It borders on my Sanity like a perimeter fence, locking out my Solitude, Barring me from myself.
And Chaos Wakens within me, like the Opening Eye of Daylight, the turmoil of My Soul.
Solitude is Beautiful.
Solitude is Violence to my Heart.
Solitude is something, although I have little or any Awareness of what it is exactly;
Still it Exists and is very much a part of me.
Yet it is rather like a Part of Me I could live without, something necessary, but not Vital in sustaining me.
It keeps me from Sharing that which I would rather not Share.
Or if I Would, I’d ought to not.
Or if I ought to not, I rather Would.
Silence And Solitude.
The inner workings of a Heart in Need of more than what it knows it wants,
But that it wants what it knows it longs for,
Ever Seeking that which it cannot find, yet yearns for,
Half of itself, lost in Time,
in Silence and Solitude
for that seeming Tranquility to be broken
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Love is the Passing,
Frailty of a Flower,
Shimmering Brightly in the
Warm Light afforded it.
But when the Wind blows
From the North,
It withers all away,
Falling to Dire Sleep,
Yet Spring oft’ Brings
Tender Life Anew.
And if this Love will
Flourish and Bloom,
Depends, My Sweet,
Beautiful Image found on Pinterest
Love is a Timeless Endeavor. It is not Fleeting or Transient. It does not turn its face away in times of trouble. It does not look backward, wondering. Love Stands Strong. It Holds Fast when mighty waves crash against it and when storms lash upon the shore. Love is not a Flickering Flame, washed by the currents that brush past it; Love is a Blaze, Burning Brightly, Radiating Fiercely, Lingering Long past the Elemental Inferno, where embers Softly Glow through the long night.
Love is not a shadow, lurking, suspicious and mean-spirited; it is not unkind or vindictive. Love Fills the Souls of Two made entirely for each other and offers an Irreplaceable Opportunity to Cherish and Be Cherished.
Love is not self-seeking. It does not look to its own needs, but only to Another’s. It Helps, Guides, Protects, and Guards. It Waits long past the expected time of arrival, Never Faltering. It Gives Without Recompense and does not wander when there is little. Love is Stronger Than Steal, yet far more Delicate than a Single Strand of precious silk.
Love does not waver or meander, tasting all the temptations along the way, but Hungers and Thirsts for One Alone. Love is Winsome. Love is Magical. Love makes the ordinary, Remarkable. Love Stands on the Mountain and Shouts to the Highest Heaven. Love Whispers just above Perception, Hoping to be heard.
Love is Breathless.
Love is Frenzied.
Love is Patient.
Love is Willing.
Love is truly a Many Splendored Thing.
When Love is
The Hours of Night Pour through the casement,
Secret, Yet Unhidden;
Clutching at my Train of Thought;
An Addiction that’s Unbidden.
Twilight circles Menacing outside the Darkened door,
Her Indigo spread wide;
Cloaking all my Reticence,
Until I’ve nowhere left to Hide.
The Hours strike and echo in this Brazen Reverie,
Impervious to Haste;
With You, Initiative is Sweet,
Though rarely ever Chaste!
Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer and Model. Thank You~
Sweet Entanglement of Blissful Sighs,
You Whisper to my Heart in
Songs only my Spirit knows;
Lover of my Every Whim,
ArchAngel of my Passion and Truest
Minister of my every Dream,
Reach, Sweetest Darling, with Your
Touch this Love that sends deepest Shivers
Through the very Essence of me;
For All I am,
All I could ever Be,
All I shall ever aspire to become
Already Knows you;
Your most Handsome details,
Your guileless Gaze Whispering
Of All You are,
All You could ever Be,
All you Shall Ever Aspire to Become;
Most Beguiling Kiss and Enamored Sigh;
Beautiful Original photography by: ~Jessica1986 on deviantART
Impose upon my Heart
Thy Love’s Command,
For I will more Willingly Obey
Than Draw my next Breath.
From Thee Alone does my Love and Life extend,
And if I cannot Breathe Thee,
I would choose to Breathe
Not At All.
Compel my Heart to Pound
For Thee Alone, My Love,
For it would more Ardently Keep
Temperate Time with Thine,
Than Beat a single measure Unaided by Thy Fervor;
And if I cannot Touch Thy Heart,
I would choose for mine to Beat
Not At All.
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Where wilt Thou go
Oh My Love,
Where my Soul would not Follow?
Unto the very Ends of the Earth,
Beyond the Seas of Stars,
Even there I shall Follow Thee,
Oh My Love.
For even as Time
Slips ever onward,
Entrapping and Enwrapping us
In Its Cosmic Web,
My Heart will Seek Thee, Eternally,
Questing after Thy Love,
Desiring only The Touch of Thy Hand,
Yearning for the Sweet Wine of Thy Loving Kiss,
Oh My Love.
In all my Life, as Truest Breath can tell,
I have Known Thee,
Waited upon Thee,
Longed for Thee,
Seen Thee in all others, who pale by comparison
To Thy Beauty.
Oh My Love.
Thine is my Heart,
Thine is my Soul,
Oh My Love.
Photography found at: http://www.mojan.com
Shades of yesterday traversing tomorrow
Lilting Memory of Joyful sorrow
Whispers Singing of golden hours
Tales unfolding like Blooming flowers
As Time unplaits her gossamer hair
A Rhyme and Dance
Calamitous and Fair!
Beautiful original photography by Jordan Cantel
Touch the Flame to the Burning Candle
And Brighten this darkness with Your Love,
For as Sweet as any Wine could Intoxicate,
You Bring Bliss to my Fragile state.
Caress my Senses with Your Softest Smile,
While the Moon ‘s dance Indistinctly sways,
For as Breathlessly as any Dream could Beguile,
You bring Abandon to my Pounding Heart.
Tempt my Imagination with Your Eloquence Sublime
And Stare into me like an Angel, Knowing All,
For as Divine as any Love could ever Be,
Are you, My Precious Darling,
The Sweetest Music to have ever Graced my ear,
Is a Jumble of Chaos, Clamor and Confusion,
The Entrancing Sweetness of You.
The Loveliest Masterpiece to have ever made me Stare,
Is just a spot of Mud smeared upon Canvas,
The Exquisite Masterpiece of You.
The Most Peaceful, Secluded Vale to have ever made me Sigh,
Is a Riotous Turmoil of Psychosis and Frenzy,
The Consummate Peace of You.
The Finest Dream to have ever Entranced me in Reverie,
Is a Nightmare of Unspeakable Horrors,
The Captivating Dream of You.
Perfection itself, in all its Splendor,
Is but Hideous, Blathering, Insanity,
The Unrivaled Perfection of You.
When I am not even Thinking,
Keeping me Focused
When My Heart is sinking.
Whispers Come softly
While I am still Sleeping,
Straightening my tread
On the Course I am Keeping.
Smiles Rain down
From the Heaven’s Above,
Reminding me Always
Of Unconditional Love.
Joy in the Journey,
The Lesson I’m Learning,
Walking Beside me, You
Keep me from Turning.
Yet, when I do Stray
From the Path Leading Home,
And when Doubts fill my mind,
Beautiful Photograph found on Google Image Search
Plighted before the worlds began,
Before I became Woman,
Before You became Man.
Sharing One Breath, Accord Incarnate;
Our Inseparable Fate.
Created as One, by birth Divided,
Always Seeking the Other,
Our Destiny Guided.
Living without You, OH Loneliest state;
Our Unalterable Fate.
Changeless as the Eternal Sea
I, Longing for You;
You, Longing for me.
Wordless Perfection, Sweetest Soul Mate,
Each breath bringing Closer
Our Inexorable Fate.
Beautiful Artwork courtesy of : http://www.lightascension.com
You may see me, day to day;
Laughing, Joking, hard at work
You may see me, night after night;
Sitting, reading, a single candle
You may watch me, week after week;
Managing to get by, while The Truth
You may Ignore me, year after year;
Never knowing my Beauty because of
Yet, if you look closely, it’s a simple deduction;
I live this Abundantly,
Photography by me 😊
When Daylight fades on the sill of the world,
And the Sweet Kiss of Moonlight seeks my face,
It is Then I feel Your presence closest to my heart
And know the Joy of Your lightest Touch.
When the Spangled Night is caressed by stars,
And Tranquil zephyrs Intoxicate my Senses,
It is Then I feel the Warm Touch of Your lips
And Shiver in the heat of Your Love’s Devotion.
When the night lark Sings to the Glistening Dawn,
And Venus in her orbit Traces the Ebon Night,
It is Then I Know Your Heart was made for mine,
And Weep in Love’s All Encompassing Splendor
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