Love Knocks On My Door

This is about the despair of not finding love, and then miraculously, once all hope is gone, it turns up on my door.
Knock on my door.
Why don’t you come knocking on my door anymore.
Has the game turned into Hide and Seek?
You have forgotten that I am in need of rescue. I am now willing and able.
Love, my gorgeous angel of hope, you have forgotten my address.
You have blinded the eyes of my soul partner. Why have his eyes been pierced with hate?
Stung, smoking with vicious eternal agony.
Let him regain his lost vision.
Allow him to run through the flowered field in search of my beauty
Use poison to sweep away the weeds.
Free his soul of any pain so that he needs to come and discover me.
Discover me fool..
Universe, you need to merge the two devastated hearts, so the healing can begin.
Recover, so love is wanted. To embrace and share again.
Come on, is it too much to ask? Of course not! It is my birth right
My birth was in the time of Venues, when the planet was reversed.
Let the karmic cycle end. The karmic debt has been paid.
Mmmm, . Her cheeky smile returns.

Then, a knock on the door.
A tingle spiraling down her spine, ears pricked up like a wild cat sensing the quiet footsteps of a feral animal.
This knock is unfamiliar. Not heard for an eternity it seems.
A desperate knock.
Let me in, I am here.
Finally. Sorry it has taken me so long,.
My lessons on this earth has made me late. My darling, please accept my apology.
Don’t you know that this is the very moment you have been destined to experience.

Please let me in. I won’t hurt you, like all the others before.
My intentions are true. This heart of mine is free, and desperately needs to embrace you.
Your heart can now be sown back together.
I am the chosen soul who carries the tools to forever erase your pain.
You will remember me, as we have been together before. I know you remember.
It is now your turn to let your heart and soul be free.
Allow the trust to flow through your core.

Open the door, damn it.
We have waited long enough.
She runs to the door, and there he is.
Past souls, past loves.
A reckoning that floors her.
   By Valentina Trifunov
Published: 1/24/2007
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