Monday, December 15, 2014

The Insecure Melancholy

I feel rejection everyday,

I understand isolation and abandonment dearly.


And when I see you suffer,

When your insecurities arise,

I want to wrap you in my arms,

And kiss your fears away.


How else can I help you to see,

How truly beautiful you are?

For words are just mere words.


And to a melancholic soul,

The opposing view becomes ingrained,

And to a kinesthetic soul,

The words have no affect.


Your affirmations lie in touch.


So let me touch you now,

In ways you've never known.

No objective and no goal,

Just an expansion of time,

Capturing each second.

<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
© December 2014

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