Tag: Life

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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Your Presence is Water!

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!

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Heart’s Quiet Contemplation!

Within stillness of the moment, dawn wakes, fear quakes; resolute breath takes. Tethered heart, anchor waves of emotion, soul immersed deep in breathless expectation. At will, contemplation spills, essence of love’s overwhelming thrill. Heart knowing, time revolves, life evolves, moments devolve, sway heartfelt resolve. Within quiet contemplation, conviction envokes, daily reflection invokes, aspirations provoked. Hesitations compelled, negative energy dispelled, love’s trajectory propelled; the tell, heart swells. Deep in thought, heart wide open taught, sanctum resides in love’s contemplative spaces. In its quiet beauty, in its captivating subtlety, providing profound clarity. If love’s contemplation therefore endless, its truest actions blameless, its very nature timeless. Petals of its crimson hue, lay bare reign of its soulful due. Heart drenched within the fragrance of its bliss, soul arrested by the sweetness of its kiss. Breadth of soul contemplating its rush, tears comforted by its hush, heart moved by attributes of its touch. In depth of soul, love’s sublime quintessence enlist resilience of heart’s innermost, in quiet contemplation!

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Encountering Deeper

When all’s stripped away, it bares your soul, leaves your heart forever exposed. Within elements, sentiment, unwavering evidence. Its convincing breadth, transcendent depth, love breathlessly moving your will, spilling of you its overflowing well. What love is, not the same as what it’s meant to become, deeper. What its essence reveals, its meaning can’t conceal, its truth never repealed. Realization my soul has come to know, my heart still perpetually needing; an encounter. Sometimes, the plan isn’t always to get so deep; yet nevertheless, place my heart needed to be. Love could never take one’s breath, encounter not significant, beyond the exhale. Love’s compelling nudge moving the heart with engaging presence. Love doesn’t bump into you seemingly, to becoming heartfelt, you pursuit it vigorously, to be deeply felt. Heart and soul, captured by its cascading stream, drowning breathless deeper it seems. In the stillness, floods the moment, love’s profound encounter!

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My Sublime Gaze, Becomes You!

How can a heart’s gaze ever be fixed on love’s true beauty, if its soul isn’t keen to the depth of love, deeply moved by the breadth therein? My eyes won’t simply gaze on outward beauty, without my heart provoked all my days, love’s gaze be observant intentional forever and always. Your heart’s requirement, be also of my soul’s desire. My heart’s starry gaze, not of intergalactic muse, but the cascading gravity within love’s poetic breadth. Its captivating imagery, its breathtaking symmetry. Right from the start, every gaze became your heart; distance could never keep intwined hearts apart. Into you the see, swayed by boundless intimacy’s plea, peer deep into love’s wondrous sea. The endless gaze into love’s heart, irrevocable glimpse into my optic soul. With every glance, love’s intuitive prance, never by chance. My heart does swell, my soul submerged in love’s deepest well. Of my love, breathlessly it soars like a dove. Gaze into me wholeheartedly love does whisper, share with me your stare, take my breath with its tender smile. Observe my charm, contemplate my essence with open arms. What words fail to utter, heartfelt actions beheld will surely cover, its endearing presence does hover. Love, my heart and soul you have forevermore captured; my sublime gaze, becomes you! 

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