WHEN I IMAGINED LOVE TO BE THE MOMENT WHEN WE STARTED, I PLEDGED MYSELF OF LOVING YOU, FOREVER AND NEVER PART IT. WE FINALY MEET ON OUR PATH , THE WAY WE BOTH AGREE, YOU GRABED MY HAND AND PULLED ME CLOSE, THE WAY YOU PROMISSED ME. YOU KEPT ON HOLDING ME SO TIGHT, I PLEDGED TO NEVER LEAVE YOU. AS I WAS STARING IN YOUR EYES, GETTING READY TO RECEIVE YOU. OUR BODIES MELTED TO THE GROUND, MADE FIRST LOVE ALL NIGHT LONG. YOU WISPEARED PLEDGE TO MERRY ME, AND STAY LOVED FOREVER YOUNG.

MY HEART HAD SPOKEN LOUD AND CLEAR, UNDER THE WHIPPING WILLOW TREE, AND TREE HAD ANSWERED WITH GENTLE BREEZE, PLEASE TELL IT ALL TO ME. WIPPING WILLOW STOOD UP STEIGHT AND SWOOSHED ITS BRANCHES IN THE AIR CARESSING, HUGGING ME SO TIGHT. WILLOW! YOU ARE ANSWER TO MY PRAYER. AS WILLOW QUIET DOWN SO FAST AND GAVE ME ALL IT’S EARS, AND STARTED LISTNING TO MY VOICE, AS I BEGAN THROUGH MY TEARS. I MET A HANDSOME MAN ONE DAY, WHO SWEPT ME OFF MY FEET, WE PLEDGE EACH OTHER LASTING LOVE, AS HE WAS ALWAYS VERY SWEET. UNTIL ONE DAY HE NEVER CAME , JUST LEFT ME THIS LONG LETTER,  THAT HE DIDN’T MEAN TO BREAK MY HEART AND SAID GOOD BYE FOREVER. WILLOW TREE IF YOU CAN, HELP ME FIND SOME EXPLONATION, FOR ALL MY PAIN HE GAVE TO ME , ALL THAT SADNESS AND FRUSTRATION. LET YOUR SPIRIT RISE ABOVE THE SKY,  TO OVERCOME YOU SORROW. TO HEEL YOUR HEART, YOU HAVE TO START SINGING SONGS OF BETTER HOPE TOMORROW. RELAX YOUR MIND AND YOU WILL FIND THE PEACE AND LOVE CONNECTION.  WITH ALL THE NATURES WILL PROVIDE THE NEW PATH AND DIRECTIONS.  

WHEN I IMAGENED LOVE TO BE THE MOMENT WHEN WE STARTED, I PLEDGED MYSELF OF LOVING YOU, FOREVER AND NEVER PARTED. WE FINALY MET ON OUR PATH THE WAY WE BOTH AGREED, YOU GRABED MY HAND AND PULLED ME CLOSE, THE WAY YOU PROMISSED ME. YOU KEPT ON HOLDING ME SO TIGHT I PLEDGED TO NEVER LEAVE YOU, AS I WAS STARING IN YOUR EYES  GETTING READY TO RECEIVE YOU.  OUR BODIES MELTED TO THE GROUND, MADE FIRST LOVE ALL NIGHT LONG YOU WISPEARED PLEDGE TO MERRY ME, AND STAY LOVED FOREVER YOUNG.

I think of up above, of what it means to love.  How can God love us all so equally, how can that be done?  I ask my self-contained sexuality to show me, show me what it means to love equally.  As I stare at my breasts and my body through the mirror, I see a goddess.  I see someone I’ve never met before but I have come to adore.  I feel emotions that make me cry for no reason, just to cry.  Healing has many avenues, I know because I’ve tried everything.  And crying, crying is mending the pain.  I never knew I could cry out of pure joy but I can, and now I do.  I have changed the meaning of crying, and I cry now because I am happy with every little freckle on my skin,  every little wrinkle starting to deeply form when I smile,  and every little hair that grows on my body.  I am a goddess, I am human, I am what I am and I’m not ashamed to be that of which was made to reflect my very name.  I am Elizabeth, I am being, I am love.  Come, love with me, love me, make love to me.  And I will do the same for you, deeply, intensely, lovingly.  I love you.