Category: love

Love Incandescent! 

Love, oh love, what will you have of my heart, my soul forevermore? Shall I dedicate to you the most illuminated place within my being, fledge you will forever be my most precious treasure? Oh, love, why are you so needy; you won’t let my complacency become? Even in my most darkest moment, you tug gently on my heartstrings. Making it known, my soul has vowed to never let circumstances change, how my heart illustrates the nature of your radiance. Of my incandescence, your glow, the show, the brilliance of your afterglow. Wholeheartedly you ask of me, but of my heartache you refuse to partake. Incandescent, oh love, you enlighten within me the evidence, embolden me to showcase with confidence. Even if it leaves me utterly vulnerable, my heart being exposed will surely reveal, your irrevocable light shining incandescent throughout the crevices of my soul. Knowing, lifetime of searching the deepest spaces of my heart, the weightless gravity would transcend meaningless perceptions… of love. This, my soul has come to know, incandescent love ignites of a tangible wick, waxed perpetually thick. Love’s crimson hue, its eternal flame burning incandescently brighter than what mere eyes perceive. Its ever-glow being more than just a fluorescent performance. But the raging fire within one’s heart and soul, the embodiment of its transfigured word. Love, let fleeting passion be more than a strong emotion, but the deep compassion of love’s incandescent flame!

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My May-Flower!

My May-Flower

Love, you’re the essence of a flower, fragrant, rich, vibrant, nuanced. From the depth of my soul, I tell you the truth; your picturesque beauty, all my soul will ever need. May I, evermore celebrate your sway, speak deeply of your pleasing way? It’s August, but in perpetuity my May flower. Hour after hour, love’s reign yields its beautiful shower. Love, may my heart take this moment to savor its rosary, give love’s breadth its due? Can my soul, relish its flowery nature, the sweetness of love’s crimson hue. Oh heart, don’t be silly, hope floats like deep rivered water lily; while breathtakingly hearts drown in love’s ocean. Love gazes breathless, with the scent of misted Daisy, love’s delightful kiss upon my tulips. You see, the summer of 86 there was A-gust, a cool introverted breeze, by love my heart seized, forever swept away. Sixteen candles, wished upon a star, but who can see that far. Yet, the winds of time blew, and the years flew, of love’s reign its heavenly dew. My May-flower, of heart’s wedded bliss, this, love’s cascading mist. Love, may I, pour from my soul of your overflowing well, what makes a heart swell; love, etched within the pages of my story’s poetic tell!

*** This week is my wife’s birthday, we met in the summer of 86, that August we celebrated her sweet sixteenth birthday. My May-flower she became, when we married May of 88. Over the years, I make a point to celebrated her. As some of you know, May 2023 she had a stroke, and we ended up celebrating our anniversary in the hospital; take out dinner and a movie, on my table. She’s still recovering, with my heart and soul as her caregiver, and God as our source. My days are long, but my full, caring for matching hearts. And, as long as I have breath, love’s celebration will forever be! *** 

In May of 2020, I wrote a post called; the vow, a glimpse into our story. I’ve included the link, for anyone who would like to read it. The Vow!

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Before Words!

Before words, heart heard, humming ever so slowly, moved ever so deeply. Before words, love’s dawning, heart’s yawning; soul awakening. Before words, love fell, heart swell, emotions tell, lost in l.o.v.e’s spell. Before words, love falls silent, captivated speechless contemplation; time still in motionless progression. Before words an inkling, heart tingling, love over-thinking. Before words, love tours, heart pours, along breathless shores. Before words, stars align, love define, moment enlighten. Before words, captured moment, love’s unveiling story. Before words, the unbeknownst breadth, my heart’s beating; exposed!

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His and Hers!

Love, had as my words ever made it seem, it’s all about me? Has it ever seemed, I’ve been able to do it all by myself, when you make me a better man? Oh love, whisper it quietly to my soul, as not shatter once a vulnerable ego. Have it ever seemed, my heart could ever do it on its own, fathom the innermost of love’s deepest depths? Years will teach one’s soul, hearts incline love will refine, his and hers to define. Passion never counts the cost, lost in love’s overwhelming sway. Love’s thirst, his and hers soul quenched, even of its bittersweet yet passionate honey nectar. Tangibly love breathes of his and hers being, of tethered hearts gasping breathless. Hearts breathing in tandem, navigating cycles of life. Pedals of progression, of petals laid bare of love’s heartfelt expression. Matching souls in twine, love sipped like fine wine, poured for his and her’s to savor. Love, let my soul not waste the moments, what affords one’s heart to taste its divine richness; marination of his and her’s wholehearted devotion. His and hers hearts embroidered, of love’s tattooed ink. Seeping in places, overflowing into spaces, behoving love’s breathtaking accessibility; being of his and hers matching hearts! 

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Moving!

Your love moves, my soul trying to catch its breadth, but once again my heart’s perspective completely shifted. Your love so profoundly moving; forevermore it will surely take my breath, away on wings of love. My soul, trying to grasp the moment this love became so moving, how my heart became fluttering butterflies, caught within its rapture? Your love is like the wind, blows the mind, my heart swept like if a feather speechless within its embrace. Your love moves me, making me chase after my own heart, only to once again lose every breath, in love’s deepest spaces, finding my heart in such deep places. Every heartstring, wrapped up, tied up, tangled up within the crimson corals of love’s illustrious beauty. Drowning breathless within its ocean, its tender emotion. Perception of a heart too introverted, but even in love’s subtle motion, my quiet soul so persuasively moved, by its gentle sway. Of its pondered thoughts wander, search of the heart to find where the love ends, and the rhythm of my own heartbeat begins. Every day, my soul takes flight, tethered to love’s wing and a prayer, falling yet breathlessly. Every breath held tight; its muse clung to my soul so dearly. A love deeply moving, so breathtakingly sublime!

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Of its Home Comfort!

At home, love’s endearing best resting breathlessly on my chest, its breadth moving within every heartbeat. There’s never any heaviness, sustained within the weightlessness of its benevolence. Comfort of its charm, my soul feeling at home, nestled within the tenderness of its loving arms. Real love doesn’t seduce; but embolden its sincerity to produce the moments, becoming of its fragrant sublime. It’s never easy being vulnerable, knowing love isn’t always comfortable, giving love room for its essence to be forever faithful. Nature of its quintessence at home, strolling through the deepest parts of your soul. The beauty of its presence, lingering throughout the quiet spaces of your heart. Nuances of its divine invading the deep places of your heart’s affirmation. Beauty of its confidence, tugging endlessly on your every heartstring. The profound tapestry of its textured ink, its crimson hue seeping through the crevices of your heartfelt serenity. One’s heart exposed, your soul laid bare across the solace pages of your hopes and dreams. It feels like home, wrapped up submerged within its tranquil essence, within the overwhelming sway of love’s comforting embrace!

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INS (Internal Navigational Spirit)! 

It seems I keep finding myself here, in this place time after time. I don’t hear a clock ticking, just the innate breadth of my heart beating. I just can’t seem to help, being positioned in this way, my heart navigating the deepest matters of love’s sway. Substantive faith, not of blind trust, of love’s endless must, of a heart magnetizable. Courage will perceive, allowing an encouraged heart to proceed, find a way for its love to be forever true. My soul, never entertains tomorrow’s myth; that when I lay my heart down, tomorrow will be the dawn that awakens my soul, but it never shows up. All I’ve ever found, tomorrow perpetually waits within the horizon. My heart realizing, today’s my only tangible constant; love being my intuitive INS, (internal navigational spirit). Lost within love’s embrace, how my heart knows my INS can only steer, could never compel my soul’s heartfelt poetry beyond eMotion. With every encounter of love, the beauty of its allure, pieces of its memoir left etched upon my soul. My heart knowing, life is but a breath, of my soul its acoustic instrument of love, a composition of its rhythmic melody. My love doesn’t wander, it maneuvers life’s breathless wonder. Love, doesn’t allow my heart to stray, my soul’s innermost compass whatever may. For time and time again, my soul continually finds my heart here, gazing through the lens of love’s abstract hourglass. Teaching me how to look within, to see if love’s strength and resilience, still encompasses the depth of my soul? Here I am again, love bringing my heart’s INS to this place, unapologetically exposed!

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Treasured! 

 

Treasure, your love’s the object of my desire, the jewel that shimmers within the crevices of my heart; I’ve got to have you. Treasure, don’t ever capsize my hopes, unless to show me the riches of a treasured love, found in the deepest places of an ocean. Treasure, my soul will sail the breadth love’s blue yonder, to fathom the essence of its crimson wonder. I will seek your heart day and night, just to glimpse the wealth of its sublime. Treasure, my heart will pursue you with every ounce of being, my now and forevermore. My soul utterly overwhelmed, knowing destiny affords one’s soul the full extent of love’s cherished meaning. Treasure, chart my soul a path to the center of your heart, so I can drown breathless within love’s deepest river. Treasure, give me all of you; passion keeps my heart beating, but pursuit keeps my soul needing. Treasure, you are my precious, my beloved; my treasure trove of love and beauty; worth finding again and again. Treasure, let my soul gaze upon your magnificence, my heart peer into the depth of your innermost, until I’m lost for words. Treasure, oh treasure, what is this? Oh, it seems the tide has turned; love has left my chest wide open, my heart exposed, my soul bared. And now, my heart sails these vulnerable seas, inking the exploits of my soul’s greatest treasure; Love, that beckons to one’s heart and soul! 

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Loving Tender! 

Love, sway me tender, sway my heart true. Stir me neat, pour into my soul sweet, hold my gaze complete. Never let me go, but oh, release me again and again. Only to be once more, arrested by your sweet embrace. Love, oh love, invade my thoughts, captivate my heart, with the breadth of thy sublime. Gentle is thy grace, but so impatient my heartbeat’s haste, be so elated by the echo thy profound sway. Stay, keep wayward perceptions at bay; be my heart’s endless host. Tender love, love so tender; holding me so close, I surrender. Don’t let anything, come between to hinder, fan the flames, let it be more than cinder. Loving true, my soul has just one plea. Ask of me, you see; my heart belongs to thee. Offer my soul no reprieve, except of my heart no excuse, of being love’s tenderhearted muse. Love, it’s you, in me playing it so cool, when my mind acts a fool. Whisper into my soul, tell it to my heart; living is so much easier, because you move my heart and soul, in such a loving sWay. Within the depth of my soul’s gaze, my heart so amazed; how tender you make my daze. Caring, darling, sharing; love, my tenderness is you, my soul’s poetic hue. Making my life, deeply beautiful, tender!

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