Life is difficult to traverse but so much easier when love is near. When you find it, hold on.
The Light of Your Love by Laura Denise
The light of your love
casts shadows upon
those other times and feelings
I thought I knew
what love was,
or perhaps it was love
but not of the purest,
for the white blooms
that I have been drawn to
now encompass
our joined spirit,
and that is how
I always hoped
love would be:
a spirituality
transcending
far beyond
earth’s reach.
This love of ours
is no fairy tale,
no dream;
it is a reality
that exceeds anything
I could ever
mortally perceive–
holy union,
reunion,
remerging of souls,
the light of our auras
combining to form
the portal home
to the next level,
and in that moment,
love becomes
christened,
and we ascend
as one
into our immortal
beginning;
this time
our fusion
will withstand
all partings,
for we achieved
the highest
form in history.
Come, my love,
let us take this
to even higher heights;
the heavens
have anointed us as
Love’s Very Design.
It’s Always You by Penny Wilson
I wonder why when I dream, it’s always of you
You were the one. The one I said forever to
Years have passed without your smile
I’m resigned to navigate the days and nights in solitude
My heart aches anew each time it realizes that you’re gone
I tend to romanticize the past leaving out those rough times, on purpose
The good times were good enough to live on in my memory
Decades later when I dream it’s always of you
It’s good to know that you really are the forever one
The one I’ll always dream of
I Write Her 
Beautiful Poem Susi
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Yes, they are, Belladonna. 🙂 Glad you liked the author’s work.
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“It’s Always About You” is so true. I am still haunted, forty years later.
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Who are you referencing?
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I’ve tried to reply to this five times, but every time I’ve navigated away from this frame for whatever reason, everything I’ve typed here has disappeared.
Her name was Leslie, and from high school, to at least eight years later (not including our brief contact here on facebook), she was all things very good among lovers, but she was also capricious, selfish, and plain old mean.
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Leslie. She and I were very much in love, and she and I were carrying on like porn stars through much of high school, but even then, she would dispose of me for another of her flings. This went on for years, and the culmination was when she went wilding on one of her late nights, and I followed her. It was a horrendous evening, part of which I was questioned hard by the MBTA police, and eventually, we two made it home at about four in the morning.
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Well, at least you survived!
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Ooh, these pieces are so lovely, Susi! Bravo!
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Beautiful poems ♥️
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