In The Secret Place!

The secret rendezvous, where my heart utters; no one knows, and my soul says, no needs to know. Where pretense, doesn’t exist. My love concedes, my heart doesn’t need a special reason, to show how I feel. As I lean in, press into the breathless hue, let it take my breath. It’s in this place, time has no space, moments eclipse the mundane. So, I have the faith to believe, breathtaking will be. Where breadth expands, to let my soul boldly discover. Nothing else will compare, to the close encounter. When, profound love becomes your guiding light, hope will never be lost; when love becomes the gravity. The soul, fathoms the vastness, heart embraces the fullness. Heart and soul, rediscover again and again, love’s absolution. Face to face, how love enlightens. Heart-to-heart, how love converses. The heart, racing to be overwhelmed, transported, transformed, inspired. A thousand breaths, enriched by love, last ten thousand lifetimes. Tomorrow, I will be here again, waiting; for another encounter. Feel how an endearing love, visits you; in your secret place!

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Broken Things, Beautiful!

Broken wings, heals with time. Broken promises, made right with a heart of regret. Broken trust, rebuilt with love filled with remorse. Broken will, rehabilitated with love and encouragement. A broken soul, restored with unconditional love. A broken spirit, made well with words of healing. Broken friendship, repaired with likeminded resolve. A broken heart, becomes beautiful, when love feels. The soul wears the scars, the heart hides the flaws; but love bares it all. Broken stems, still displays a beautiful flower, rose petals cascading. Love creates, in your heart, in your soul, in your life; your enduring worth. A new creation the becoming, in love’s embrace. Jars of clay, within the potters hands, a heart is defined. A work of art, representing a portrait of grace. With every, graceful touch of love, the soul is molded. feelings are formed, confidence positioned. Broken things, becoming beautiful, with time. Nothing missing, nothing broken. Love takes broken things, and transforms them beautifully!

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Here, In Your Love!

Heavenly, how love captures your imagination. Why count stars, when your heart already knows, how much times a breathless love, took your breath away. Love, makes the soul see, a glimpse of heaven. Whenever, love looks deep into my soul, it safe to say; my heart, will never again be the same. Laying, immersed in fields of dreams, my soul peers deep, into the heart of love. Within the stillness, love hears every whisper, what utters between every breath. Lying deeply, with in the blanket of grace, being in the arms of the most endearing love. My heart, doesn’t need to search to find paradise. I’ve searched my heart, to know that paradise, is love breathing, in depth of soul; heaven on earth. I’ve lived, for years inside myself, as love traveled to and fro, helping me to find the truth. True love, when a divine love, meets you right where you’re at. To take your soul, to be in the profoundest place, love’s highest plain. So, when the rain comes, when the wind blows. Your faith in love, will never shaken, just a heart left stirred. I could never be, in no better place. Than here, in love’s embrace. Heaven, in moments captivated, by the breadth of love. Waking up, the feeling is loved, laying my heart down, it’s my soul at rest; knowing heaven is near, my time and space. Love feels, loss grieves, heartache leaves, time heals. I don’t, have to hold my breath, love helps me breathe. I don’t live, questioning everything. I breathe, for everything, will be alright. When the love you feel, is a love so real, you can touch. Your soul at a place, where the heart can say; it’s heaven. If everyone, knew a love like this? No heart, would wade through life, just waiting for the moment, to dance in the sky. There’s a place in my heart, for love to reign. When the curtain falls, when my last breath is called. My heart will see, my soul will be; my heaven is here, in Your love!

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The Air I breathe!

Life, I lived it for years, deep in my silent river, thinking; I was learning to breathe. Not knowing, I wasn’t learning how to be, still. To walk, you first have to learn how to crawl, so you can know how to stand, in the stillness. To be, easy when your heart, knows what gives it breadth, and what lets your soul breathe. Our soul live days, our heart has moments, our being has a purpose. I can live without dreams, but can’t survive without hope, in my heart. There’s no night, there’s no morning; for me there’s nothing. Without love, being at the center, of every waking breath. The thrill of the chase, what life will become. Would never afford my heart much, without the pursuit being, breathing love’s substantive truth. My soul, could indulge in life’s endless pleasures. But indulgences would never fulfill, the longing of my heart. The love my soul needs, not found in things, but in meaning. Knowing the unadulterated warmth, of love’s embrace. A heart, wasn’t meant to live in the shallow. My soul, was meant to search the deep, fathom love’s deepest breadth. The sun, the moon, the stars, might seem out of reach. But, it’s the beauty within, that captures the imagination, touches the heart, gives the breathless wonder. If my heart, became empty, of love’s wondrous care, how would my soul fare? Love, should become every heartbeat, be everything held dear. My heart, could live without many things. But my soul, could never live a minute, without; the air I breathe… love divine!

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The Relentless Chase!

How, can a heart truly explain, a chase unexplainable? Breathless, the chase leaves the soul panting, needing, trying, waiting, to exhale, catch your breath. Ready, set, go, oh; the chase, endless. Words, don’t escape my heart, can’t evade my thoughts. Even when, my soul hid in a deep river. In the silence, I held my breath, but my heart, gave me away. Every day, the moment I woke; the relentless pursuit, to take another breath. In the deepest water, there’s an ocean. Seeking to attain, with no refrain; what the chase became. And even when, I gave what I was willing. My heart, couldn’t understand, why; the chase, wasn’t over? So, my heart kept racing, love kept chasing. The breadth was felt, the chase revealed; true love, requires your whole heart. For nothing to be missing, nothing to be broken!

Even, when I laid my heart down, my soul resting in a quiet place. In the stillness, my heart couldn’t resist the persistent charm, of love’s endearing presence, hovering in the shadows. What’s a heart to do, when love quickens your spirit, awakens your heart, finds you in your dreams? You wake up, chase after words, take every thought captive. Before they get lost, or drift off, into another day’s-dream. Heartfelt expressions of love, can never hidden behind, love’s transparent veil. Love, I see You, chasing away my fears, with the morning light. I feel you breathing, in the fire inside. Hear you whispering, my heart will become yours. I see you moving, to catch the falling tears, the love saying; I got you. In every moment, in every season; I feel the love, chasing. Distance, overcomes the miles. Moving me, closer to the inevitability. With every breath, I Am; my love becoming Able, a soul offered up, in reverence. In the giving, the taking; the surrender. In the darkest nights, a heart exposed, bares love’s eternal flame. Everything, is changing now, the chase a man, after Your heart. A heart yearning, can never evade, love’s relentless chase. For, it leaves the heart and soul, breathless!

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How Sweet it is!

Love drops on roses, a heart laying breathless, within the sweet fragrance, love’s scented meadow. How sweet it is, to be moved by the sweetest lullaby. Love, resting deep within your peace. Love is, a song in the night, for your soul to sing. The angelic melody, sweetly holding you. How sweet it is, to taste, to see, to feel the goodness. Face to face, how love is seen. Heart to heart, how love is expressed, forevermore. The measure of a divine love, deepens the measure of the heart. Lengthens the breadth, in your soul. Heightens the perception, to know what it is, to encounter the sweetest love. The closing of the eyes, the opening up of the heart. To know the depth, in love’s crimson hue. Within the stories told, love captured in the pages of the heart, what words won’t convey. How profoundly sweet it is, to be loved… true. Though, the world can be cold sometimes, the warmth of love is deeply felt, by casting the desires of the soul, on love’s eternal flame. How sweet it is, knowing this heart of mine, wrapped up forever, in love’s embrace. Give to love, every harvest, heart and soul. The more passion sown, sweeter becomes the essence, within. In every season, the richness love creates, what changes everything. Love, the creation in me, to let the deep seeded words within, becomes a love set free, to be. How delightful it is, to know the most tasteful fruit, is love? The reign, my confessions of love, the truth within, my emboldened words. HOW SWEET IT IS, TO BE A HEART, NOT ASHAMED TO EXPRESS; HOW I LOVE. For, How Sweet it is, to be loved, by You!

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Love, Oceans Deep!

Oceans deep, where your love, can find my heart. Two hearts, breathing one breath. Together in the journey, fathoming the deepest love. A deep river woman, her love moves within the breadth, of a silent river. What her heart can’t fathom, my love will take her there, to the deep places. Whatever my heart lacks, her love, helps me to become. Though, her heart may be scared at times, to the end of time. My love will be, by her side. Now, always, forever; this love will be. When, waves come to upend her peace. Her heart, can be still to know, you’re not alone. Love divine, brought my heart to this ocean, to be an anchor. Tether your anxieties, to my unwavering love. There’s no need, to hold your breath. Thinking my love, won’t always be there, to help you breathe. For, whenever my heart needed to be resuscitated, your love was there, again and again. True love, never about the beats per minute. But about how many times, the heart waits to exhale, again and again. Love is our portion, depth our destination. The profoundest love, the breathless journey; discovering the deep places, within a heart. Come deeper, together we will love deeply, letting the love deepen. Whatever places, you find your heart, wherever your thoughts go? Know, I’m there, in spirit. My darling love, you are not alone, I’m with you. In this love, heart to heart, together our souls will surely fathom; Love, Oceans Deep!

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I See!

I see, you are the sun, you are the moon, you are in the starlight. You are the gravity, that moves me. You are the wind, you are my wings, you make me free. You are the ocean, you are my silent river. You are the depth, you are the breadth, in me. You are my breath, you are my heart, you are my soul, you make me whole. You make my heart swell, you give my soul, a story to tell. You are, the light in me, you enlighten me, into me you see. You are, in the words I write. You are, the silence I speaks, you’re the voice in me. At my best, you see me. At my worst, you won’t leave me. You are the sway, you are the way; to the straight and narrow. In every season, in every victory; you are the reason, I know my worth. In the subtlety, in the beauty, in every horizon. In everything, in my forever; I see, Love!

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By Design; Acoustic Love!

Love, strumming on your heart, the melody, echoing resoundingly, in your soul. Love’s symphonic rhythm, tugging on heartstrings, breathlessly like a symphony. The simplicity, the range, the breadth; limitless. Love is, like a beautiful instrumental ballad, sweetly holding you, slow dancing with your heart. Like a deep river, love’s depth drowns your sorrows, in the breathtaking bliss. A heart, lost within the sweet sound of love. Your thoughts, on anything else, but the acoustics. Music to your heart, food for your soul; that’s what love is. A heart saying; let the music play, so the feeling won’t get away. Music to my heart, food for your soul; that’s what love is. Your every heartbeat, transcending acoustically; time and space. In the leveling, the knowing, the being… content. Love, doesn’t require amplification, for there be relativization. Love, has a distinct sound, preceding the move, with a heightened clarity. Even though, a heart can sometimes play the fool. A love finely tuned, sings in harmony. The heart making ready, for the soul to reverberate, what words proclaim. Love is a song, an acoustic portrayal reframed, the expression reformed. So the story can reveal, this is my, endless love!

Hi everyone, as I mentioned a few months ago. My late daughter, took graphic design in college, but wasn’t able to pursue it fully. So, I’m going to live her dream, through my created designs, a poem to go with it, and post them in memory of her. Justinea Angelina Richards, March 9, 1990 to March 2, 2021. I was hoping to post last month, so this is the first one. Hope you enjoy it! Blessings!

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