the one you’re with
The song words sing
ears wormed again
“If you can't be with the one you love
love the one you're with”
The one you're with
always with
with right now this very second
is you
For, if you don't can't won't
love your self
How can you ever really accept
anyone else's love for you?
How can you ever
love
really love
anyone else truly?
Or at all?
And, if you don't can't won't
love your own body
How can you ever really accept
anyone else's love for it?
How can you ever
love
really love
anyone else's body?
As it is
As yours is
No illusions
No shame
No pretence of perfection
or perfectibility
(whatever that means)
But joy and wonder
and your own dance
With yourself
With everyone
With anyone
else
you
share
love
with
Dance!
[ 9th April 2015; prompted on the edge of sleep by the song, which in turn came into
my mind from… who knows? Revised 27th March 2017 ]
