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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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Still.

Still, my heart wanting to be, my soul forever willing to become. When my soul’s perception looks at the nature of this moment, love still resembles its most beautiful portrayal. The vow still, my heart will, let every ounce of endearing love spill. Knowing, by you I will stand, still; love’s I do fulfill. Navigating my place, contemplating your space, love patiently keeping pace. Years have taught my heart this, love doesn’t shine more radiant every starry gaze. It’s more profoundly illuminating with every inward look, seeing that even in love’s momentary haze, its luminous aura still has the ability to shine so divine. Within the beautiful daylight, every beautiful moonlight, wee hours of the twilight; years later shining beautifully still. 

Love’s well holds so much, watered down love doesn’t serve to do much,  if not felt like a sublime touch. Love’s journey takes your soul far, every intuitive breadth beyond the stars. Love, through your eyes my heart is swept away, breathlessly into the depth of your soul. My gravity still this, blissful moments that take my heart’s every breath, held dearly beloved within love’s weightless kiss. Even when moments got real tough, the tides seemed overwhelmingly rough; still, wasn’t enough for my love to give up on us. Was never a fuss, give all my heart vowed; must, trust. We’re definitely worth it, our hearts absolutely worth it; this love endearingly worth it, still.

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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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Further!

The further, nostalgic moments tug heartstrings, the further, it propels enduring love’s trajectory. Love’s endearing reach, its profound depth does teach, heart to heart breadth compels. Each its own, what furthers the tether, what emboldens whether. True love, boldly go, further than any insignificant plateaus, love isn’t tic tac toe. Though, love attains, one thing remains, further it must still proceed, unrestrained. Furtherance, undergirded by the essence of its relevance. The further love goes, indicative of the place it’s always been; consistent. Its genuineness, furthers its benevolence, deepens its brilliance; years later, furthering its resilience. No heart, could ever drown breathlessly within love, without, first submerging yourself in its ocean. Deeper in love one’s heart goes, more alive one’s soul becomes. Love’s longevity, needs no epiphany, of its necessity. It just, waits for the opportunity, to fulfill its destiny. Intentional love, sees greater than peripheral, beyond horizons. To furthermore; lend aid, step up its aim, cultivate relations, advance love, nurture camaraderie, encouraging the heart to go, further!

*** This day, May 28, 1988, my bride and I wedded our hearts together, and further we vowed! ***

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My, Most Trusted Adviser!

So many, wanted to affirm my worth, but yet, never engaged my soul. My heart, only one dimension in being. They, didn’t have the means to marry, my heart and soul. What, makes the totality of every decision whole. Every, true investor knows, a lasting heartfelt plan, is never about the man, or what’s in his hand. Love’s heart to heart foundation, starts with the end in mind, the investment into love being sustainable. Love, in its most loving capacity, the trust built on sound advisory, does it speak volumes? Its finality, love so profitable, its benefits are financially sound. A love so priceless, silver and gold, lose its luster, in comparison. Love’s advice, never let your heart be miss led. It’s not what’s in your head, what lays gently on the bed; but, what transcends. Love, doesn’t have need of a best friend, it seeks a friend indeed. What, helps the heart heed, and lets the soul feed, on the sum of its goodness!

My consultee, wifey, for the he-man in me. Her loving investment, astutely advises this serious cat, to her I tip my hat. She’s a counselor to my heart, a gentle guide for my soul, a consultant to my hopes, a confidant to my dreams. Mutual interest, the fundamentals to love’s profitability. Life, the teacher every soul learns from. As for me, and my heart, love tutors my soul. Best advice, never reciprocate charitable love, through a legalistic lens, or it won’t therefore, become its holistic encounter. She, an aide to my soul, a helper to my heart. Her love’s so bold, never hesitating to inform my ego, you’ve been told. Her heart with no holds barred, her love never cold, never undersold. So, what supposed my heart to do, but fold; initiate dearest love, investing into my honey’s do, the due. Not try to fix her heart, but invest in her worth, love her unconditionally. And why not, when she is, forever will be. My heart’s, most trusted adviser!

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The Epiphany; We’re Not Together!

I’m the kind of person, that doesn’t like being late, going anywhere. Even to this day, you can set your watch, to my internal clock. I could give the time of my arrival to the minute, even hours in advance. If, I said I would be arriving at 4:23 pm, and someone said, see you by 4:30. I said no, see at 4:23pm. My daughter and friends, even made a game of it, and laughed every time I showed up, at the exact time I said. Yeah, punctuality and I, were best of friends, not noting the message it sent. How it left another’s heart, wondering where do I stand, if not hand in hand? The Epiphany, not yet revealed to my heart. You see, my wife was time conscious, but did not hold it in high esteem, like I did. Whenever, my wife and I had somewhere to be Together. Time would whisper in my ear, let’s go. My words conveying it to her, she saying out loud, don’t rush my heart. So, my heart paced, time cased my mind. The Epiphany, what a moment in the future, would enlighten!

So, time sent us on our way, the mood still, time whispering, cutting it close. We get to the parking, but all the close spots taken. Knowing, we can still be on time, maybe even get a good seat, if we walked fast. So, I walk faster, hoping she will keep up? Only to hear, wait; “We’re Not Together.” And even though, I heard it time and time again, the Epiphany, eluded the years, outpaced my heart. Leaving love wondering, how could it ever be incidental, if the breadth reveals its totality? You see, synchronization of hearts occurs, when togetherness takes hold, of time and space. Said that, to say this. Years later, the Epiphany, was made clear, you’re leaving me; “We’re Not Together,” When, time knows its place, love therefore in its totality, never becomes; Counterintuitive!

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Forever Will Be!

Like a beautiful flower, blossoming so tenderly. Love’s sweet fragrance, an incense with a distinct aroma. True love, has that thing, that deepens with time. Falling in love, not knowing why, becomes just a feeling, that; “Je Ne Sais Quoi.” But, when you know, that it was destined, it becomes deeper than just a feeling; but love’s profound destiny. Real love, will never make your heart and soul question why; do I, can I, should I, love you always? If the reason is pondered, how then, can a heart ever embrace its wonder, love’s forevermore? Its gentle presence, sways your soul, moves within every beat of your heart. Its rhythm, more than the mind could fathom, words could ever articulate. Love is, not just a head laid on your shoulder, but the heart of love, resting gently on your soul… forever!

I’ve been asked many times; “what’s my secret, to a lasting marriage” The answer’s always the same, “LOVE THE ONE YOU’RE WITH!” Within the lens of a flawed perspective, love will never be perfect. It’s not about finding the right person, “but YOU becoming, what love needs you to be. The moral to love’s forever, never question its validity. Instead, let your heart and soul seek to know, the breadth of its everlasting truth, found within the strength of love’s existence!

May 28th, my wife and I, will celebrate our thirty sixth year anniversary. Last May, my wife spent eight weeks in the hospital, after suffering a stroke, which she’s still recovering from. Not wanting to let the moment pass, I brought some flowers, dinner, and we watched a movie on my tablet. You can’t always control, the circumstances life brings, but the secret lies in, making the best of the moments you have!

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I Will Be!

The strands in your heart, keeps my soul tethered, to your endearing love. The colorful moments in love, paints our hearts in a graceful light, revealing the beautiful nuances of love. Profound love is a display, the portrait hanging on our heart. The deepest meaning, love’s heartfelt ambiance, captured in the mosaic beauty. From the moment, love made itself known, whispers penetrated my soul. Love persuading my soul, don’t be better, when love grows older, but be everything; love makes the heart able. Love, takes the soul to a better place, if the heart willing. Love is living proof, actions speak, when words are hard to find. Even when, voices in the wind, tried to tell my heart, we didn’t belong together. But, they couldn’t have known, my soul, knew chasing after the wind, was meaningless. Empty words, could never sway a heart, destined to be one, with forever. I don’t, desire to dress up my heart. I rather bare my soul, let everyone see, what love is. Love faces heartache, will test time, but not meant to counter; just encounter love’s breathtaking nature. Faith propels belief, compels hope; guide dreams. My soul, doesn’t need a special day, my heart a hallmark moment, for my love to be the enduring expression. Daily, her love elevates me, to celebrate my boo, share my heart too, give my love true. If love, doesn’t soar to new heights, want to fathom depth, how can the heart, know the breadth? Love asked of me, to let this be my confidence. If my soul is sincere, my heart always there, love will be dear, till the end of time. A heart tangled up, a soul held breathless, in strands of love. A loving shoulder, a strong presence, a gentle spirit; faithful love. Whatever her heart and soul needs, I’ll be!

Sunday May 28th, will be our 35th wedding anniversary. With my wife being in the hospital, and though I will be there. This will be the first time, we won’t be able to celebrate it, on our terms. But I am grateful, that we are still able to celebrate it together!

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Ain’t No way!

For me to love you, is my pleasure. For me to want you, for my heart to, need to breathlessly, watch your love bloom, become a beautiful flower. Ain’t no way, my heart would ever, let love wither. Ain’t no mountain, my love is not willing to climb. Ain’t no way, my love would ever leave you. When the heart falls, my love will be there, to catch your soul, be everything you need. Ain’t no way, I won’t, give all of me. My love got you, hold on to my heart. Fear is just a lie, running out of breath. Fear can never, overwhelm my heart, love is what makes my soul, breathless. Ain’t no way, I would ever abandon your heart. My heart is not ready and willing, to let you go. For better, in the worse of times, in sickness, in health. My vow is predicated, trust the foundation, truth the essence. They say, love is blind, but my love has always been deep. Blindness is a stigma, that could never stop this heart of mine, from seeing clearly. Ain’t no way, for my heart and soul, to love you any less. Love’s lessons learned, won’t become a display; if the heart isn’t in it, love. Ain’t no way, I can ever be, someone I’m not. Profound love, leaves the heart exposed. My faith and love, can never be lessened, by distance. A heart beats a mile, not to know minutes, but live in moments. Nothing my heart would face, could ever change my love; ain’t no way!

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This I Promise!

If the vision, becomes unclear, through all the tears? This I promise, my love will be there, by your side. When your heart is hurting, here is where you belong; in my arms, and in my heart… forever. Your heart, will never need to hide, behind a painted smile. The portrait of love I see, will never fade, what my heart knows. Your love, is an angelic portrayal, of a Nubian Queen. No one, will ever know the beautiful place, reserved for your love. Where, I promised to have, and to hold, you within my soul. The roses are red, violet never sing the blues, and the love, takes your breath away. This I promise, forever will endlessly echo our love, until the end of time. How, can a heart keep from singing, when Always, becomes the love ballad. Many battles we’ve faced, two hearts as one, how in a lifetime the trust becomes, one heartbeat. The secret, in realizing a special love, lies within the truth of knowing, love’s intrinsic providence. When, love knows your name, the heart is given the words, the most beautiful heartfelt expressions. I promise you never, will I remiss, being the love you need. I don’t, believe in fairy tales, I believe in you and me. When, love is an endless tale, written on two hearts? Always and forever, will be the unbroken vow!

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