Where will we go?
Some place away from everything.
I would love that…
You mean where I could love you right out loud?
I can’t find my breath
and now all I want to do is
daydream of ways I will love you
Sweet dreams then baby
Think of ways you will Love us
I should just give you all
of my breath right now
It’s not mine anymore
it belongs to you
Keep it safe for me baby
until I get to you
I feel like I’m living in a dream
Love is our child
We adore and cherish every moment
Nurture and guide with kindness
Surround and protect with affection
Build strong and courageous
with stories spun from nothing
but the truth of us both
A happy family we three make
You and I and Love.
A spec of unrest
somewhere in the season
betwixt my love growing cold for him
and it’s utterly welcomed demise
It’s not a picnic of a walk
down this lane of memories
All of my efforts
wasted to death when the reality of it is
the exhaustion and calamity of it all
worthless…all for no good reason
None can be found
I was never growing off of love
I was only perpetuating his mental illness
Like the hands on a clock that only spin circles
or a dog chasing his own tail
Jumping off mid ride
Taking a heaping helping of my own self-worth
Best medicine ever
The carnival has left town
and the show is at long last over
I have never been so glad online as I am these last few months spending time here on WordPress with so many interesting people. I learn something new from you all each and every day and I have to say I’m so grateful and feel truly blessed to have this here with you all!
Here is another blog I truly enjoy! Sometimes a post catches my eye and then hits me straight in the heart! I love this quote along with the night drive image…cant explain why really it just captured me and would not let me go! Im glad to have you here Harsh! Watching your writing and creative process flow these last couple of months inspires me, truly! XO!
There she sits up high on a shelf
My little glass unicorn
Out of reach…
Where she is sure to remain unbroken
In walks a man with the heart of an angel
and the grace of heaven and earth combined
Without hesitation, he reaches for her
Picks up this exquisite delicate piece
Only to hold her with the utmost care
His respect and nurture
to grow right there before my very eyes
She is brought back to life in his hands
Reflecting his light back at him
they are never to part
His strength and her candor
sure to raise the human race
up upon their shoulders
to carry with the greatest of ease
Screeching crow outside my October window
Lets us all know the season is upon us
His cries break through the early morning frost…
Making me grind my eyes with small fists
As I smile and think
He may have startled me into the day
but it is just in time for me to pick up
with my happiness
of which I left off with last night
Thank you, rambunctious bird
for the jumpstart to this day
and for giving me hope
of a lovely afternoon nap!
A beautiful exhaustion fills her mind
With each deep breath, she exhales
her world of reality fades as sparkling dreams
of wanderlust and fairy dust come to collect her
Good night to the moon and the stars up above
Good day to the love that resides a million miles away
To all of you beautiful people I’ve yet to meet
May your hearts and minds be at peace
My wish that Joy is to fill your every ache
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I could touch my fingertip to yours
and the energy I could feed you
would be enough to last you days on end…
I have a power in me this very minute
that surpasses all known to mankind
Reading a few very well placed lines
from one that has such things mastered
and here I sit spinning
in some fantastic alternate universe
Where he and I breathe for each other
and Love never runs down
In the soft, supple petals of rose
one can get lost in love
Velvet to the touch…
A fragrance that can intoxicate
almost good enough to eat
You hurry to cut her
from her happy home
Her thorns sure to pierce
Releasing her poison deep into your veins
Now she has wounded you
and you have become addicted
to her beautiful venom
Any cure you ask?
Only more of the same
She is your only cure
She is your sickness and health
In the soft, supple petals of a rose…
Tell me when you look at her face can you feel it? The simple bliss that is one of the most precious things life has to offer
And what do you see in his face? He is home, exactly where he is meant to be…
Somethings you find by way of a happy accident
and other things find you.
She heard the postman drop the lid to the mailbox out front and without hesitation she dashed to the door.
Mail by post always a favorite…
The possibilities that could arrive at any date sent a shiver of girlish excitement through her whole body.
Some unwanted advertisements, a bit of this and that, then as she reached the bottom of her small pile there it was.
Addressed to her and her alone, a crisp white envelope. The handwriting was not familiar to her.
It’s styling that of an artist, a real talent to have such control over mere lettering.
Oh, the mystery….the intrigue…it was nothing of what she had expected that day.
With no understanding of what she was about to unleash upon herself, she flipped the piece of mail around and with gentle determination rips it open.
Slipping out between her fingertips an invitation, enclosed a personal correspondence reading in the same handwritten style
We are not known to one another in this life but I have loved you from a distance not so far from here. Please take note of this invitation and know that if you are so inclined to reject my hospitality I will continue to send until you agree to spend time alone with me.
With highest regards,
A man you would never dream of becoming involved with but I’m not about to make things easy on you after all it is you that I want and you I shall have.
(sounds like a real fuckface doesn’t he?!)
Her shivers of excitement have now taken turn for the worse.
Giving herself a moment to reread this flimsy piece of paper she realizes she has yet to open the invite.
It’s a solid black card and on the inside steel gray print
‘You have cordially been invited to Hell
Please dress accordingly as it is your life as you know it will never be the same’
Calmly she walks across the room to the sink
Strikes a match and lets this ultimate piece of junk mail burn
Each one to follow she treated the same and never once faltering
To this very day, she waits patiently for her Prince
He is the good that will win over any evil no matter their persistence
She is in Love and his name is Happiness
This is not the end..only that of their beginning
I will stitch these lines together tonight
With much care and consideration
My heart is full and my love light shines…
I’m not one to boast or brag
Here lies a simple acknowledgment
of how blessed I am to be
My heart is not exempt from breaking
As a fact of this matter the more full she grows
the more likely her breaking will take me down with her
I know this to be a fact yet I let her grow more love
I welcome her to do so
I encourage her to do so
For what is a heart’s purpose if not to grow
as much love as she possibly can?
If she to break into a million sharp pieces
I will cut myself to pick her up, only to begin again
Yes! It is Love! What better thing to give another chance to?