nourished solely
on the belief someone
truly knew me
felt like I was loved
treated fairly,
an important piece,
my past cleansed
and the beginning of honest
healing,
a glimpse at serendipitous.
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What I Would Have Shown You
Tag Archives: True Love
Belonging
A smile, the product of overwhelming acceptance.
Crazy how writing a sentence can be the cause of tears.
Is wanting such a simple human response proof of a wandering spirit in search of connection?
A place to belong,
Echoes inside of me,
awakens at dawn.
Genuine acknowledgment in a situation played out before ours eyes,
should not be controlled.
Why deny the person across from you the gift of worth?
My smile is yours.
Ownership
She loved the way he stared,
As if looking through her very soul
Captivated by her,
Deciding whether or not
To devour her whole
Discouraged
Look above where you’re going
And believe you can fly
I keep searching for answers
Trying on different socks for size
Instead of kicking rocks ahead
I’m wishing for someone else’s life
Simplicity translates, and its staring back at me:
Stupid, take your own advice
But then I’m left defeated
Already familiar with my set of lies
Sunday Kind of Love
I love everything Marc sings, and this song is no exception.
My thoughts and prayers go out to Houston on a repeat and rewind constant motion. Music helps keep my mind on something else for awhile.
This song requires, low light, a glass of something strong, and a fantastic slow lead by a strong arm, bending as it wraps around my waist.
Takes the rest of the world away…
That Moment
Make sure she allows eye contact, it will show trust.
She’ll want to touch you, she ought to lightly brush your chest.
Her hand should want to stop, lingering as she feels your heartbeat.
Maybe her fingers will tap in rhythm.
If it’s her eyes you see, make sure she sees yours completely.
When she leans in to kiss you goodnight, think. This moment. Is she who you’ve waited to see?
Life Experience
Surprise foundation
Weave each other into place
Grasping together
Feels Like Home
fingers intertwined
my fair skin soft
accepting,
yours, rough
warm
and perfect.
a robin, skipping
into his early arrival,
chirrs, echoing joy
melodiously across
winter’s pasture.
light wind is crisp,
yet knowingly full
of comfort, as we
strengthen our
protective grip,
walking.
Focus
Silence like a river, driven
Listening brings peace
Causing our feet to float,
Above what may never be,
Allowing reality to belong
Q – Quell
Where did you go
The deep hum, of your voice
Followed me in, but didn’t
Retreat along side of me
When I fled. My expectation
Wasn’t fair, I know.
The work is hard,
Battle even more so.
Are you still fighting,
Does the war continue,
Did strength
Defeat in there?
Soft hands still covering
Fragile heart. Fate leads
a Warrior. Love will win.
Strong.
Destination
I don’t want to be the girl
Who assumes
Too late for fate
And in the end, for you
I want stars, bright
And a harvest moon
Poetic healing
With a photographic view
His One
Lavender chosen, breathe in,
often found crushed,
scent of live petals,
lathered upon skin.
An original flower,
leaving one wistful,
for Old World pleasures,
and a relaxing grin.
Here, a pastel color,
for a mini mighty bloom,
a gift, an honor,
radiating in royal hues.
A favorite, whispered a man,
he, instantly in love with her,
pondering, deciding,
while love remained true.
Solely: with no other witness,
during a quiet afternoon view,
he claimed her for eternity,
she sighing, as his One and only.
Whisperings
My mind, what will I do?
He’s all I think about,
And nothing I had planned.
He’s water glossing over my skin,
And the comfort of the wind.
The smell of summer,
Yet, cool mountain air.
Allow him my heart,
I sigh, do I even dare?
He’s the sound of bullfrogs,
Late at night, while I dream.
Perfect words and lovely pitch,
And he whispers just for me.
Yearning
This morning’s view didn’t whisper love,
There weren’t romantic signals, in colorful hues,
Left there to guide me,
While pushing through routine.
It was my mind’s song from yesterdays past,
Yes, one by Otis Redding.
Honestly, the song surprised me,
Reminded my broken heart of you,
Yet, encouraged my beliefs regarding true love,
And left me yearning in quiet blue.
Love in Ten Sentences
The challenge I was given was to write a poem about love and title it “Love in Ten Sentences.” Now, it must have 10 lines, each 4 words long, and every line must contain the word “love.” At the end of the poem, I’m to include a favorite quote about love.
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For You
I’m
For you
He made me
For you
He taught me to love
For you
He showed me compassion
For you
He lived perfectly, so I didn’t have to
For you
He loves me as I am
For you
He is patient with me
For you
He is my best friend
For you
He trusts me
For you
He believes in me
For you
He released me
For you
Love Allows
crimson velvet petals
birthed from a thorny vein
only one request they’re fulfilling
for love, who’s done with emotional pain
my heart is deep enough to hold you
each piece of you, misunderstood
don’t fear what you don’t know
agree to become what never could
Effortless Beginnings
I miss the pure beauty,
of effortless beginnings,
a motion born of true love.
Possibilities ignore all yielding,
rushing to move through quickly,
and encouraging even the bleakest,
of futile opportunities, for serendipity.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 