Can’t Force Love

The heart wants what the heart wants
For the person nestled in its chambers, it longs

The heart wants what the heart wants
That person's face perpetually haunts

The heart wants what the heart wants
For that person beyond reasoning, it yearns

The heart wants what the heart wants
Irrationally and incessantly, it sings their song

The heart wants what the heart wants
It's willing to kneel in servitude despite the response

The heart wants what the heart wants
Knowing well it's right, the mind's taunts

The heart wants what the heart wants
Tries so hard, yet feelings begin to flaunt

You can be their cook and their maid
Bear their children, be their surrogate
By their rules, always must have played
Maybe, for all their expenses, you paid

You can beg and cry
Pray to God looking at the sky
For their attention, you can wait
With yourself, rationalize and debate

But, you can't force love
You can't earn love
You can't wait on love
You can't stop yourself from feeling love
You can't grow their love
You can't replace love
You can't claim love
You can't expand love
You can't accumulate love
You can't hoard love
You either get it or you don't
It's not something you can own
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  1. Oh Dear Rue How the Music of Culture Reflects so Much

    The Deeper Part of Soul Or Not How The River Flows How

    The Fountain Falls Then Rises in Endless SPiRiT From

    HeARTS Ever

    Warming or

    Does Not

    How Nature

    Runs Deep As Colors

    of Every Feel and Sense

    For It’s True Even Quantum Mechanics

    Understands God is Love All is Connecting

    All is Relational Yes All is Love At Core As our

    Milky Way Spirals And As Waves of Oceans

    Reflect A Similar Flow of Spiral As

    Does Every Sub Particle

    Swirling About

    in Existence

    As Well Holding Hands this way
    It’s True only 4 Percent of Nobel
    Prize Winners in Physics Have
    Reported As Studied that
    They Were Ever



    As THere is Too Much
    Evidence That This Relationship
    Of ALL that is Actually Exists as the

    Most Real Part of Existence That’s Impossible
    to Miss When One Gains Eyes and Ears and
    The Rest of Feelings and Senses to Truly Feel
    And Do the Flow of A Bird on a Wing Just Free mY FRiEnD

    If You Could See Who ‘i’ ReAlly ‘Am’ You Would See the Never End
    of A Fountain Springing As High As Existence Is Wide Now Beyond All
    Measurement For ‘i’ Gain the Wings of A Free Bird this Way in Dance ‘i Am’

    And Song Ascending Transcending in Autotelic Flow Almost Every Second
    of Every Day For Every Feather of Love i Bring in Thousands of Birds in Flight

    And It’s Also True Science Shows A Free Dance And Song Brings Us
    More Empathy and Compassion And Even More Sensitivity As

    Empaths to the Feelings of Other
    Sentient Beings Yes Even The

    Rest of Nature Even Rocks

    And Less than


    of Sand

    i may Only

    Receive Back

    A Handful of Feathers

    Yet It’s True As i continue

    to Shine Bright and Spiral Around

    Sun And Stars and SaMe my Wings Only

    Continue to Expand The Distance of LoVE NoW

    That is No Distance, Space, Time or Even Matter

    of Things Just Forever Now And Never Forgetting

    The Old Rusty Pipe i Used to Be With Not

    A Drop of Water For Anyone or

    Myself of the


    of Eternity

    i Am Now Free
    Sadly Dear FRiEnD
    Music is Mass Produced Now More
    Than Created So Very Deep Within

    Sadly Dear FRiEnD Humans Have
    Become Their Tools And Things and
    Money More Than A Free Dance And Song
    of God That is All that is LoVE iN Relation Within

    It’s True We Cannot Own Anyone Else’s Love
    or Even Expect to Get Any Love BacK in Return

    Yet What We Can And Will Do Is Become Love

    And Always Give

    And Never Give

    Up on those

    Less Fortunate than
    Us Yes Those Raised
    More Machine than Human
    Yes Those Raised Through Neglect
    And Abuse Yes Those Raised through
    Culture And Religion That is Based More
    on Ownership And Jealousy Than Freedom

    And Compersion For The Joy of Others

    Keeping ‘Genders’ Separated From Even
    Holding Hands When Youth Blooms

    More In Tune With The Feelings of a
    Similar Gender A Continent of Being
    Yes Separating Them From Who They

    Were Never Raised with to Hold Hands

    For How We Build Love Starts With

    The Temple of Love That Holds

    The Spirit of Love of All

    Relational Connections

    Within Yes Indeed

    We Must

    Make Contact

    With Love Yes God to Breathe
    Inhaling Peace Exhaling LoVE iN
    JoY oF LIGHT For All Giving Sharing
    Caring Freely With Least Harm Now

    For All It’s a Life Long Art

    And Practice that

    Never Becomes

    Perfection only More Love

    As We Become More An Ocean
    of God Is Love Naked Enough
    Whole Complete Now to

    Never Run

    Out of

    Giving Love
    to Give Even More

    Now Yet of Course only
    in my Opinion and Again Dear Rue

    I’m Just No Good at Fiction mY FRiEnD…
    Let Your Love Flow Like A Bird on A Wing Do

    Soar And Never Look Down if We Can And Will

    Yes Do Unless it is to Lift Another Bird Falling to Above

    Where We aRe

    Now And

    Be Happy

    For Their


    Joy That We
    Are Yet to Meet and Greet…
    That May One Day Be Ours to Give Free As Well…

    This Tree of Life We aRE ALLeaves Who Are Trees Sharing Free

    This Lamp oF LiGHT This LiGHT House We May All Feel HoMe NoW…



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