I’ve fallen for myself

I’ve fallen for myself.

And it seems
he loves me back.

Turns out
I’m enough
to knock me
off his feet

And I may just choose
to stay down here
flat on my face.

Prayerfully.
Worshipfully.

Loving My Self…
Himself
Yourself
Ourselves?

With every ounce
of Our Being.

I am more beautiful,
more loveable
than he had ever imagined.

And in this place
of perfect
prostration,
I discover Love
in abundance
for all.

How did we miss Me
all these years?

And I did.

We missed him.

I’ve missed me
so much.