Song Inspired; You’ll Never Stand Alone!

Girl, from the moment we met, your love could never, hide from my heart. Could never avoid, drowning in the depth of my soul. You’ve placed it there, in trusted there to be, the safest place. No lock, no key needed. Your love has access, come search my open heart. One moment in time, I vowed, love my witness; you’ll never stand alone. My love will always be, where your heart needs it to be. Whenever, you need to be held. Hold out your love, take me by the heart. Hand in hand, heart to heart, let’s reminisce. I love this, if we don’t let time remiss, our love won’t digress. Into me see, the unyielding, texture of my love. And if, my heart makes the rain fall? Don’t despair, I will be right here, in the moment. To wipe the tears, cover you with my love. Shhh, there’s no need for words, your love is so close to my heart, it speaks to my soul. Even, when it seems I’m sleeping, I’m just resting in love. In the stillness, my heart is quieting, listening, waiting to exhale. My inspired hopes, realized through your dreams. On the cloudiest days, in the darkest moments. It will never be hard, for my heart, to see your worth. When the night falls, your love is a shining light, making my heart twinkle. Always, forever by you my love, free to be. Love teaches, profound love is learned. True love, has taught my heart much. Whatever, need will be required, my love will be near your heart, to become. I believe in love, I believe in you; you’ll never, stand alone!

Sweet lady, your heart is a delight. Your smile, the sunshine, in the moonlight, your beauty glows. My heart, refuses to let your love lose. But yet, we need direction, we still get lost in love. Every day, let your stroll through my mind, and search my heart. My love will be there, assuring your heart, you’ll never be alone. No other woman, has ever touched my heart, made me bare my soul. For you to feel loved, for you deserve love. I won’t let your heart, feel alone in this world. And if, you can’t find the strength inside, my love will be strong for you. Don’t ever, be scared to reach out your heart. My love will be there, you’re not alone. There will always be a home, in these arms of mine. I will never, let your heart go, let your love stand alone, in my deep river. My heart will be there, to help guide the way. Trees sway, but my heart will stay. Only swept away, by love and devotion. You’re an inspiration, my heart is not ready to let you go. In this life, in this heart of mine. True love, a perpetual bloom, a crimson love. The water falls, my love cascades, my heart concedes. Yes, to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health. To love and to cherish, till death, I pledged thee my heart. When time finds us breathless, my beloved bride, in my heart; You’ll Never Stand Alone!

This song inspired, in memory of Whitney Houston. Since 2018, I’ve taken a moment, to honor the heart. Take one of her songs, and write a post in her memory. Her life, August 9, 1963 to February 11, 2012. She had an incredible gift, but unfortunately, her life is also a perfect example. To show that if we don’t truly guard our heart, we can end up straying down a darkened path. The light of God’s love hovers, but it’s for us, to NOT let the darkness, eclipse the enlightened way! You’ll never stand alone, released in 1998

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Staying, in Love!

Falling in love, the heart-felt process. The heart races, hoping love doesn’t stumble. Love is about endurance, not the mind racing so fast. The breadth starts to withers, the soul becoming winded. Love is a journey, to forever. With the enlightenment, the understanding becomes clear. Love is anchored, by trust, and commitment. The heart, confirms the feeling, the soul, comprehends the meaning. To live for, to be in, to Stay; in love forever. When the mind questions, the heart needs to know the answer. To be, or not to be? Love, holds on to memories, the heart holds on to love, the soul holds on to forevermore. Some say, love needs to be everything, or nothing at all. But love says; if it’s true, love will undoubtedly be Everything, the story was meant to be. Love, an in-depth collaboration. The soul writes the story, so the heart can tell the tale. Love sets the ambiance, the heart feels the texture. How can love go wrong, when the key to Staying, is being faithful, with unconditional love!

Love, creates a beautiful picture, expressed through the soul, in a thousand words. Love lives for you, love breathes for you, love dreams for you; love gives to you. Love is nourished, love is relished, love is cherished. There’s no need, to make it hard, or complicated. Love is believing, love comes down to Staying. Whether your heart will, or whether you won’t. Love is, hearts in perpetual bloom. Life, too short to wake up, in a flowered bed, scented with love’s regret. Falling in love, it’s so easy to do. Staying in Love, therein lies, the true essence of love!

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Hearts in Bloom!

When, love speaks with tulips, the heart, dances through meadows. The soul, speaks for it needs to, the love, reciprocated because it needs to. My May flower, her love, lavished within the reign. Love’s passion, the fruits of our labor, cherished in every season. The changes, the beauty, hearts in bloom. Rose petals, in the shape of love. Violets hue, cascading the breadth therein. Love expressed, being naturally expressive. A true display, love’s deepest expression. The richest of love, blooms the most vibrant colors. The soul, feeling the sun rise. The heart, knowing the sun shines on love, on the cloudiest day. Love in bloom, emanates the fragrant affection, of love’s aroma. Love, at the heart of feeling, in an ever changing world. Forever in love, at the deepest roots. Love is the reason, hearts see a faithful bloom. When, the heart chases the butterflies, love attain wings, to fly. Love gazes at the sunflower, bask in subtlety, love’s perpetual afterglow. Love, will never be a bed of roses. But yet, the heart can be profoundly moved, by love’s endearing scent. Love is my baby, love is my wife, love is my forevermore. Hearts in bloom, will never be more loved, than in the moments, loving the essence!

Happy Anniversary, you are, my perennial love! May 28th, will be 34 years married, for my bride and I. When God’s love, is truly at the center, forever is attainable!

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Sweet Love!

Your love, such a special treat, so delightfully sweet. When, I look into your eyes, your love always tasteful as creamy caramel. Mrs Brown, eyed complexion. My sweet lady, there’s no complexity, to the love we share. If it’s not one heartbeat, how can sweet love, last to the end of time? Girl, your heart has never been shy. To let me see into you, to indulge my soul with endless love. Milady, I will hold open the door, show you my heart. I will forever adore, everyday give your heart more, of my sweetest love. Will appreciate you with this, celebrate you with bliss. Never let your soul miss, when my heart utters I do, still love you. Babe, heart to heart, how we walk to forever. Lets hold on to love, like we won’t ever let each other’s heart go. Sweetness, will never be my weakness. In the moonlight, your love sparkles like the starlight. In the daylight, your heart shines like the sunlight. By candlelight, how our love gazes, into our hopes and dreams. Your love, the thing in my heart, the presence by my side. Love, the word to consume thoughts, the river to drown hearts. Mi Amor, my buttercup, my candy girl, my valentine; you’re the sweetest honey. My sweet dreams, are made with these!

Happy Valentines, to every heart! For my bride and I, this is our 35th valentines together. Many have asked me, “what’s the secret, to have a lasting love?” My answer, “love the one you’re with.” Don’t try to change them, adjust your heart’s perspective, to make it become the love they need! Whether it’s days, weeks, or years together? Make the moments, in love’s embrace truly special. 365, how much days a heart needs, know true love, and find forevermore!

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Song Inspired; Piano Man!

Nine o’clock on a Saturday, the rise and shine. But, before checking off a honey do. The feel, love’s kiss upon my soul. To let my heart say, honey; I do, love you. To let her heart know, my love won’t be tone deaf, or “B” flat. Beyond lip service, love will note, how my heart sings. In the depth of soul, a piano man. Love, the sounding board, for the heartstrings. Love struck, shades black and white. If the love, not enhanced with the truest colors. I don’t, ever want to play the fool. Thinking I’m too cool, to show love what’s in my heart. Now, and forever. A piano man, let’s the love stand upright, be upfront. Displaying love in the right key, becomes a ballad unforgettable. A moving melody, with the profoundest harmony. Love with the right acoustics, resounds as a finely tuned stringed instrument. A heart, showing love’s the reason. Why real love, has a distinct rhythm, to the rhyme. To help avoid, the “C” sharp. The first Cut, always the deepest. The “F” sharp, becoming the wrong pitch. The “G” flat, another apology; Gee, I didn’t mean it. The “D” flat, playing Dumb; did I do that? Love’s the key signature, to be in unison. So the love doesn’t resonate, to “B” minor. But lyrically sound, in “A” major, heartfelt moment. Love in sync; Always, Forever!

Love, with a good vibration, won’t let the heart, be struck by a damper. Love with a pure, fervent tone, speaks in volumes. Digitally, Electric, or Grand… in scope. Violets are blue, roses have petals. True love, let’s the heart drink for free. Lights up the soul, with the moonlight. The ambiance, creates a beautiful glow. Love showing there’s no other place, two hearts in twine would rather be, but serenaded by the light of love. When, love has you feeling alright? The heart knows, the soul swayed. So even when, the years shuffles in. The piano man, and his heart of hearts. His special love, still listening to their favorite love song. Cheek to cheek, the love never gets old. For it’s unconditional, the years undeniable. With no need, to ever make love. Be, what it was meant to be, endearing. The fond memories, love in stages. Showcasing, how the breadth of love, deepens. Some days, have sadness, some incredibly sweet; I know them complete. Today, and even the days, I wore a younger man’s clothes. Love, play for my heart another song. Touch the right key, enamor my heart’s cord; leave my soul, breathlessly… once again!

Piano Man, a song by Billy Joel; released in 1973.

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The Tailored Heart!

Dressed to impress, will never show, what’s in the heart. The texture within, the fabric of your soul. Tailor made, may show well put together. Your heart on your sleeve, do you wear it well? Rags to riches, every heart has a story. But, do you have a heartfelt love story, to leave a heart speechless. Love, let it show, so a heart can tell, if it’s tailor made. Love, not only about what you can see, but the love you can truly feel. Heart to heart, two souls in love forever. Tethered, by a loving trust, anchored by the deepest love. Tailored, by the needed commitment, treaded by the truest love. It’s not about, what suits the moment, but what changes the heart. Real love, has the power to profoundly alter, the essence within. The bond, becoming even stronger. When, you’ve tailored your heart, after the right kind of love!

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A Storybook; The Hot Dog!

Girl, I remember; when your love stepped to me. You were in my vision, you picked my line… of sight. I’m sure, you must have liked, what saw… on the menu? I was sensing you, but you weren’t hearing me. You needed to, and I needed you; to tell it to my heart. But instead, you spoke to my ego. Why, are you upfront? Guys, are usually in the back, checking their temperature. Yeah, she said it, and did I it. Relished the opportunity, for the Hot Dog challenge. Oh, it was on. She got me cheesed, and wanted to take a bite. I loving said; “whatever the girls can do, I can do.” She, rolled her eyes, and my heart, had a role to play; not get my back up. I could see, she must have thought, I was a winner. Well, maybe, perhaps; she thought it. This Hot dog, a real wiener. Yeah, she stepped to me, and I stepped in it. My heart, not letting the love Ketch-up, to my brain. To alleviate, putting my foot in it. So, I checked it; my posture, my attitude. My heart, she may have stolen it. But, I played it cool, and showed her love. I wasn’t, about to let the moment. Become a pickle, in a jar of clay!

This Hot dog, took a stand. Yeah, I was feeling it, the heat. But, with a loving gaze, just smiled. And said, can I have your heart; I mean, your order… boo. And serve it up, with a smile. What-ever, just give me a small fry, guy. I was tempted, but didn’t up sell. Instead, gave it to her, my heart; in my daydream. She paid, left my mind, but not my heart. Afterwards, it dawned on my heart. One plus one, you and me. First impression, less than super fly, in my hat and all. She, probably didn’t remember, a certified hot dog. Her grade, must have been an “A”. Coming in, she certainly didn’t know. McDonalds, had a hot dog… on the menu? Her love, was the vision, in my dreams. Then it happened, a month or so later. She walked, back into my heart, she couldn’t stay away. She got hired, and we lived happily ever after. The end! Well, not quite. First, I had to win, her heart. My hotdogging, wasn’t a nothing burger. Love, there’s no secret to it. Build the layers, and add in substance. How, two hearts, stay in love. Everyday, say can my love, serve you? Thirty five years later, the order of the day. Her love, my heart, together forever. With every visit, in our daily encounter. There will never be, any false advertising. Just true love, for a lifetime!

A Memoir, of a storybook encounter. Dear, memoir. This entry, about the encounter, at my hot dog stand. It was, the summer of 86. When, her heart levanted, into Mickey D’s. She was looking, but not expecting. That a hot dog, would be on the menu. She was fly, and so was I. A well dressed, Big Mac… daddy, for our future kids. She stepped to me, with her sassy smile. It registered, with my heart. I returned a smile, and said to her; welcome, to my heart. Her love, and my heart. We hit it off, from the jump. Profound ooks were exchanged, with some back and forth. Her love, was dancing with my heart. She rolled her eyes, she surely much have thought? Oh boy, isn’t he something. Yeah, sweet and sour, that was the flavor flave. But, my kind of sweet talking; it needed work. Yeah, but tongue and cheek, it enhances a delightful encounter. A tasteful love, becomes deeper, lasting, with a bit of humorous expressions. Through the years, nostalgic memories. Remnants, of a hot dog stand… off. My heart, will never leave her hungry, for love. Just frank, further to the point. Let our hearts, be exposed, for the world to see!

I hope, you all enjoyed this storybook. A true story, of what happened. When my wife and I, first met. I was working at McDonald’s, when she came into my line. Back then, the guys worked in kitchen, and the the ladies worked up front, except for me. She questioned me, the back and forth. She rolled her eyes, left the restaurant with her order. A month or so later, she got hired. She said, I was arrogant, and wanted nothing to do with me. Thirty five years later, the storybook is not romance. But in love, for a lifetime!

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The Love, in You!

I’m, not always strong. But, the strength of my love. Will always be enough, to hold your love, close to my heart. What you need, what my heart will always be. Faithful to the end, of every breath. Thirty five years, two heartbeats, living with one distinct sound; love, always, forever. An example, of what happens when. Your breath divinely held, by love’s tender whispers. For when, love cuts the deepest. In the trenches, the battles lovingly fought, on our knees. Not to see, the change in you. But in me, be another profound change; by love’s undying breadth. The surrender, begets no retreat. Into a shadow, of what love’s supposed to be. The tether, the woman in you, needing the man in me. Be a gentle soul, you can still lay hopes, on the man in dreams. The love, holding us tenderly, with endless devotion. The warmth, likened to a breath of fresh air. The gentle touch, that says so much. The love, taking us by the heart, to beautiful places. Our hearts, being the canvas, in a love painted portrait. The storybook, telling the tale, breathless. If walls could talk, they would surely tell all the secrets. What my soul said, with my eyes fast asleep. But my heart awake, breathing deeply felt words of love. Through the night, to the enlightened moment. In love, awakens more and more, through the years. Every day, the vows renewed; I do, love you. Poured out, with the fragrance of heaven. The true meaning, the love in you, knowing the love in me, intimately!

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