You Are Passion,
Breathing.
You are Love,
This Pounding Within
Shall Never Cease.
As Long as this Heart Beats,
As Long as You Shall Breathe
Passion,
This Yearning for You,
From the Depths of my Soul,
Shall Ever Yearn.
Though All Else May Come
And Offer, Proffer,
Love Sees You
And You Alone.
Love Desires
No Other Than You.
All this Longing, Love,
That Breaths and Sighs,
That Heaves and Tries,
Is My One Heart,
Alone,
Without You.
Waiting in Breathless Anticipation,
Striving for that One Moment
When Two Shall See One,
When Looking Upon the Other
The Soul Shall Know
And Breath
Passion.
~Morgan~
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The moment the soul knows — that amazing, electrifying, terrifying moment. Beautiful.
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I can only imagine, but yearn for it each day. Cant Wait! 😀
Thank You 🙂
Blessings~
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Your words stir me again. I too yearn, this heart of mine. I see “Life” as unending, and IF this Love is not of this “portion” of my Life, then so it shall be in the one Next. I have “seen” this Love, and this Love is worth waiting for. (sigh)
Until every Beat of my Heart is One with this Love.
Thank you, Morgan.
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I completely understand !
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A lovely brew of hope and desire–a lament within a prophecy. The words resonate with my soul. It was a pleasure to experience this.
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Thank You Ever So, Tam 🙂 I tend to linger in this place when Im not laughing.
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Joviality is my dinner jacket, pensive artistry is my skin. I enjoy wearing both, depending on the context. 😉
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beautiful – when we feel that strong yearning for one we love, me thinks that is the pulse of our innermost being, because it is not really engendered by desire but by love -= and love is what makes the world go round.
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I LOVE this thought, Indrajit! the pulse of my soul, speaking to me through pure emotion. Does it know something I do not, yet, know? Does it recognize the kindred spirit even before I do, consciously? (rhetorical queries, of course) Post worthy, perhaps 😉
You’ve made me wonder….
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it senses the kindred soul but more it senses the karmic goodness of its shell
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which shell, the kindred soul or its own? Just curious 🙂
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Thank you so much Patty. I love your Peace and Justice Award Idea 🙂
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The shell of the kindred soul – its own shell it knows well enough
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true…sorry that was a silly question. Thank you though…very much food for thought 🙂
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