My heart yearns to tell ten thousand stories, of how love is the seeping ink, my heart the pen willing to be its captivated muse. How love is the air I breathe, the breadth of its lifeblood permeating the depth of my being. It whispers in the echoes, its subtle nature bares your soul. Love broke through the silence of my introverted river, now pours out its sublime, irrevocable poetic verses. Love, the gentle feeling that moves your heart, takes your breath. Its beauty leaves you speechless, its allure leaves you breathless, its sway lingers endlessly. Love’s presence is undeniable, its essence unexplainable, its whispering hope… unforgettable!
The beauty of your love is absolutely breathtaking, how could my soul not be so lost for words? It’s so intimate, even within my heart’s stillness, the connection quietly rings true. Even in its silence, love’s passion resides. It moves my soul so deeply, drowning within seems my heart’s most deepest desire. Love, how could my heart ever speak of your renown to the world, if my soul hasn’t first lived breathless its depth? How could you ever move me so stunningly, if my soul couldn’t wholeheartedly prove, no other love my heart would ever choose. Though the eyes slumber, my soul devotedly stands guard, to awaken my heart the moment, your exhale whispers my name; Beloved!
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Life, the journey that takes your soul from place to place, your heart thriving moment by moment. Our lives are but a breath, the traverse through a moment in time. Our soul coming face to face with love’s deepest meaning; never eclipsed by the darkest moments. Every heart takes its first breath, depending on love’s endearing light, to swaddle you in its gentle beauty. Never having any cares for tomorrow, childlike trust intuitively knows, within the breadth of love’s radiant dawn, tomorrow will worry about itself. A heart learning to stand tall doesn’t contemplate every meaningless fall. One day at a time, one foot in front of the other; the heartfelt journey beginning with baby steps, ending with a life lived well. And, did your heart leave room, to become love’s perpetual bloom? Cherishing, relishing; words never embellishing the journey needed to get there, the place of contentment. Every day, being bold, being courageous, faith stretched; to let heart and soul arrive at its destiny, triumphant!
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EVERY HEART NEEDS TO KNOW ITS DEEPEST BREATH. Deep within one’s soul, a crimson love story unfolds, its composition ever-evolving; beautifully etched in crevices of the heart, end story its work of art. Picture this, heart wide open doesn’t need a thousand words, to convey the beauty of its essence. Mind, body, soul though imperfect, thrive working in perfect harmony. Love’s seeping ink, one’s heart the pen poised to deeply spill. Artistically revolving, love ever evolving. Amidst life’s challenges, a love story painted with a breathless tapestry; a never-ending tale of transformation. Every soul reaches a tipping point, heart pondering a breaking moment. Hold to on hope, a harmonious well love’s quintessential tell; by design, a heart about to profoundly swell. Textured love, its artistic impression leaving on the heart its profoundest mark. Heart and soul indubitably brushed, painted within its deepest breadth; love’s transparent ink!
Love’s call, its every subtle whisper beckoning you, deeper. Its deep river, motions my innermost deeply; asking my soul to descend into its depth. Love sings to your soul, its breathless melody swaying my heart deeply. Every breath it takes, my very depth does it hold, asking my soul to come a little deeper so bold. With every expectation, the heartfelt revelation deeper becomes the destination. To breathe my heart does concede, deep places have become my breathless reprieve. Love, many times in my early days, you would ask my heart; do I want to fathom your deepest breadth, my soul drown within my most profoundest desire? Yes would be, but, love you know it’s been such a hard year, and in your reign my tears gave fear the blame. Yet love, I don’t know who I would be, if not your gentle nudge, my heartstrings tethered to your endless sway. For now, my soul feels so much at home, falling deeper into your breathless ocean. You’re my anchor, my constant, my oxygen; every day, my saving grace. Beautiful love, take my heart and soul… deeper!
Your presence is water. Just to know, just to be near, have my soul needing, water. Within my drought’s desert, just one glance, what’s the chance, my heart embraced within its endless dance? Its cascading reign, water sustains, within my eyes its gentle mist; my soul resuscitated by its breathless kiss. So refreshing, so filling, water so fulfilling. My well, its breadth within my heart perpetual swell, water incumbency my tears does tell; its essence of my soul requires no meaningless quell. Water falls, tears answer the call, sweetly befall. Of love’s shower the very hour my heart concedes, seeming just an island its stream. My soul laid bare on tranquil sure, your presence is water. Within flow of its depth, my heart does prep, my soul couldn’t contain so my love wept, poured of its overflowing concept. Of water so deep, perpetually its essence does seep, profoundly keeps, my soul’s breath drowning complete. No one has to know, of my soul no one needs to know, yet when my cup becomes full, like water my heart spills. Nothing else matters, my soul does rather, be swept to fathom my deepest thirst. Searching the depth my soul, I’ve found its essence nestled within the crevices of my breath’s exhale. Only one word comes to mind, only one word comes close to describing one’s heartfelt muse. Love, your presence is water, fill me again, and again!
A Love Story! 
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