If I imagined love, I’d dream there would be no distance that love would find a way to make all things right. To fight for a love that will always prevail. I’d touch your face the way you touch mine when I turn away from you and hide. . . the facade behind the mask because no one is allowed to see the real me. If I imagined love. . .I’d see you the way you see me, I’d embrace my flaws and accept my energy as a positive flow. . .Poison surrounds trying to interrupt the breath of life. . .consuming the focus on what can be with what is to come. If I imagined love, I’d sit on a bench in the park realizing love only exists in a world where you are there. The changing tides with the changing time and channeling your spirit to combine with mine even when I am running away you bring your divine nature to coexist. . .If I imagined love, love would be never-ending. . .there would be less sorrow and complete understanding of what causes love. . .How does love exists? Feelings, emotions, all replaceable but the love you have for me is unexplainable. . . I have experienced love, from the crowning to the crying. . I knew through him, you were love. Through those tiny fingers, your hands were his touch, you were love. . .I have met love, I have met Wisdom, I have met you. . .There’s no need to imagine love. . .I just need to restore my love for you.  .  .