Me Alone

Discernment does not matter, 

in the face of one's self-consciousness. 

To know if the space you hold is yours, 

or was fabricated by those you wish to share it with. 

The word home has no place for such revelations. 

Uncertainty in love does not coincide with solitude. 

Your eyes always have a way to see past 

what exists at the moment. 

A vision that turns back inwards. 

Where your spirit waits to be the last thing you seek. 

Love will always find you where you don't search.

It will pour into you from places you never longed. 

You alone stand to receive it all, 

As you are a place to be. 


-Verdure

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