This is the last stretch,
venus retrograde,
pulling my plutonic psyche—
Into the depths of my own psychology.
We are breaking up,
maybe at the end of this year,
maybe before my birthday;
Maybe right there and then.
Happy Birthday to me!
We are now engaged.
Splitting, I am swinging,
pendulum mind.
Racing like I can only finish at the top.
I am afraid that I am not the only superstar that gravitates your desire,
I am so unbothered by what you could think about me if you won’t fall in love,
I can’t cry in your arms anymore.
My beginning and the ending,
I crave a permanent state of absoluteness.
I know it’s only self defense,
but if I must only have one;
The one that I love must be in love with my presence.
Magic that happens between my eyes.
Dreams that come true the moment I realize.
I am married to One.
If I break up tomorrow, I am still bound to my present heart.
We are getting married tonight,
not by the binding powers of traditional life;
Becoming a union by grace.
I am now aware that unconditional love comes with respect.
Vowing to integrate myself,
into the one I love
without dissolving my essence.
I have been taught to give,
but we cracked the code of sustained partnership.
I am a victim of my dreams, a servant of my love,
an executioner of my desires, and a sovereign of my reality.
It did not come without work.
You can still receive me,
although I am the one that creates the home in which we merge.
We are breaking up from our demons,
last night I vowed to release them.
We are starting a union, solely rooted in freedom.
Free to handle my heart with care,
free to love the uncomfortable steps.
I no longer feel chained,
this validation came from our inner strength.
The union does not devoid from our wholeness.
This simple room contains the scents of my family homes, the memories of my childhood, the colors of my imagination, the embrace of my innate soul.
I am breaking up, probably this month,
with all the limitations that keep me from my growth.
Got engaged in October,
to my power and my nature,
to the wilderness within,
I am merging into all the possibilities.
After the beginning
of my first day together,
I realize the darkness cannot come into our home,
although sometimes it tries and when we are caught off guard, we invite it to show up.
Regardless,
it is known,
by our experience with each pħæce,
everything will pass, no matter how dark or bright.
Venus is retrograde,
the transits come and they pass,
away.
The lessons I hope to hold,
trying not to make rationales out of every moment,
wishing to retain that which is offering me something.
We are breaking up,
with the old and the outgrown,
we are getting married,
to the new day and the emerging.
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