Month: June 2017

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Lovers in Time

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It’s the way your lover looks,
A twinkle in the eye,
A slight smirk on their mouth.
Their head tilts to one side as they stare.

It brings a flush of pleasure to you.
You know that look means they want you.
They preen and flirt with you then,
Teasing with what may come.

It can be gentle and filled with passion.
This game you play together.
A brush of their hand against your hair.
A stroke of yours across their face.

There’s no hurry or rush in it.
Only certainty because this person is yours.
So it builds throughout time and space.
This need and love you share.

Until such a time when you meet again.
Until the brightness they bring you overflows your body at the mere sight of them. Your joy knowing no bounds in that moment.

Until your arms are wrapped tight around the other. Until they press a kiss to your mouth and your world is set right. You take their presence in for as long as you can.

Lamenting the time when you will part again.
Until it is time for you to remain together.
Until a time when the distance no longer burdens you and your joy is never ending.

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She is Everything

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Some days she was like fire. 

Bold, unapologetic, filled with passion that could scorch you. 

 

Some days she was like a soft rain. 

Quiet, unassuming, ever observant of those around her. 

 

Some days she was like the wind. 

Free spirited, wild, you’d feel her but couldn’t grasp her. 

 

Some days she was like a garden. 

Gentle, fragrant, and so beautiful you wanted to keep her for yourself. 

 

Always she was like the ocean. 

Vast, deep, never ending. Those who couldn’t swim, quickly left her depths to play in the shallows as they were overwhelmed by all that she was. 

 

She was fire, soft rain, wind, a garden and the ocean. She was magnificent and her beauty to grand for words to ever describe. 

 

You’d find yourself hating her even as you loved her and wanted it to never end. She was more then you ever imagined. She is life. 

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Silence

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You tell me to talk, so I talk.
But it feels like every time I do my words are taken wrong. You assume things about me that aren’t there and dismiss what is.

You shut me out, and I talk more to explain, to make it better. But you don’t hear what I say for what it is. My words only increase your anger and frustration.

The silence, the silence weighs on me. I can feel it like a physical weight. I hate it. It feels like you are yelling at me to silence myself.

So again I talk more, if only to hear myself, to try and comfort my soul when none is found elsewhere. What am I to do or think in these moments?

It feels like your silence in these moments shouts louder then your words ever could. I am not enough. And yet I am to much.

In these moments your silence clearly tells me what your words can’t. Sometimes I despair because of it. But I keep loving you.

Past the ache that’s settled in my bones. Past the stutter in my speech. The quiver in my breath. The tears that fight to fall. I always love you.

Even when you awaken my demons and leave me to their claws…I will keep loving you.

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Always You

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You pour into me and I overflow,
Words of love are not enough to describe how you make me feel.

My whole body reacts to you,
I light up from the inside out.

A smile that rarely leaves my face,
Never leaves my soul for you.

Throughout the good and bad times,
I am lighter for what you give to me.

You say our love is infinite and a part of me agrees, but the other part knows even that cannot describe what it means to love you.

I had many walls, built high and deep,
That others could not scale or simply helped create.

And one day I looked down and you had burrowed underneath: sitting, waiting for me to see, the beauty of your soul and the hand you offered me to take.

I can only hope you feel a fraction of what I do for you, as I continue floating in the sea of feelings you surround me in.

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Wonder

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There were times I looked at him in wonder and times I looked at him and wondered.

I looked at him in wonder always for the man he was. So capable and beautiful. So smart and assured.

I looked at him and wondered what the future held. If our love would hold true. What he saw in me.

There were times I looked at him in wonder and times I looked at him and wondered.

I looked at him in wonder for the way he worked, took care of those he loved and strived for the life he wanted.

I looked at him and wondered where I fit sometimes. What my role would be and how I could support him.

I looked at him with all the love I knew to give and some I didn’t know I possessed. And I had little hope of surviving it intact, but knew I wouldn’t let him go unless he asked.

It didn’t really matter anymore the timing of it all. I knew I’d survive. I was a born fighter even though people forgot that. I’d survived worse. I’d survive this if it came to it. But I’d never be the same. And he’d always own a piece of my heart and I would never be the same regardless of the end.

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Distance Between

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Being apart is a constant ache, a phantom pain, my body is my own and so is my mind, but you consume me so completely…

 

My heart may be in my body but you possess it so fully, there are times I am sure you must have it displayed in your hands.

 

My mind is so filled with your image and presence that there are times, especially in the quiet of the night that I can think of little, if anything else but you.

 

My lungs may breathe air as just another function, but the thought of you can make it leave on a gasp of longing, and for just a moment it leaves utter stillness. No air, just you.

 

I long to see your face, to hear your voice, for the moment when distance no longer separates us and I can look with joy upon you and know how sweetly you are mine as I am yours.

 

For the time when there is no end or beginning between us, when words are not always necessary but we speak a language all our own.

 

For the moment when the ache will cease as your head lays on the pillow next to mine, our hands intertwined, and that moment of bliss washes away what came before.

 

One day…

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Sweet Remembrance

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My feet sinking into the sand.

The water lapping at my toes

The fierce waves crashing against the rocks.

The sound of children’s laughter floats all around me.

The spray of the ocean on my face.

The taste of salt on my lips.

The cool breeze whips through my hair.

The magnificent sun is starting to hide and it seems that the sky is alight with every color imaginable.

 

Everyone is leaving, but I stay to watch.

And as I stand there alone.

I think back to a time long forgotten.

To a time when I was a carefree child and the worries of the world had not yet hit me.

As I remembered a smiled played about my lips.

And as I watched summers end,

I realized something.

That although my carefree childhood days are over…

Life itself has only just begun.

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A Girl I Knew

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There was a girl I knew.

Sometimes she was full of laughter. 
And other times her honesty drove people away. 
She didn’t play games and she often lacked control, by having too much control over her emotions. It was hard for her to speak sometimes and not plan it out before hand, not the every day things of course, but the things that mattered. 
She was a mess, and had been broken more times then she fully remembered except when it suddenly rushed back. She constantly wondered if she was enough. Or worthy of being loved. 
Because so many had left her, by death or by choice. In one form or another, the result is still the same, yes? 
Now it wasn’t just a question of was she worthy of being loved. It was more was she capable of feeling it when someone gave it? And sometimes when her demons came out to play, the simple answer was: No. 
Someone might say it and other sweet things, but there were always times a voice inside her replied…is it true? She’d want to believe it. 
She had so much love to give. But her loving someone was never the issue, she did so without reserve except when it came to the belief they would love her back. 
So instead she sat quietly, sometimes she was full of laughter. And sometimes her honesty drove people away.