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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My Quiet Place!

My silent river, speaks. When love calls, I leave my comfort zone. To engage, to encounter, to encourage. With compassion, with passion, with delight, I relish the engagement. Let my heart be, let resiliency persuade. Being in the moment, giving in love your all. The heart says, what words alone won’t convey, love holds my attention. For when, the moment has served its due diligence. My heartbeat, returns to its resting place; fifty three, beats per minute. To relinquish my thoughts, I take my heart, to my quiet place. Not to withdraw, but make ready my heart. Being engaged, genuine love, comes from the willingness, to give of yourself. When my, love gets weary, from battling the day. I take a step back, into the quietness. To rest my heart, center my soul, gain a new perspective. So, I’m never taken back, by what love demands of you, be a faithful heart. No one, can ever take, the love freely given. True love, has a quiet beauty, a distinguishable fragrance. To be seen, for your heart be heard; the love has to be, intentional. Trying to do, what love requires of your heart; being resolute, the love absolute. For me, and my heart; when it’s said and done. I retreat, to my secret place. To replenish, fill up my heart and soul, with what every encounter requires, love unconditional!

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My Inspiration!

My soul has a tell, my heart has a story, my love is an expression. Love was composed to be, an inspiration. On my mind, in my heart, within my soul. Everywhere I go, love comes with me. For, I need it near me, want it by me, I want it to move me, I need love to breath for me. It’s plain to see, love completes me. Love is redeeming, love is freeing, love is captivating, love is being; love has meaning, love has feelings. Love is the picture, in a perfect painting. When love creates, an exquisite work of art captured. When profoundly interpreted, it’s the most beautiful expression. Love is the fragrance, within my crimson hue. The guiding presence, the fortified refuge, to bring your heart. Love is a gentle nudge, not a aggressive push, to become… something else. Love is action, not just words. When breath, and hope collides. Love instructs, how to secure your own oxygen. Before you can show someone else, how to breathe, in every breadth. When unconditional, love resonates true. Letting a heart feel, free to let you in, to your most vulnerable place. Love is now, love is tomorrow, love is always. Love will be, to the end of time. Life inspires, nature truly inspiring, leaving the heart inspired. But, what my soul have come to know? That love will forever be, my prose; My Inspiration!

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Words Have I Hid!

In my heart, there’s a secret place, words hidden. My heart hides, my soul seeks, to help my love converse. Love to be treasured, more than words. Deeply felt words, a true expression. Love creates, so words can enlighten. Passionate words, last a moment, poetic love, becomes a lifestyle. Words, kept close to the heart, though unseen, revealed through an open mind. With every search of the heart, endearing words are found. The compassion, with truth, faithfulness, meekness, humility, graciousness. What’s in a name, if the words in your heart, have lost its meaning? We can have words, and even if words, agree to disagree? If words are hidden, and the love true. Respect will resonate, in points to view. Words, comprising of substance, will have a point of reference. Words in error, can be reframed, with kindness. No spelling, no guessing; candid words has a name, it’s Frank. Words, can be a light, in the darkness. Words can conform, when words in action, when with love in deed. Words have value, can add context, be a reflection of. Speech have style, but substantive words are profound. Words, have a love language, the spoken word, the written word, creates the ambiance. The smallest word, can teach. Words of love, hidden intelligently, used respectfully, given unconditionally. Words from the heart, commands affection, capitulation never the demand. Words, meant to provoke thought, not wielded thoughtlessly; words have power. Love’s finest day, yet unknown; a heart seeking truth, finds its worth. Not just in words, but with the love, hidden within!

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Take My Breath!

On the wings of love, in the crimson hue, the heart is swept away, by love’s nuance. Hand in hand, heart to heart, with every collaboration. The soul bares, the heart bleeds, dripping the expressions of love, in words. The heart expressing, the moment anticipating, the soul waiting to exhale. Love returning again and again, taking your heart, to love’s breathless place. Where dreams come alive, where fear’s antithesis won’t take, love’s tranquil place. The heart and soul, deep in another breathtaking daydream, seeing a glimpse of heaven. In every sunset, in every moonlight, in every starry gaze. Watching in slow motion, how the moment sends love, to take your breath. At night, the heart beats, the soul sleeps, love seeps, the stars creep. So, in the sunrise, the glow, the show, the know; love took your breath… again. Love deeply felt, like a silent river overflowing; the depth becoming, a deepening river. The tender whispers of love, moving freely, speaks deeply; taking your breath, profoundly. A heart, not steeped in love, fail to convey. What words are meant to say, and love designed to sway. What’s a soul to do, when love leaves its sway, on a beating heart? Let every heartbeat, be your breath taken away. Love deeply felt, leaves the soul, inspired, to reciprocate. How else, will your heart show, what to you, love truly means. Love, sees who you are, what your heart will become. When you can’t stand, let your heart fall… in love’s embrace. For, life but a breath, the hourglass fills, time slips away; death comes, to take your breath away. Why today, and every day be, unafraid, to live, and love. Letting love’s truth become, your heart’s saving grace. So, in the twilight, in the daylight, you can says; love, I see You. Here’s my heart, come; take My Breath!

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