Tag: love

Acoustic Hues!

Bated breath, heart awakened by every strum, beautiful lullabies of love’s angelic hum. The soulful allure of its deep breadth, heartstrings swayed by every sublime tug. The soul utterly breathless, waiting to hone the subtlety of its tone. Every verse, like a chorus of angels, singing love’s harmonious symphony. Within the beauty of its touch, love whispers into the soul, hush. Let its rhythmic flow sway, no need to keep it at bay, let it cascade. Tears, never a sign of weakness, moved by the melodious depth of love’s acoustic hue. In the artistry of its essence, simplicity of its message. “Always and forever, each moment with you, like a dream, that somehow came true.” Love’s acoustic range, meeting you where you’re at never strange. If not just echoes of verbiage, but felt as the instrumental true nature of its texture. In its deep river, love drowns sorrows, the soul immersed within its bliss. Wayward thoughts, captured by love’s acoustic sound. Heart and soul, stimulated by the profound clarity of its distinct vibe. A heart finely tuned, recognizes the pitch doesn’t have to be perfect, just the tone and tenor authentically pure. Throughout the soul, love’s endless song amplified, even if moments would rather replay old jazzy blues. Love’s cord, not what stringed will proclaim, but its hue will acoustically allow to deeply linger. Its rendition, its representation, its aspirations. Gifted love, nuanced its heartfelt acoustics resoundingly felt. Nestled within the warmth, perched within deepest places of one’s anthemic soul!

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Inspiration’s Muse!

Would you be open, to allow your muse to be my inspiration? Can my words inspire your heart, broaden your soul’s perception? Caring isn’t just sharing, but daring to be true, even if your heart would rather sing the blue. Would it be profoundly intrusive, if I deeply touched your heart? You see, I’m moved by you, my innermost, revealed within the deepest place of your being. Oh, I know, sometimes you’re just not compelled by my creed. Indeed, until actions proceed love’s need, does the deed. Creative expressions kindled, sway meaningful exchange. My assurance is evident, in you so prevalent, you inspire me; “to be better than I was, more than I am.” Your bravery’s endearing, vulnerable isn’t an easy place, the trek to get there so necessary, to embolden the heart’s growth. How do you do it, persuade me with such confidence, to never provoke with satire, but invoke with the flame of love’s poetic fire? I know, I can become emotional, so easily mused with much heartfelt desire. Opinionatedly versed, could never be adversed, when love sees you at your worst, while offering you breathtaking clarity. Monumental it is to know, love is the journey, miles cannot measure. You and I, one in the same, poverty or fame. Alone I could never inspire, it’s you I require. In the midst of it all, even when darkness falls, I answer the call. Inspiration is, as it does, motivate. In the depth of perpetual muse, I am, therefore you are. Your heart and soul, allowing the breadth within me to be love’s catalysts, an inspiration!

*** When inspiration quickens, the heart acts. When inspiration speaks, the mind is enlightened. When inspiration moves, the soul reacts, becomes inspiration’s muse! ***

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Motivation’s Triumph; the Distance Between! 

When, the distance between two hearts, makes it hard to believe. Love could never overcome, what seems two ships sailing miles apart. A glimpse into one’s heart and soul, likened to a lighthouse in the night. Illuminating love’s connection, its enlightened bridge, spanning the chasm that so often divides. Giving hope, that even in our darkest moments. A selfless heart, willing to shine love’s radiant light, doesn’t worry about troubled waters, or the distance between two hearts. When love builds character, it profoundly expands the breadth between!

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I Have! 

I have, it’s not mistaken, can never be taken, my faith in it never shaken. 

I have, my mind can’t evade it, what leaves the heart prostrated, the soul elated.

I have it so, even if my mind is distracted, it colludes with my soul, to help get my heart out of the clouds. 

I have, but it seeps, oh it spills. So breathtaking it stills, moves you so it thrills. 

I have, oh me, oh my; do I have to cry, heartstrings and its tie, gives you wings to fly.

I have it bad, some call it rad, mistreat it that’s just sad, not knowing what you truly had. 

I have, it never needs explaining, it speaks for itself, words struggle to convey its meaning.

I have, passion makes it infectious, compassion makes it contagious, its poetry immaculate. 

I have cause, but its undertone yells, touches the heart so it swells. Its whispers tell, silence can’t even quell. Ring my bell, wake my soul from its spell, my story is its well.

I have it, not this or that. I’m not confused, it my soul will forever choose, it my heart will never loose. 

I have and, proved its worth, its truth provokes. I say, I have it, but it says, it transcends heart and soul; but yet, we are.

Yes, I have, you have it, if we let it be known, the world to be shown. Every bit of its grit, makes the soul fit, the heart, sit up and take notice. What this is it, you ask? Love! Have it, indisputably, undoubtedly!

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Unannounced! 

Unbeknownst, yet so attentively; true love hovers at the door of your heart, hoping to be of service. Love comes knocking, if sincere waits patiently, to be invited in. Every unannounced encounter, love’s pronounced engagement. Letting your soul know, whenever your world’s shaken, its reassurance will profoundly still the chaos. When the storms rage, like an umbrella, love waits in the reign, ready to cover you with its presence. In life’s haze, into your soul its gaze, silencing fear of the unknown. When tears fall, mind is blown, with the strength of its might, your worth becoming its confidence. Even, if mind is clouded, heart dazed by life’s distractions. Through the window of your soul, love’s essence lingers, intuitively in the shadows. To break down barriers, build up hopes and dreams. With its firm foundation, the weathering of doubtful season. Love, though its intentions seeming unannounced, its spirit made known, by the beauty of its faithfulness. What’s a heart and soul to truly do, knowing in the midst of it all, love hovers within the stillness? But, be open to its advancements, captured by the enrichment. The silhouette of its quintessence, forever welcomed, unannounced!

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Love’s Undertone!

Come, put your love against my soul, don’t withhold. It would be lovely, if you could know, how gently love strums my heart, endlessly tugging every heartstring. Here’s the thing, behooves you to know; nothing I bring, simply I cling, breathlessly my soul does sing. Though, silently my heart beats, profoundly it speaks, deeply it proves. In melodic verses, life’s tempest stilled with every heartbeat. Come closer, touch my soul, feel the rise and fall of its every breadth. Come know the depth, in the subtlety of love’s still whispers. Underneath every breath, my soul utters softly, tenderly; do it again, take my every breath. Listen, can you hear it? Beyond words, one’s heart and soul is heard. When, love has its hold, words are emboldened, to never be understated. Hover between the lines, rest within every syllable, within life’s hush, love’s undertone, spoken! 

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The Tie!

Love, the tie that binds, heart and soul wrapped up, tangled up, within its beautiful expression. Providing the heart, texturized meaning. Love is the fabric, entwined to strengthen, what vows to do no harm. Defined, by its meaningful necessity, never redefined, a meaningless accessory. Love preserved, love revered, more than its charm. Love elevated, souls elated. Lashed hope, fastens faith, to one’s beliefs. A three strand cord, won’t be easily broken. Its breadth providing clarity, to the marrying of love and life. Love draws, its breadth binding one’s soul and heartstrings. In relations, evenly proportioned length, with, depth. A heart, laced with love’s passion, soul bound by its compassion. Fate’s connection, to love’s veracity, its truth fastened to one’s reality. Love’s quintessence, linked to its benevolence. Love will never restrain, it loosens. Allow one’s heart, the freedom to be, forever a soul secure within love’s divinity, its fathomless embrace. Mind, body, and soul, united by its profound essence, hearts never divided, by doubt’s restrictive prism. Shaped trust, curved will, ligatured love. Confidences bond, its freedom, in love’s boundless inevitability!

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Magnetic!

There’s no escaping it, no force in the universe like it, the gravity within love’s seraphic aura. Its magnetic persona, its gravitational pull, like a boomerang, keeping a heart coming back, for another encounter. Love’s magic, so magnetic, making the soul ecstatic. Magnetizes perception, in one’s personality, the perspective of its reality. Love’s magnetism attracts, it’s a fact, real love doesn’t put on an act, opposition could never detract. Futile skepticism, contrary to true optimism, beliefs blind to nepotism. Love exhibits, hopefulness tethers, life’s isms. Some words call it alluring, inquisitive minds say it’s fascinating, intuitive hearts know it as deeply captivating. In its totality, it bears all things, endures even when it stings. Love is dependable, relatable, its validity never debatable. Its relative, poised in its capacity. It will appeal, what time tries to repeal, the wounds that it heals. Some reduce love, as just a feel, but let my heart tell you the deal, it’s likened to steel. You can’t break its will, diminish it to just a thrill. When you truly need it, inspire you it will. Beyond attraction, the charm, it does no harm. Its focal point, a heart to heart connection, under gird with its essence. Its courage wields, its strength yields, its armor shields. It will insist, be just emotions will resist, magnetic love will always persist. Negative polarities it repels, with its positive authenticity. Engaging love, irresistible at its core, never a bore, living enthralled within its shore. Magnetic love, mesmeric, not for its potential, but adherence to its beautiful philosophy!

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Undiscovered Love!

My heart, has brought me to this place, my soul emboldened, to discover the unrealized essence, the constellation of love’s breathless gravity. Where love is the compass, the magmatic quality, quantifiable truth found within a heart’s depth. Compelling the heart, propelling the soul, to the undiscovered journey of love’s celestial plane. Its gravitational tug, my soul beholding its wonder, the beauty of its awe, the mind left with nothing to ponder. Love’s light, radiating within the soul, the heart orbiting the breadth of its nexus. At first encounter, instinct persisted reverse course, throttle emotions. But, like poetry in motion, resistance was futile, the heart was captured, captivated by a love one’s soul has never known. Strength and power unbeknownst, love’s unfathomable existence, beaming so pronounced. Stunned by its muse, one’s mind you can’t use, the heart alone gets to choose. There’s no engineering a way out, when love is so bold, to make closeness become the hold, in an atmosphere so cold. For, love’s intent to told, the story must unfold. Dangling heartstrings, one’s soul tethered to nothing else, but faith… in love. A heart tangled, discovering the nature its sway. The shift, acted so swift, the epiphany; concede love’s gift. Strong willed, wasn’t enough power, to withstand its pull, making the heart full. It seemed inevitable, my heart and this love, would surely collide!

Love’s contemplation, arrested my imagination. What’s a heart to do, when there’s an undeniable fact. To be one with love’s validity, is to never deny its inevitability. So, proceeded checked my sensors, my heart was racing, but, was it love winning, or my soul triumphantly losing? My heart shaped spaced anomaly, ornately repositioned phenomenally to transcend time. A heart, the vessel built not to evade love, but embrace its true purpose. Boldly go, where it needs to, explore new worlds, seek out life’s verity, an enlightened perspective. Position of one’s soul, eclipses what the mind believes irrelevant. To what the heart knows to be true, love’s encounter as providence. Its grip on the heart, a soul forever in its unbreakable holding pattern. It’s obvious, love as the Captain of your heart, the soul exploring uncharted spaces. Heart and soul, discovering love’s fluid benevolence. Its attraction; fatal, if my soul was to ever deny, it as my breath, the substance fueling my soul’s equilibrium. It shields, yet at the same time, leaves you vulnerable, to love’s continuum. Its mission, its determinative purpose. Embolden the heart, to endlessly rediscover life’s sublime, undiscovered love!

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