Some things you should never
lose
control of emotions,
they will reliably betray you.
But lose the spark
that ignites your heart
your dreams will curl up and shrink
with you.
Some loss is unavoidable
Old friends.
First love.
Honeymoon chapters.
Once upon a time, I found the truth,
as inhibition was lost,
it shot straight to my head.
As I chased old stories,
I lost my way. Burnt out,
I found religion
had lost it's grip.
Among other things lost
several half read books
a spiderman collection (by way of bet)
a cat, jobs, fights, weight, teeth, wallets
and keys (obviously).
I found my voice,
still I find
I borrow the odd line.
"In her, I found peace, like Malcolm in the east."
I've found love
as it found me.
Like the time I found cash
concealed among leaves
sat still in my path
just waiting for me.
When it's meant to be,
you'll find a way -
so they say.
Now and again,
I find my bliss.
