Imagine the Possibilities...

My love has to live somewhere, whether it is in the realms of my fantastic mind, or in the reality of this world. There are times when my Love finds a place here on Earth, and I rejoice in its glory, bathe in its splendor, and wish beyond all hopes that it stays. Alas, because we are all too human and such perfections cannot last forever, my love will suffer when it is no longer reciprocated, retreating back to its sanctuary within the protected walls of my mind's fantasy. In this place, my love finds its solace in the images which I've locked into my psyche as eternally beautiful, ethereal and non-threatening. They are possibilities for everlasting love that can only be reality within fantasy. They can never retreat, punish, wound, or insult the spirit of my love; instead, my love regains its strength from these images. 

I wish that I could allow my love to live outside these walls, but there is no one guardian in whom I can wholly trust to protect, nurture, and appreciate it. If there was only the possibility of such a savior in this world where my love could fall into its devoted hands, then I could search forever for that paragon. I would need to find another soul like mine that understands this aching need within me to connect my love to that of another..

I truly believe, however, in this day and age of hopelessness and disconnection with the supernatural, the type of love that exists within me can never survive. This is a world that thrives on instant self-gratification and even-quicker disposal. My love is far too naive and too vulnerable to ever flourish. It is dually sought and abandoned for its intensity. It is claimed, but never kept. It is wanted, but then rejected. It is used, and then discarded. 

If this world weren't so filled with rage, anger and greed, imagine the possibilities for what could be...