Horrible-wonderful, this magical
thing called love.
Horrible when the one you love,
can't be touched, loved , kissed,
tasted, smelled.
Wonderful, when  you can imagine
what it would be like if you could.
Horrible-for the torment, always
on your mind, in your mind, until
you cry out for them to leave you alone.
Wonderful to feel their essence in your soul,
surrounding, permeating your own,
in waves like the tides flow.
Horrible longing that makes you tremble
with desire and fantasy.
Wonderful longing that makes you tremble
with desire and fantasy.
Horrible-that your dreams may never
happen in this lifetime.
Wonderful to make believe that it can.
Horrible-Wonderful, my love for you,
my soulmate, wherever you may be.

 

Kay Ekwall©1998