Tag: Life

The Defender!

Heart to heart, Love defends!

Truth, its aura even if mild-mannered yet profoundly just, powerfully defends your heart with inalienable might. From the depth of your being Hope swoops in, its breadth swaying cape-able, be the defender of your heart’s posture. Faith, with laser-like focus, its faithful ability has power that will transcend mere physical restraints. The greatest of these, Love. Its passion stands tall, ready to answer the call; its unfathomable resilience wields such compassion, able to break a heart from its chains of doubt and despair with care. The texture of its essence, inner woven within the fabric of its tapestry. With unbelievable instinct, Love leaps into action, with resolute aspirations. Acts with open arms, to safeguard you from harm, heroically with its charm. Love is patient, kind; never brag or boast of its strength, hence. Love’s presence hovers instinctively, takes you by the heart intuitively. In a flash ready to aid, in heartfelt dash not afraid to show vulnerability; its inability to withhold grace. With overwhelming confidence bares its innermost humanity; past grievances never rehashed. True Love shelters, shields, intentions revealed; protect your heart and soul with unwavering zeal, regardless of how it feels. A defender of Truth, of Hope, of Faith; never looking to be called a hero, just what has no pretense, Love!

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Pressed up Against!

Love’s breadth, its essence presses against my heart, gives my soul oxygen to exhale. Whenever, I substitute it with my own breath, it becomes just a-gasp. Deep love not letting the very air I breathe, be in essence another ordinary breathtaking moment, its quintessence not being of its ornate breadth permeating within. When life intervenes love takes my breath, puts my heart in its place. So the vantage point can be the perspective from whence love sustains, and life my heart has strength to restrain. You see, love has me by the heart, takes my soul’s breath to precipitous heights. Love’s actions of a heartfelt soliloquy, acting out with no desire for dramatic effect, just act wholehearted elect. Through an optical lens love lends itself to be, a heart lensed with focus being love’s most optimal perception. Of my heart would never suffice, if my soul not pressed to understand love’s true gravity, exhaled through depth of one’s enlightenment. Moonlight, star bright, love hold my breath within thy endearing might. Make my gaze thy sunlight, my soul never slip through thy enduring spotlight. My soul taking flight, giving my heart better sight. Love having its way, every enlightened breadth swaddled in its sway. Love’s gentle nudge pushing against life’s overbearingness, its faithfulness not willing to budge. No space in between, love pressed up against a heart’s most impressionable place, with breathless haste!

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Of its Pastel Hue!

Meticulous, how love paints its most beautiful masterpiece, essence of its artistry never ambiguous. Artistic impression of its depth a work of art, deepened by the texture embedded within the boldness of its endearing expression. Tapestry of its sheen, its nuances so keen, clarity of its beauty naturally seen. Vibrancy of its warmth, heart and soul brushed deeply with the richness of its purest patina. Deep colors displaying its warm mosaic, the most profound exhibit elevated to be a picturesque landscape, its portrait transcending. Of its organic nature deeply beautified, its subtlety never understated, how its breadth sways so lightheartedly. The boldest of allure, seeping from within the effervescent crevices of an abstract veneer. Crayoned the start, penciled an art, never of a figment heart, synonymous of what pigmented lays bare. Soft and delicate, indicative of blossoming etiquette, predicated wholeheartedly. Heartfelt depiction of its pastel hues, by design being love’s contextualized muse, colorfully protruding!

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Sweetly!

Sweet Love, You are my soul’s joyous delight, indulgence of my innermost. Take me sweetly by the heart, to the sweet bye and bye. But, before my soul traverses the breadth therein, the gravity that takes my deepest breath. Intimate love, into me see, does your sweetness bear witness within my soul? Within the valley of shadows, walk with me, talk with me, hide my fears within the clefts of the hollow. Every day, my soul makes room, hear my heart’s love song bellow. My every heartstring strummed like to that of a breathless cello, hello. Roses are red, violets true, love deepens the crimson hue, within the depth of a heart’s more pleasant flower. Oh love, every hour, cue the violin, cue the orchestral tears moved by love’s sweet cascading sway. Its touching melody, textured essence of sweetened tapestry. Sweet dreams are made of these, how love rests so tenderly upon my swaddled soul. Hold my gaze, this not just a heartfelt faze; set my soul ablaze, emboldened of you be my most earnest praise. Words spoken softly, of love be the purest honey, dripping of love’s sweetest sublime, time after time. Chime in at any time, nurse my heart’s rhythmic rhyme, be love’s endless little twinkle, twinkling like an endearing star. Candid love, be near never far, nudge my soul profoundly with gentleness conveyed. Saving forever, love swayed endeavor, heart in heart forevermore. Love, oh love, irrevocably of thus I am; an endlessly seeping dam, pierced sweetly ever so… 

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Living Enlightened!

Enlightened living, heart and soul daily exercising healthy love. Stimulated by life’s visual cues, emboldened by love’s conceptual muse. Laughter repelling periods of momentary gloom, with the compelling nature of love’s heartfelt light. One’s aura doesn’t need insight, for its perception be illuminating. Life gives adverse perspectives greater understanding, giving enlightenment of one’s frame of reference greater clarity. Whenever, one’s heart seems lost within the fog of life’s journey. Don’t allow your soul to recede into the darkness, enlightened hope steps into the light. Allowing one’s heart to become a lighthouse, shining ever so inspired, with a light so deeply moving. One’s soul doesn’t have to desire the spotlight, for its light be incandescent. The moment we look inward, we come to the realization that, empowerment radiates inside out. Heart and soul, rising up boldly to display its intrinsic potential. Exhaling the benevolent breadth of love, the beauty of its essence draped with overwhelming grace. Intentional living, knowing it’s not how one’s journey begins, but how revealing becomes the progression? How enlightened it sways, knowing along the way, love never counts the cost, giving insightful aid to the lost!

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My May-Flower!

My May-Flower

Love, you’re the essence of a flower, fragrant, rich, vibrant, nuanced. From the depth of my soul, I tell you the truth; your picturesque beauty, all my soul will ever need. May I, evermore celebrate your sway, speak deeply of your pleasing way? It’s August, but in perpetuity my May flower. Hour after hour, love’s reign yields its beautiful shower. Love, may my heart take this moment to savor its rosary, give love’s breadth its due? Can my soul, relish its flowery nature, the sweetness of love’s crimson hue. Oh heart, don’t be silly, hope floats like deep rivered water lily; while breathtakingly hearts drown in love’s ocean. Love gazes breathless, with the scent of misted Daisy, love’s delightful kiss upon my tulips. You see, the summer of 86 there was A-gust, a cool introverted breeze, by love my heart seized, forever swept away. Sixteen candles, wished upon a star, but who can see that far. Yet, the winds of time blew, and the years flew, of love’s reign its heavenly dew. My May-flower, of heart’s wedded bliss, this, love’s cascading mist. Love, may I, pour from my soul of your overflowing well, what makes a heart swell; love, etched within the pages of my story’s poetic tell!

*** This week is my wife’s birthday, we met in the summer of 86, that August we celebrated her sweet sixteenth birthday. My May-flower she became, when we married May of 88. Over the years, I make a point to celebrated her. As some of you know, May 2023 she had a stroke, and we ended up celebrating our anniversary in the hospital; take out dinner and a movie, on my table. She’s still recovering, with my heart and soul as her caregiver, and God as our source. My days are long, but my full, caring for matching hearts. And, as long as I have breath, love’s celebration will forever be! *** 

In May of 2020, I wrote a post called; the vow, a glimpse into our story. I’ve included the link, for anyone who would like to read it. The Vow!

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Before Words!

Before words, heart heard, humming ever so slowly, moved ever so deeply. Before words, love’s dawning, heart’s yawning; soul awakening. Before words, love fell, heart swell, emotions tell, lost in l.o.v.e’s spell. Before words, love falls silent, captivated speechless contemplation; time still in motionless progression. Before words an inkling, heart tingling, love over-thinking. Before words, love tours, heart pours, along breathless shores. Before words, stars align, love define, moment enlighten. Before words, captured moment, love’s unveiling story. Before words, the unbeknownst breadth, my heart’s beating; exposed!

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Quote Me; Inalienable Breadth!

A soul invokes its truest breadth, every day, letting the heart take a moment to breathe in God’s love. So, both heart and soul can exhale its inalienable grace! 

 A heart immersed in love breathes inherently, knowing the divine nature of its breathless depth, your soul resting deep within its enabling breadth! 

Every heart becomes accustom, knowing the soul breathes intrinsically accustomed, to the empowering breadth of love’s sublime nature!

*** Go ahead, quote me; my heart’s intent, this would unapologetically provoke! ***

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Of its Blossoming Hue!

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Of how it perpetually fills, butterflies traversing heart’s tumbling thrills. Its hills alive, echoing the sound of love’s breathless melody. Mountains yielding one’s soul ever-rest, heart of a warrior doing its best. Never needing tip toe, just let faith conquer life’s unbeatable foe, with the strength of love’s poetic sway. Fear giving way, to the breadth of its glorious sublime, time after time. One’s joy nourishing, one’s confidence flourishing. Heart and soul relishing love’s nurturing need, never needing to act coy. Beautiful springs, cascading falls, flowing of love’s tranquil river. A sliver of its nature, flowery essence of its beauty. Picturesque lilies drenched in its substance, hovering deep places. Bellowing seas, blossoming trees, colored leaves, fragrant ever-needs, favorite things made of these. Fresh herbs, loving verbs, passionate nerds, love’s gentleness never left perturbed. Enveloped compassion, developed passion, love’s confident expression. Pathway to empowerment, illuminated journey way of encouragement, life’s paralleled gateway to enlightenment. Love gifts the soul, beauty wrapped in a bow, kept close to one’s heart. Treasured nuances of its meaning, love presenting itself as its most meaningful offering; muse of its blossoming hue! 

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