Dating : If You Could Read My Mind

Would you like what find in there?

When you fall in love, you want to know everything about your brand-new person. Who they are, what they like. What makes them tick.

And you desperately want them to love us for who you are. But how much to reveal? Are some things best kept hidden at first?

“If you could read my mind, love,”
What story would you find, love?
What markers would lead you
Through the dark labyrinthine places
To the cool blue rooms where the goddess waits

“If you could read my mind, love,”
Would you know, which the stones, love,
Would safe be to tread on?
Or which plunge you down into sorrow,
To the ebon pit where despair awaits?

“If you could read my mind, love.”
Could you, the burden, bear, love?
Could you offer hope or
Carry the unanswered questions inside
To the lonely hill where the sad tree waits?
Or the dusty rooms where love lies dying?
Or sullen shores where the ships ride at anchor against the rising gales?

Or has our ship sailed?
Have you looked too deep, love;
Seen the fear and the fire, love,
The anger, the pain?

For I, the barren tree, am;
Goddess, and altar — all;
Ebon pit and new life;
Soothing blue spaces and bare, dusty rooms;
In me, all me.
See me.
Know me.
Feel me, not the surreal me;
Hear my secrets, love
If you would read my mind.