Each love we experience adds to our repertoire of love skills. Different kinds of love create layers in our understanding of our worth.
Each love is a gift. A work of art we have yet to see.
Puppy love is newborn love. About me, complete me. Love me love.
Devoted crush giddy gush.
First Love gives us the purest high from Love. A stay in hotel Shangri La. Esteem condensed and soaring.
A purpose, a joy, a reflection we see. Our best selves forever.
Unrequited love gives us complete grief. The heartbreaking feeling of being denied love’s promised end.
Bitter, poignant, and justifiably dramatically wronged.
Pet love gives us tenderness, unconditional love, devotion.
Pure innocence, vulnerability, and a sense of being God-like and almost unworthy.
Married love gives us a travel mode. A go-to easy-chair kind of love.
Comfort and back-up when needed. A friend. A mate.
Baby Love is a clean slate on which we can be our best.
A chance to be self-less and complete winners as much as complete failures in the span of one morning.
Dreamy state, Purity, and hope.
Or a devastating sense of unworthiness
to receive their smallest forgiveness.
Love for a child is the easiest to feel, defies perfection. Children are the best teachers for Self Love.
A purposeful, unsucky reason to be on earth. Self love again.
Self Love is easy and hard work.
Faith in the inalienable right to be loved,valued, to exist.
It allows happy and sad to come and go.
Self Love is permission to laugh and friend at will, and to draw each breath as reverently as if it were your last.
A huge thanks to Emily Jeffords for allowing me the use of her fabulous artwork. Visit her blog and studio at EmilyJeffords.com.
WELL done. : )
Thank You so much Michelle. I knew my poet friend would appreciate it.