When, the distance between two hearts, makes it hard to believe. Love could never overcome, what seems two ships sailing miles apart. A glimpse into one’s heart and soul, likened to a lighthouse in the night. Illuminating love’s connection, its enlightened bridge, spanning the chasm that so often divides. Giving hope, that even in our darkest moments. A selfless heart, willing to shine love’s radiant light, doesn’t worry about troubled waters, or the distance between two hearts. When love builds character, it profoundly expands the breadth between!
Unbeknownst, yet so attentively; true love hovers at the door of your heart, hoping to be of service. Love comes knocking, if sincere waits patiently, to be invited in. Every unannounced encounter, love’s pronounced engagement. Letting your soul know, whenever your world’s shaken, its reassurance will profoundly still the chaos. When the storms rage, like an umbrella, love waits in the reign, ready to cover you with its presence. In life’s haze, into your soul its gaze, silencing fear of the unknown. When tears fall, mind is blown, with the strength of its might, your worth becoming its confidence. Even, if mind is clouded, heart dazed by life’s distractions. Through the window of your soul, love’s essence lingers, intuitively in the shadows. To break down barriers, build up hopes and dreams. With its firm foundation, the weathering of doubtful season. Love, though its intentions seeming unannounced, its spirit made known, by the beauty of its faithfulness. What’s a heart and soul to truly do, knowing in the midst of it all, love hovers within the stillness? But, be open to its advancements, captured by the enrichment. The silhouette of its quintessence, forever welcomed, unannounced!
Love, the tie that binds, heart and soul wrapped up, tangled up, within its beautiful expression. Providing the heart, texturized meaning. Love is the fabric, entwined to strengthen, what vows to do no harm. Defined, by its meaningful necessity, never redefined, a meaningless accessory. Love preserved, love revered, more than its charm. Love elevated, souls elated. Lashed hope, fastens faith, to one’s beliefs. A three strand cord, won’t be easily broken. Its breadth providing clarity, to the marrying of love and life. Love draws, its breadth binding one’s soul and heartstrings. In relations, evenly proportioned length, with, depth. A heart, laced with love’s passion, soul bound by its compassion. Fate’s connection, to love’s veracity, its truth fastened to one’s reality. Love’s quintessence, linked to its benevolence. Love will never restrain, it loosens. Allow one’s heart, the freedom to be, forever a soul secure within love’s divinity, its fathomless embrace. Mind, body, and soul, united by its profound essence, hearts never divided, by doubt’s restrictive prism. Shaped trust, curved will, ligatured love. Confidences bond, its freedom, in love’s boundless inevitability!
There’s no escaping it, no force in the universe like it, the gravity within love’s seraphic aura. Its magnetic persona, its gravitational pull, like a boomerang, keeping a heart coming back, for another encounter. Love’s magic, so magnetic, making the soul ecstatic. Magnetizes perception, in one’s personality, the perspective of its reality. Love’s magnetism attracts, it’s a fact, real love doesn’t put on an act, opposition could never detract. Futile skepticism, contrary to true optimism, beliefs blind to nepotism. Love exhibits, hopefulness tethers, life’s isms. Some words call it alluring, inquisitive minds say it’s fascinating, intuitive hearts know it as deeply captivating. In its totality, it bears all things, endures even when it stings. Love is dependable, relatable, its validity never debatable. Its relative, poised in its capacity. It will appeal, what time tries to repeal, the wounds that it heals. Some reduce love, as just a feel, but let my heart tell you the deal, it’s likened to steel. You can’t break its will, diminish it to just a thrill. When you truly need it, inspire you it will. Beyond attraction, the charm, it does no harm. Its focal point, a heart to heart connection, under gird with its essence. Its courage wields, its strength yields, its armor shields. It will insist, be just emotions will resist, magnetic love will always persist. Negative polarities it repels, with its positive authenticity. Engaging love, irresistible at its core, never a bore, living enthralled within its shore. Magnetic love, mesmeric, not for its potential, but adherence to its beautiful philosophy!
My heart, has brought me to this place, my soul emboldened, to discover the unrealized essence, the constellation of love’s breathless gravity. Where love is the compass, the magmatic quality, quantifiable truth found within a heart’s depth. Compelling the heart, propelling the soul, to the undiscovered journey of love’s celestial plane. Its gravitational tug, my soul beholding its wonder, the beauty of its awe, the mind left with nothing to ponder. Love’s light, radiating within the soul, the heart orbiting the breadth of its nexus. At first encounter, instinct persisted reverse course, throttle emotions. But, like poetry in motion, resistance was futile, the heart was captured, captivated by a love one’s soul has never known. Strength and power unbeknownst, love’s unfathomable existence, beaming so pronounced. Stunned by its muse, one’s mind you can’t use, the heart alone gets to choose. There’s no engineering a way out, when love is so bold, to make closeness become the hold, in an atmosphere so cold. For, love’s intent to told, the story must unfold. Dangling heartstrings, one’s soul tethered to nothing else, but faith… in love. A heart tangled, discovering the nature its sway. The shift, acted so swift, the epiphany; concede love’s gift. Strong willed, wasn’t enough power, to withstand its pull, making the heart full. It seemed inevitable, my heart and this love, would surely collide!
Love’s contemplation, arrested my imagination. What’s a heart to do, when there’s an undeniable fact. To be one with love’s validity, is to never deny its inevitability. So, proceeded checked my sensors, my heart was racing, but, was it love winning, or my soul triumphantly losing? My heart shaped spaced anomaly, ornately repositioned phenomenally to transcend time. A heart, the vessel built not to evade love, but embrace its true purpose. Boldly go, where it needs to, explore new worlds, seek out life’s verity, an enlightened perspective. Position of one’s soul, eclipses what the mind believes irrelevant. To what the heart knows to be true, love’s encounter as providence. Its grip on the heart, a soul forever in its unbreakable holding pattern. It’s obvious, love as the Captain of your heart, the soul exploring uncharted spaces. Heart and soul, discovering love’s fluid benevolence. Its attraction; fatal, if my soul was to ever deny, it as my breath, the substance fueling my soul’s equilibrium. It shields, yet at the same time, leaves you vulnerable, to love’s continuum. Its mission, its determinative purpose. Embolden the heart, to endlessly rediscover life’s sublime, undiscovered love!
In likeness, hearts in correlation, kindred souls. In its constellation, clustered realization, oneness of its imagery. Its muse, its amusement, its stimulus in relation. Paralleled in its alliance, harmonized dependence. Inviting, invited, its open invitation. To know its depth, the richness of its breadth. Philosophy of its bond, reference point of its symmetry, its interconnection in relations. The interdependence, its benevolence, relevance of its fullness. In state, its fate, it being; love’s way, its sway, effects of interrelations. Likeminded hearts, intertwined souls, knowing its inception, the impression, its consequential perception. The link, fundamental linkage, chromosomal love in relation!
In every aspect of nature’s breadth, its essence, harmonics of its song. The melody rings, its harmony sings, joy it brings. In every dawn, the heart fawns, breath calms. Soul swayed, lyrically played, moved by nature’s divine presence. Birds sing, bees hum, heartstrings strum, to the breathless beauty of nature’s sum. Come one, come all, answer the call, in love to fall. Seasons change, reason remains, nature stakes its claim. The ambience, the texture, growth a perspective of time. Days we name, pictures we frame, fear we tame. Its colorful complexities, the capture of love’s beautiful necessities, giving its wonderful opportunities. To do, to be, live in harmony. Heart and soul’s rhythmical expression, emboldened by love’s eclectic muse, the symphonic sound of its allure. Nature’s charm, time’s subtle arm, love that does no harm. Summer’s steeze, autumn’s breeze, winter’s freeze, baring springtime’s squeeze. Indifference, love not enamored, with all that jazz, heart not blinded, by meaningless razzmatazz. Instead, the soul moved by the simplicity of love’s poetic symphony. How it flows, how it shows, it glows, how it grows. Momentary blues, giving way to blissful hues, life’s treasured clues. What nature creates, heart contemplates, what the mind can’t debate, love conquers hate. Heartfelt impressions, every soul’s confession, giving credence to its inevitability. Time and space, serves to precipitate humanity and nature’s destiny; in harmonious progression!
In life, every soul sets sail, prepared to be the captain of their destiny, but sometimes it’s swayed, by how the wind blows. The turbulent seas, unforeseen waves. The heart, gustily navigating life’s counterintuitive sees. Another hiccup, wanting to rock you to your core, making you swear, you can’t take any more. The smooth sailing moment, your soul now taking in water. Your heart, not sure if your faith, would be able to walk on water? In the midst of the storm, courage whispers into your soul; anchor your hope, ride out the storm, into the distant sure. New horizons, awaits adventurous spirits, beyond oceanic blues. No journey, is ever without its hiccups, they’re a part of life. In an instant, suddenly; the tide can change, even if it seems ten foot waves. Fear, beats against your hopes, looking to capsize your dreams, but, hope is never lost. Whenever hiccups come, don’t hold your breath, it shall pass. Hiccups, just a momentary spasm, don’t make it a monumental chasm. How, we get through every hiccup, determines by your resolve. When, life interjects the gripes, don’t cry the proverbial blues. The best remedy, sip a little bit, of love’s refreshing gripe water, and let your soul be!
Have anyone ever said, your heart is showing? Did someone say recently, your love shows, I see your heart? Can everyone truly say, you display unwavering compassion, and it’s refreshing? Don’t, let your love be a production, just a show. A dramatic play of words, but yet a thoughtless soliloquy; an act one, scene two, but having no character. Endearing love, a show of strength, of affection, of support, of gratitude. Appreciation for, not seeming like a meaningless exercise. But, showcasing the heart and soul, showing the true beauty of its color, deep crimson hue. Love, doesn’t need to put on a show, to be deemed visibly authentic. If it hides itself in plain sight, there will never be a display, of its wonder. Provoking one’s intellect to ponder, does it demonstrate as genuine? Deep love shows, is shown, is showing; the unveiled breadth of its manifestation. Vulnerability is real, the struggle isn’t what it prevents, but what it won’t allow to be seen. A heart hidden, is not concealed by flesh, but cloaked in one’s fear of the unknown. Will your heart be trampled on, will your love be abused, will your trust be broken; what if, what if, what if? Every day, heart gives love the courage, to rise from the ashes. Faith’s substance, gives hope the freedom. To act, let the heart be vulnerable, for love’s sake. Love never needs to show off, but will always show up, and shows through. In times such as these, the show, must go on, be that proverbial heart, on display!
A Love Story! 
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