Her Groovy Heart

She’s so groovy, her heart dancing free. You see, her love has never needed anything to prove. Her love swayed so smooth, my heart and soul jumped the line — bought a forty-year ticket, so my heart groove endless abound her soul train. Grooving together, life’s deep beat brought the funk, love sublime brought the fun. Year after year, we both spun the record of our hearts — the one and two, you and me giving love’s dance floor its sweetest vibe. Our Dearest Joy, 80’s funk branded our love its groovy little DJ. The rhythm, the rhyme, vibing to the end of time. My heart captured in the flow, my soul basking in the light of her luminous glow. Yes, her love is such a groovy thang. And even when the lights are a little dim, my heart slow dances to my favourite love song — You are my lady. Sweet lady, words that once got lost all those years ago, whisper its love notes in a timeless way. There’s nothing that I’d rather do, than spend every moment with you. I love you so. You’re everything I needed and more. Keep it coming love, come dance with me. Rest your love on my heart, let its due seep onto the dance floor of forevermore. At no point would my heart, ever be ready to let you go.

*** This piece is a special tribute to my lady, celebrating her sixteenth birthday… again. Her heart and mine, has been grooving on the soul train for 40 years, her sweet sixteen being the first. August 26, 1986. ***

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Love’s Timeless Brilliance

Love’s Timeless Flower

They’re just something, undeniably something about love’s timeless beauty. Its quintessence has such a presence. It glows with a captivating radiance, shimmers incandescent with just a subtle glimpse of its light. Breadth of its intimacy irrevocable, nature of its ambiance tangible. Deep love is more profound than crimson, breathtaking with every gaze into its fathomless depths. True love eclipses the moment, leaves you breathless when it leans in and takes your heart. It’s an endless ocean, a river drowning you in its poetic flow. Its richness words can’t convey, its tenderness a heartfelt sway. Love is like a timeless flower, its strength a monumental tower. Love has a tell, a beautiful spell. Love has a rhythm and a rhyme. Likened to a classic story, transcending space and time.

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Embracing Life’s Journey | Courage, Faith, and Heart 

Life is a journey from the moment we take our first breath. We enter it dependent on others to help guide the way. Not knowing where the path will take us, we learn how to stand strong navigating life’s sway. Step by step, growing stronger and wiser one day at a time. Living breath by breath, letting passion and compassion elevate the journey moment by moment. If mountains high, let your heart soar. In valleys low, in deep rivers true love deeply flows. The story unfolds, the pages untold, with courage so bold. You only need faith to believe, a life lived well received. Your heart on a profound journey, a beacon of hope so free. Shining bright for all to see, for that someone who may be following — the luminous light they see in you.

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Dance of Life: to The Rhythm of Love

Dance of Life

Heartfelt dance of life, heart and soul captivated by love’s endless sway. Courage taking the lead, your soul finding its timeless groove, heart dancing to the sound of its freedom. Moving to its rhythmic flow, your heart find everything it needs, swaying to the sweet melody of love. Day after day, rising to give yourself away to love’s breathless prance. Your heart taking a chance, finding grace with every endearing glance. Resting your heart on love’s shoulders, wrapping your trust in the gentleness of its embrace. Together strong, resilient hearts swayed by the heartbeat of love’s never-ending song. Love’s sweet release, rhythm of its soothing peace. The dance of unity, of love and sincerity; cheek to cheek feeling the sublime sway of its tender remedy. Love’s bass coursing, heart strummed harmoniously like an acoustic string, making the soul sing. Love’s simplistic vibe, the symphonic comfort that it brings. Rat-ta-tat on the dance floor of life, heart dancing unapologetic — to the rhythm of love’s beating drum.

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Finding Yourself in the Quiet Details

In whispers of Grace, you find your way, where the quiet details play. Standing amidst the joy, the noise, but above the fray. Hopes and dreams stay, heart dancing dipped gently by love’s graceful sway. Hold tight your voice, never letting it stray, anchored in a prayerful way. Inner peace, and its quiet strength inspires worth so profound. Just like the morning light slipping through life’s curtain unnoticed, landing softly on your heart’s breadth. Seeking a moment to take your breath’s exhale, love transforming everything into something beautiful. In the intimate details love’s truest essence lies, heart filled of butterflies. Finding yourself isn’t rhetorical, a spiritual journey to find yourself — part of love’s heartfelt muse.

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Heart Exposed: The Intimate Essence of Love

Does it ever feel, as if love’s sublime breadth is distant — your heart grasping to feel its deep, intimate connection? They say love is in the air, but that’s because it hovers within the stillness. Love is more than a feeling; its presence is closer than your own breath. So tangible, you can feel its touch, moved by the warmth of its embrace. Beyond the momentary haze, it captures your heart with its breathless gaze. Deep love leaves an unmistakable mark on your heart. Its tattooed ink imprinted so deep, its essence seeping so sweet, out of the crevices of your soul. True love is so real it could never be a myth, but an unfathomable bliss, your heart and soul forever captivated by its heartfelt kiss. Its encounter leaves you lost for words. Its impact shifts your soul so deeply. Its significance shapes your heart so profoundly. But this, this is the truest test of sway. For the heart and soul wide open to its ask, it will endow you with its irrevocable truth. Love is the greatest gift. That frees you to wholeheartedly bare your soul, leaves your heart unapologetically exposed. It lingers like the morning dew, drenching you with its poetic due. Paints you into its portrait, its beautiful muse forevermore within its rosy frame.

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