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Live strong, live longing, live to be, intentional with your heart. And if, fear comes to steal your joy, tell it with confidence. I won’t be coy, to let you think my heart’s a toy. Love focused, being, loving the best way you know how. To the unknown, never cow, to indecision never bow; love shows intentionally how. Laugh out loud, chuckle at indifference, trying to get your resolve to buckle. Pressure, without measure, faith that stands tall in every whether. Laugh long, live true; it will keep your love accountable. Love, just a symbol, could never be intentionally nimble. To love deeply, live purposefully, laugh spontaneously. True loving, an intentional lifestyle, living a heartfelt freestyle; knowing, laughing never goes out of style. Only, enhances how the heart loves, how the soul lives. How all together, it influences heart and soul, to benefit someone else’s life!
*** Live, Love, Laugh; Intentionally! ***
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With one more breath, with one more step, one more day; clarity reveals itself, to the heart’s understanding. Journey to clarity, encountering the clarity of love’s zenith. Seeing how love doesn’t peak, it evolves. Evokes joy in chaos, invokes peace in the madness. Even, within moments of tainted peripheral, love’s shines its celestial hue. Promises, sometimes let you down, but clarity through the lens of love, the heart holds no ill feelings. Love, likened to a rock, on which one’s faith can stand, clarity to see beyond the moment, embrace love’s horizon. Anchor hopes, tether dreams. No heart, could ever reach love’s pinnacle, without conceding to its sublime wonder. Its highest point, the point where one’s heart won’t allow its clarity to unveil. Love, doesn’t hold one’s breath, but takes it to an enlightened state. Clarity, interjecting the beauty of its ornate breadth, the heart taken to heights unknown. Love’s journey, one’s soul seeing with a renewed perspective. Knowing the only way to get there, what the heart must go through. Love’s enlightenment paving the way, clarity becoming its heartfelt sway!
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Who are you, when no one’s looking? Does your heart, try to see what your soul can get away with? Do you break promises, not caring if it will break someone’s hopes, dreams? Do you get mad, when things don’t go your way, abandoning someone else’s feelings, to elevate your own? Who are you, under the cover of darkness? Does your light shine profoundly, or flicker intermittently, not realizing your heart can become someone’s lighthouse, within their darkest moment. Do you perceive, because you have tasted bitterness, it’s your heart’s prerogative to let others get a taste, of all the bitter bottled inside? Who’s to say, they don’t drink their own portion, daily? Who are you, when life tests your resolve, pulls heart and soul in two different directions? Do you hold it together, trying not to seem weak, or allow yourself to be held, in love’s embrace? Who do you become, when storms beat without remorse, against your heart’s beliefs? Do you throw your humanity out the window, bolt the door of your heart, hoping it will restrain the flood of emotions? Instead, let your heart make way, your soul emboldened by love’s sway, to be true. So, what will be revealed, when your heart is undressed, and bares your soul? Will the motivation be, emanating love’s enduring truth, with the grace that it affords, through the beauty of its unwavering hue? Jan 27, 2025

Love’s tapestry, stitched within the fabric of one’s soul, etched in the crevices of a quilted heart. A heart soft to the touch, willing to give so much. Materialized in its capacity, rugged in its tenacity, to never feel daunting in its simplicity, displaying love’s decorative hue. Its texture so colorful, its essence painting the soul’s vibrant portrait, enhancing the most mundane of places. Quilted hearts, souls laid bare, love spread so profoundly it covers, multitude of spaces. Love’s layers, insulates the heart in so many ways. Heartstrings, tethered with what seems strands of rope, unparalleled likened to times of endearing hope, hearts bound in humanity. Garmented admiration, souls cut from the same cloth. In moments of need, hearts draped in love’s affection. By design, warmth and comfort becoming its most enduring quality. Love, not meant to be a leisure activity, an intentional necessity, gifted freely. Quilted love, hearts knitted together, allowing love’s motivation to become… quintessential!
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Does, your soul feel like it’s being chased, does your heart race with haste? It’s love’s woo in pursuit. Like that of the sun’s radiance, love has an intrinsic glow, with just a smile, it shows its hue. Like that of a deep river, deeply it flows, soothing one’s woes. Like a moving song, it sways the soul, effortlessly, dances with the heart, endlessly. When, love becomes your heart’s purpose, deep down in your soul it becomes your source. Your constant, your axis, your oxygen, your confidence. Every season, the reason for living, for giving, for being… its breadth inside of you; it’s woo. Sometimes, one’s heart doesn’t even know it, that it’s being wooed. Love’s presence, waits in the shadows, for an opportunity, to woo you with its favor. When, your heart rate is elevated, your soul becomes elated, drowning in the depth of peace’s overflow. It’s possible, even now, at that very moment, it’s wooing you. Your heart, may not perceive it, until, you find yourself overwhelmed, by its relentless woo. It has nothing to prove, but yet love behooves, to be your heartfelt muse. It’s motivation, to win your heart, cultivate warmth, become the light in your spark. Its soliloquy, never in a Shakespearean verse, its nuances well diverse. Its love language, its quintessence, its woo motivated, by you!
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No heart, could exist a lifetime, without experiencing love’s birth, without one’s soul be, impacted by its rebirth. There inevitably will be, a time, a moment, within its sphere of influence. It TOUCHES the soul, even if the heart’s evasive. It invades the mind, love’s not intimidated, with food for thought. It’s not a passionless fruit, it goes straight to the root, being its muse, it’s a hoot. Love captivates the soul, it’s just that bold. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, but eventually, it’s a renewed mind, it’s called a change of heart. Love, doesn’t put the cart before the horse. We, all have those proverbial rough days, that cascade into a tough year, they’re called seasons. Nights in tears, learning to fight your fears, the journey to be, unapologetically free. With every breath, one’s heart is on the cusp of having, its soul enlightened by the nuances of love’s deepest breadth. Love, doesn’t let you fall off the edge, but lets its strength be the wedge, keeping hopelessness at bay. Hey, am I talking to you? You better believe, my heart too has felt the rain, but every tomorrow, love is my sunshine that reigns; I let it be. Its saving grace will be, filled with love to be, giving you the confidence that you will be… TOUCHED, deeply!
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Joy, peace, happiness, may they’re triumph be; ever-increasing. In every season, every heartbeat’s breadth, the reason be, of love’s eternal bed of roses. Its fragrance, its beauty, the essence of its might. What gives sight, what shines bright, what gives the soul flight, on the wings of love’s provision. Of growth becoming, of what’s deeply rooted, one’s worth making room, soul’s ever-increasing bloom. Love on the rise, expanding depth of awareness. A heart shining exponentially, the glow of one’s soul proliferating endlessly. Let your love illuminate, radiate continuously. Be as bright as the stars, so darkness could never be on par. Even from afar, be warm as the sun. Motivation’s hue, triumphing profoundly. The elevation of one’s heart and soul, be love’s enlightenment, ever-increasing!
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