Tag: heartfelt

iTraded, Love!

  • iTraded Love my heart, so my soul could know the true breadth of its sublime.
  • iTraded Love my time, so my heart could devote to love my undivided attention.
  • iTraded Love my hands, so love will have the means to always take me by the heart; keep my soul now and forevermore… breathless.
  • iTraded Love my eyes, so Love could always peer keenly into the depth of my soul, take my breath to its deep places.
  • iTraded Love my thoughts, so all of my heartfelt contemplations would only be thoughts of love.
  • iTraded Love my soul, why would I ever need a soul, if love wasn’t the very reason my heart’s essence had a purpose?
  • iTraded Love my voice, so love could whisper into my soul; forever tell my heart I’m its joy.
  • iTraded Love my breath, but why not? I will just lose it again and again, the very moment it tugs my heartstrings.

Truth be told, I am who I am today because Love asked of my heart, let me be your Everything, and without hesitation; iTraded, all I am!

WCR

Love, You’re the Reason!

Love, you’re the reason, the reason within my why,  

The reason I hope, reason within my dreams,  

Reason to my rhyme, why every day I smile,  

Knowing my faith will never be hopeless.  

Love, you’re the very reason why my heart spills,  

Reason why the breadth within my soul fills.  

You’re the air within my lungs, the gasp within my heart,  

You’re the reason, my soul never waits to exhale,  

You’re my every breath.  

You are the reason, my soul knows the essence  

Of your sublime peace. Your beauty is spectacular,  

The reason my breath gets taken, stolen moments  

Leaving my soul breathless.  

Love, do they even get it? You author the depth  

To my poetic verse, the very reason to my endless muse.  

You’re the reason, my heart knows joy begets happiness,  

And I have absolutely no regret, giving you full reign  

Of my heart and soul.  

WCR

Even Forever More!

From the day of my heart’s birth, my love story being shaped, the form of my forevermore. Naivety tries to tell  one’s heart, falling deep in love makes needs weak, but intuitively one’s depth of being learns; only a breathless soul fathoms the breadth of forevermore. Time after time, with the sheer strength of its will, love whispers to my soul’s stillness. Telling my every heartbeat, what rhythm it needs to catapult its belief, beyond the unknown. No other presence could ever move you by its essence, make one’s soul feel that way, heart’s every pulsation captured by its sway. Love’s kiss upon my soul, words lips could never convey. Whatever breath escapes, my soul exhales endlessly, faithfully until it breach forevermore. Love reaches, not just to meet my heart where it’s at, but stretches my mind, body, and soul beyond point of resistent, to my heart being what navigates the gravity of my love into transcendent spaces. Even, forever more!

WCR