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By Design; Love’s Embrace!

Now and Forever!

In this moment, now and forever. To have, to hold, your love within my heart. For better, even in the worst of times, give of my soul. In sickness, the health of this love, cherished always. With undying breath, my love’s embrace!

Fertilized Love!

May the fertilization of hearts, bring forth the conception of its totality. The fruits of love’s labor, birthed in its holistic embrace!

Heart to Heart!

Hand in hand, the journey to love’s forevermore. Step by step, overcoming unforeseen obstacles. Heart to heart, baring your soul, strains of love’s existence, entwined within the facets of its endless embrace!

Splashes of Hue!

The color of love, warm and tender, within love’s embrace, beautiful and endearing. Splashes of hue, textures of its mosaic tapestry!

*Another set of designs I’ve created, inspired and posted in memory of my daughter’s heart! Hope they are a blessing!

WCR c/o Justinea Angelina Richards

Portrait of Love!

Portrait of Love

Love, paints a realistic portrait, its imagery, portrayed a thousand different ways. Its vibrancy, vivid in its natural state, transparent. Its crimson hue, deepens its allure, pure. Its enlightened portrayal, its lighthearted nature, warmth. Its artistry, its simplistic expression, genuine. Its beauty, its breathless silhouette, love. Its most enduring quality, the texture of its endearing fabric. Whispers of its presence, echoing around the world, escaping through the pores of the heart. The most beautiful love, a portrait and its portrayal, love’s true essence!

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Fun Friday; Enthusiastic Support!

E.T. (Enthusiastic Telemarketer), in what may seem, an extraterrestrial environment, where few hearts boldly go. Not to become alienated, by the close encounters. The cold shoulder, the static, the panic. The tendency, phone home, to someone who cares. Only to find out, there’s a bad connection, the disconnect. Your heart starts racing, your mind pacing, you’re facing the reality. The Smooth Operator, the same dialect, “the number you called, is no longer in service,” making you nervous. Mr. Telephone man, there’s something wrong with my line. When I dial my baby’s number, I get a click every time. E.T, someone, will acknowledge you; “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?” E.T, in the meanwhile, become the first; “Information Technology support enthusiast, with your very own geek squad. Elliot, can offer some tech support, until the issue becomes resolved. E.T, when all else fails, reboot… your heart with love, it empowers confidence. Negative energy, a corruptible virus, making the heart of the matter untenable. Even, hard driven, but overtaxed internal organisms, pushed beyond its limits, are weakened. Information technology, from head to heart, the download, in encrypted messaging. When all hope is gone, Alt, Escape Delete; the negativity, and replace it with positive assurance. E.T, hopes and cheers, keep the heart fixed on home. Where, everybody knows your name. An Enthusiastic Telemarketer, endeavoring to be in contact with someone, supportive of their needs!

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The Space Between!

Every day, the wading between, life and Death. A heart, trying to breathe in drowning waters, a soul struggling to avoid life’s quicksands. Live, Love, Laugh, within the space between, and all it’s meant to be. Striving and Thriving, the pursuit to be, indeed, be the reality. Passion, never counts the cost. Some days, our heart goes through the fire, to not be consumed. A heart under fire, battling the heat of the moment, trying to keep its composure. One day at a time, chasing Hopes and Dreams, Valleys and Mountains, Lost but Found. Heart and Soul, truth be told, in the space between. Here and Now, the nexus, Time and Space. The heart willing, but oh, the flesh, yes, all the feelings, and all of its healing. The strength to be, the power setting you free, empowering the breadth inside, what resilience can’t hide. The pursuing, and the reckoning, the reconciling, and the navigating; Doubts and Beliefs. Mind, body, soul and, all in the space between!

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Within Love’s Hush!

Within love’s hush, chaos loses its voice, the world’s madness quieted. In love’s hush, whenever tears fall, it never impacted a heart’s resolve. To never let its imprint, rewrite a soul’s destiny. In love’s reign, fears wash away, cascade like a breathtaking water fall, never touching the depth of my soul. In love’s shush, erratic heartbeats are stilled, a heart held gently, hushed tenderly, loved so completely. A soul laid bare, knows its heart could never dare, find a hush so fare, leaving you breathless in its loving care. Fed profoundly, filled deeply, moved so sincerely. In love’s divine hush, birds have nest, foxes its dens, flowers its garden bed. Peace and contentment are emboldened, enlightened by love’s quiet contemplation. Whenever, anger lurks intent to overwhelm my heart’s serenity, my soul hides within love’s calming embrace. Where, words are never needed, my heart and soul left speechless. Knowing, silence could never be deafening, when your breath lies deep, within love’s endearing hush!

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Wednesday Proverb; Finding Balance!

Everyone, at some point searches, to find that proverbial balance. Some search in quiet spaces, time releasing its gravitational tug, on heartstrings, and mind filled things. Some search high, others search low, but even if heights encounter woes, keep the faith, hope is never lost. A cup is never empty, half full becoming the balanced perception. Balance taught, begets balanced thought. Heart training the mind, to not just be aligned, but fall in line. So many search, willing balance to be, but failing to see. Finding balance, not in the recovery, but knowing the trajectory. And though, life lurks to upend, don’t let ego offend, your confidence pretend. Enlightened serenity, deepened tranquility; emboldened harmony. Quality of movement, breadths between every heartbeat. Supply and demand, lifestyle, and a realistic plan. Mind, body, soul, working hand in hand, within the master plan. Strength gained, composure attained, balance retained. Some, search to find it in you, but tell me who, can find it for you? Some search for it, between the sheets of a good night’s sleep, but riddle me this peeps. “If love seeps, and darkness creeps, can finding balance keep, if with getting we haven’t learned, how to search deep?” Those, who look inside the heart, find out balance is never lost, sometimes misplaced!

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Love’s Breathless Silhouette!

Within our midst, love hovers, within the breadth of its wings, love covers. When love speaks, its deep soliloquy resonates, to let its essence convey, what mere words struggle to say. In the darkness, love lingers in the shadows, blanketing with the warmth of its presence. Its radiance, revealing the might of its breathtaking silhouette. Letting the heart know, even in the darkest hours, deeply love holds you, in its gentle embrace. The soul knowing, it permeates the depth of being. In daydreams, the soul glimpses its existence, the quintessence of its heartfelt beauty. The heart’s gaze, captured by its allure, the soul swept by its endless forevermore. Its beautiful imagery, its redefining symmetry, not even time, or space can sway. Becoming the heart’s one thing, the everlasting thing; hours, through a figurative glass could never sift. Love notes of the heart, etched within the pages of the soul. An invitation, to let love’s breathless silhouette know. Your heart and soul’s pathway rendered, with the hues of love’s petaled laid bare, silhouetting the sands of time!

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Purposeful Planting!

In every season, intentional planting, reaps a beautiful harvest. Love’s enriched soil, rested gently on the heart, a soul laid bare. Purposeful sowing, seedlings of love deeply rooted, the manifestation of, within the transcendence of. Digging deep, puts love out there to be soiled, by earth’s indifference. But, even if your heart gets a bit scuffed, plant faithfully. Love’s harvest, will surely yield the pollinated essence of its botanical bounty. Rose colored love, blossoms in thornless crimson hue. Home grown organic love, blooms its authenticity, fruitful in its holistic simplicity. Purposeful planting, harvested becomes love’s herbal remedy. Garden planted with love, life taking place, its breadth flourishing. Into something natural, something good, something divine, love’s intrinsic nature. In times of sunshine, or moments of shade. A heart feeling love’s brilliant light, also needs its cascading water, to be its saving grace. Faithfulness, planted with love’s inherent vibrancy, grows emboldened with its tenderness. Purposeful planting, of love’s fertile garden, yielding of its substantive abundance!

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