The Poetry & Prose of Love

They say there are many forms of
Love . . . Agape, Storge, Phileo, Eros and/or Epithumia

Agape, embraces love fully. It is to love human-kind completely.
Love them wholly, but expect nothing in return. Some people find it hard
because they do have expectations of others especially when it comes
to a spouse or partner. Most of these expectations are unrealistic and usually
are placed on a partner in the guise of “what’s best for you.”

Not only that, but it also demands something from another, when in fact it is us that are
lacking within ourselves, insecure and trying to get “what’s mine.” Unfortunately
to put chains on someone with expectations, you let yourself down and you will drive them away.

Quickly you will understand that “they” were never yours. This is a slave mentality.

I personally despise the fact that a Lover/Partner would place chains on me and it is
the quickest way to get me to run. I don’t do chains, threats or demands well at all.
Never have and never will. This is not Love at all. However, when I love someone,
I purposefully want them to be happy and every choice that I make, I consider their
well-being on every level. I would not do anything to make them unhappy,
at least not on purpose. I do my best, to let them know without a doubt, that they are
the only one for me on a partnership level and it shows in our lives.

There is no reason for question, no reason for others to wonder, it is what it is,
right out there and shining bright. Brimming over and spilling not only onto my
Lover but it spills onto others as well. My love is pure and true , an act of my will
not an emotional reaction or mental response, love is my choice.
When you practice Agape, the other forms of love are a cake-walk.
Love is a choice and I choose to love human-kind and my partner 100%.

Love is like oxygen, natural to
breathe in, breathe out.
Inhale, exhale . . .
every breath, every expansion
of my lungs are named Love.

Love is below,
love is above.

I am love, you are love.
There is no strife, when
love embraces our lives.

With us . . .
love surrounds
love abounds . . .
and Love is our divine drive.

© Janet Caldwell ~ August 15, 2012