Category: Poetry

Sold Out: Embracing the Essence of True Love

Love always makes it its deepest desire, to make its heart unconditionally available. It serves no profound purpose, its essence kept locked away behind a well-put-together facade. There will always come a moment in time, when window dressing exposes the fabric of what’s deep inside. The question is, will it be a transparent display of love’s sublime? Be a heart completely sold out, not haggling over price to be paid, devaluing the priceless cost to be real love. The things held most dear, nonnegotiable at the very least, given freely with no hidden cost or wayward compromise. And after it’s all said and done, the only objective forever being sold out again and again. To never allow love’s greatest bliss, be moments of deep remiss. After you give yourself away, don’t be scared to once again put your heart on display. It’s a choice to give the best of yourself. Flaws don’t diminish the value of how imperfect your love can sometimes seem. For it to irrevocably be, sold out time and time again!

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Mar 4, 2026 

Endless Bloom: The True Breadth of Love

Even though time withers, in the midst hope never fades, it becomes a new horizon. Every season bring change, and therein time leaves room for the heart to give testament to love’s endless bloom. After the rain, the sun rises to lighten the mood. Love’s warmth creating an ambiance for heart and soul to divinely flourish, knowing love’s truest breadth enlightens, the most breathtaking moments of heartfelt living. 

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By Design: Love’s Eternal Tapestry 


Time’s Historic Tale (Black History)

Time tethers, its historic hue binds the breadth between then and now. The color of love, mosaic tapestry of its breathless sublime. Shades of one’s heart and soul, paints a vivid portrait of one’s innermost. Love’s most consequential impression, brushes a canvas so profound it paints a deeply textured portrait, beyond mere black and white. 


Her Beautiful Hue.

Silhouette of her heart, captures her endearing essence, the angelic beauty of her breathless sublime. The color of her love, so warm, so tender. Of her heart yet echoes, of her love profoundly bellows. Of her soul whispers, of her spirit lingers. By design, her presence hovers within the breadth of time, within the tapestry of my heart and soul. 

*** By design, a collaboration of my late daughter’s spirit and my soul, giving my heart inspiration to create these artistic expressions! ***

Justinea Angelina Richards, March 9, 1990 to March 2, 2021. 

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Symphonic Stages of Love.

Love is a series of stages, one’s soul forever thrust into the spotlight. Affirmations recited, reciprocated heartfelt. In every stage, love doesn’t need a meaningless mic drop, when the moment requires a meaningful heart check, one, two. Rhythmic love isn’t swayed by life’s drumbeat; it’s moved by an in-sync heartbeat, the sweet sound of love’s devotion. Breadth of love tells a captivating story; spoken words no matter how beautifully poetic, really sonate followed with authentic action. In timeless stages, sublime love transcends to become priceless spaces. Never seeming performative, its essence irrevocably intuitive. Echoing its resounding aura throughout heart and soul. Its symphonic melody certain, til its last breath curtain’s, homeward!

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Waxed Love: A Poetic Reflection

It shouldn’t require a special moment for your heart’s posture to be perpetually melted. Warmhearted love celebrated every day, its candlelit ambiance dear in every way. Love’s candle intuitively seeps, drips waxed on, if its tip is allowed to burn and permeate incandescent. In times as these, love waxed meaningless could never resonate, if it quickly loses its breathtaking gleam. Tapestry of love woven to become its ornate fabric, leaves within the soul more than a momentary residue; penetrating the heart to be its everlasting impression. Within deep love reign, its sublime essence beads poetic, waxes deeply authentic. Love glossed over doesn’t allow a heart to shine; its reason and its irrevocable rhyme. Real love could never be glaringly heartfelt, if not intentionally applied. Love’s truth doesn’t just deepen allure; it solidifies rapport. Words waxed poetically could never reveal the texture of love’s crimson hue. If not inked truly, its luster not preserved beyond highly glossed imagery. Love isn’t polished applied, tangible when not denied. Love transparently dripped, waxes poetic to beautifully become evidently pure!

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Becoming Pure Love: Heart of a Champion

Is your heart undisputed, your soul not weighed with a meaningless title? Never let anyone label your love as the underdog, fighting to prove it’s more than a mediocre contender. If you know your love is genuinely pure, instinctively sublime. Its rhythm will surely know its rhyme, becoming its heartfelt reason. Real love doesn’t demand centre stage, doesn’t seek to have top billing. It naturally gives of itself, allowing a deserving heart to shine. No one should ever have to fight for the title: I Am Loved, or in contention to be. If there’s ever a question that it’s a fight for it you’re in, your heart will never be able to claim it as true. But if it’s love that everyone comes out the winner? It’s absolutely worth the fight. Knowing, even if your love is seen as just an underdog, it’s in contention to shine; a vigorous champion of pure poetic love!

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Heartfelt: Symphony of Love

Photo and design by Warren Richards

Deep love is so instrumental to my heart, it turns the breadth within my soul into love’s poetic symphony. True love strikes all the right chords, and my breathless heart has become its finely tuned stringed instrument. So tangible is it that it tugs every heartstring, and how my soul irrevocably sings. Me, me, me; my, my, my; everything now becomes a song. When I lay my soul down, love sways my heart with its sweet lullaby. Oh, if truth be told, love brushes against my heart like a violin, and moves the depth of my soul so sublime: my endless love. Its tender melody, love so tender; holding me close, every day, I surrender. In my heart of hearts, love will always be the soloist, training my soul how to reach a higher octave. To know the rhyme, love the reason; the rhythm of why every heartbeat is composed. With love as my everything, there’s never any unsung ballads. Real love could never be B flat, its composition forever A-sharp, with every key change. With every captured gaze, love forevermore pitch perfect. A captivated heart will always learn how to strike the right notes, love never orchestrated, pure to its last breath.

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Sublime Love: Heartfelt Bliss Beyond the Dawn

Love unconditional, a heart built for this. Love doesn’t need a day to act, a certain moment to emotionally react, as a matter of fact; beyond flowers, into the depth of the wee hours, your soul finds forevermore. For better or for worse, love has a perpetual thirst. Gives with care, shares its innermost secrets unapologetically, with heart and soul. Within the choice, without question; before love takes your every breath, it asks of your heart, are you eternally willing to bare your soul? If the answer’s yes, irrevocable breadth becomes the quest; enter into love’s rest, your heart passed the test. Love will never question your worth, but will closely examine your words; without remorse, search within the crevices of your heart. See if the path to true love is destined, or actions waywardly clan-destined. Love’s enlightenment doesn’t appear with the morning light, it reveals itself after the dawn takes flight. Sublime love doesn’t celebrate who you are, complements what your heart deeply becomes, its heartfelt bliss!

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When A Man Loves: Essence of True Love

When a man truly loves a woman, it seems her heart can’t do anything wrong. A real man absolutely treats her like a lady, it says he’s a man in love. Her love more than the outward beauty, the sublime essence of her heart. When a man loves a woman, he will truly love her forever, he’s found the love of a lifetime, his heart no more a lonely, lonely soul. How, could he ever turn his back on her love, when his heart he’s pledged, be her’s forevermore. When a man loves a woman, he would give up all his meaningless comforts, trade all the world has to offer. Just to keep her as the most meaningful thing he’s ever found. The apple of his eyes, his sweet cutie pie, his tasty love. When a man loves a woman, he gives his unconditional love. Give his last breath, so she can be the air he needs. Loving eyes can never see, what only a loving heart could ever know. My soul is at ease, my heart resting in her arm. Virtuous love flows, from the depth of a deep river woman!

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Vapors of Love

Real love encompasses, hovers intuitively, elevates every breath, lingers tangibly like breathless vapors within the wind. It’s said, one’s heart can sense when love is in the air. Indeed, love has a distinct aroma. Some say; Je Ne Sais Quoi, but, a true believer knows, its sublime fragrance cannot be denied. Love, you are my breath, you are my centre, the vapor within my exhale. Food nourishes the body equably; truest love sustains the soul irrevocably. Loving words don’t speak to just be heard; they resonate vaporous to enlighten the gravity of love’s nature. Love doesn’t allow you to not catch your breath maliciously; it empowers the breadth of its reign judiciously. Misty, not having love’s presence within my soul, liquefied vapors would surely mist my heart’s gaze, leaving in its wake an ominous haze. Without love as the source of my heartfelt desire, my soul would be running on fumes, my heart gasping to be its muse. “With every passing day, I realize, love is forever.” When it passes, what perpetually remains of its love’s ambience, the essence of its eternal vapors.

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