Tag: Life

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!

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You Are, My Forevermore! 

You introduce the sunlight to the moonlight. You are a bright light, a twinkling starlight, shimmering within the twilight. You are my gravity, the weightlessness within my heart. You are the wind swaying my soul, you are my wings; making my confidence soar, like a lion my worth roar. You are the ocean, making my silent river deep. You are the depth, fathoming my deepest breadth. You are my every breath, my heart, my soul. You are the interpreter of my silence, advocate for my soul; you are the voice within me. At my best you see, at my worst you know; into me you deeply see, I need you. Intimacy alone doesn’t move you, my heart’s posture what proves you are. My well, of what my story tells, the words I write. You are the rhyme, every day; my reason, my breathless horizon. My forevermore, Love, You Are!

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Love’s Artistry: its Divine Work of Art

Has love’s sublime palette, painted your heart in its breathtaking masterpiece? Deeply textured, though flawed in its nature, heart and soul knowing love’s endearing canvas, creates such a beautiful portrait, masterfully coloring outside the lines. The enriched essence of love’s beauty, crafting a stunning artwork, through the lens of its artistic heart-work. Love’s heart-shaped palette, its pigmented characteristics layered profoundly; one’s soul brushed with the depth of love’s natural earth tones. Blend of its warmth, its complexities, composed in its deep rich tapestry. Love’s breathless hue, one’s soul painted with the ornate breadth of God’s most breathtaking design; one’s heart dipped in the artistry of love’s graphical wonder. Its presence commanding such an inspiring tonal; soft tones, vivid imagery. Abstract colors enhancing the feel, the touch, the quality; love’s picturesque persuasion, framed!

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Awakened Love: Journey Through the Depth of a Soul

My love a deep river, my soul its fathomless ocean; my heart on a lifelong journey, traversing the beauty of its depth. For years, the breadth of my heart was content nevertheless, drowned out by the calm within my own stillness. My soul satisfied, living breathlessly within an introverted sea. Then, unbeknownst to my heart and soul, the current within my soul’s perspective shifted; my silent river was provoked, stirred deeply. Within the essence of my being, my heart encountered an endearing swell; my soul utterly swept away, by the weight of love’s proverbial dam. My soul having its moment to breathe, the water gently receded, but love already had its sway; within my heart an irreversible change. Suddenly, floodgates opened, everything inside my heart love’s continuous spill. Tell me, what’s a silent river to do, when love profoundly bares your soul, your heart left forever exposed; letting every ounce of its content seep. And now, my silence so revealing, every day my heart being revealed; love has made me its muse. Now I know, my words never struggled to become, my heart needed its moment to be; until the ocean within my soul, became irrevocably awakened. The river within my innermost flowing free, silent no more!

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Inked: A Heart’s Artistic Journey!

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!

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A Love Story Written in the Stars!

Her soul discovers tranquility beneath the stars, wrapped in love’s gentle embrace. In the serene embrace of love’s starry gaze, her soul discovers a profound peace, a sanctuary where her heart finds its eternal peace. Amidst the quiet whispers of the universe, her soul radiates, letting her love glisten as its constant, the serenity that captivates her very essence. With every breath, every gaze, her soul is swept away by the quintessential hue of love, a warmth that seeps from the crevices of every heartfelt encounter. In the stillness of her reflection, she finds her North Star, guiding her with the reassuring twinkle of love’s promise. It’s in the quiet moments, her worries cease, in the solace of sweet peace. Love enters her quiet space, softens textured haze, enlightening her soul with the vastness of her cosmos, the shimmering breadth of love’s reign; released by her breathless exhale. Quiet contemplation, appreciating love’s endearing care. No force, no circumstance, can ever untether her soul from the gentle tugs of her heartstrings. In these cherished moments, her soul is deeply moved, resolute in its devotion, forever finding peace within love’s starry gaze!

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Imagine, What if?

Imagine a world where words resonate with your heart so deeply, it profoundly shifts your perception of love. So much so, it leaves your own words utterly speechless. When kind words reason with one’s heart, its generosity intuitively seeps, love empowering one’s soul wholeheartedly to receive; instinctively perceive its reason to be meaningful. When thoughts are provoked, one’s mind instinctually lets the breadth in one’s heart be, what ponders if a heartfelt impression. Invoking the soul’s consciousness to weigh in, if it concurs, a reasoned contemplation. The reasoning more than just sound, but profoundly defined, deep down. When we allow our heart to hear clearly, every spoken word therefore seems sincere. True love doesn’t fixated being a hero, everyday let the strength of its character be its only reason. Just imagine, what if? 

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A Love Thang!

I’m a simple man, with a complicated heart, yet from the start; if truth be told, I’ve got this thing. So serious, it makes my bell ring, my heart sing. I know how this sounds, but yet so profound; this thing tugs every string, and oh, how much joy it brings. This thing is so groovy, how its deep rhythm moves me, and every day; it deeply behoves me, to let its sway forever hold. Oh me, oh my; this is such a groovy little thing. Every time its rhythmic flow sways, my soul dances to its smooth lyrical twang; oh, what can I say, I’m just a simple man. This man doesn’t need much, just know the embrace of love’s simple touch. Me and my lady, we have a nice thang, a wonderful thang; a truly special thang, the real thang, such a deep thang!

Lady, it’s the little things, the itty bitty things; that keep my heart a loving thang. All the little things, the little sweet loving things, that show your heart’s my true love thang. Candy girl, sweet lady; woman you will always be, my one and only love thang. Lady, we will always have the thang, my everything. But, what’s a thing, if it’s not a good loving thang? Girl, you done know, my heart will forever big up your loving thang. Tapestry of love, texture of a dove, taking wings of a heart up above. There’s no feeling better than knowing, a sweet love thang!

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