Redux
There’s comfort as I bathe in your loyalty.
I can count on your faithfulness to the script we are writing.
This love story of commitment and devotion is like none other.
I adore your dedication to our cause.
I can depend on you, my reliable partner.
You’ve been steady, for the most part.
True to me, for the most part.
A constant when the world wasn’t.
My staunch champion, solidly there for me.
I think you can be trusted.
Originally published 9/18/2018 on I Write Her.
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she strongly suggests
i would rather be alone
than connect to a dimensionless relationship
who needs betrayal
who needs loneliness
who needs lackluster moments
substance is what she craves
someone solidly in her corner
with a strong commitment to her humanity
a partner 100% in her corner
providing passion, support, and love
offering a surprising but genuine commitment
it’s not just about feeling safe
it’s not just about being cared for
and it’s definitely not just about being available for a partner’s whim
side by side
two entities respecting one another
wanting the best for their future and each other
for remember
passion doesn’t linger
it goes where its tempted
Looking at the world around me, I see a tremendous amount of beauty, but woven into the fabric of living is much that is distressing. The sadness and cruelty that falls upon the young ones, the vulnerable, and the innocent ones is heartbreaking, and worse some of us humans don’t even care that it happens. What is wrong with our world?
Children didn’t ask to be born. They are entitled to have parents who are loving, nurturing, kind, and not dysfunctional. Many days and nights, even doing the best that I could be as a parent, have left me with guilt-induced sadness. I know that I didn’t live up to what I thought should be great parenting; I made many mistakes.
As adults, we have a responsibility to provide the next generation hope their lives will bear fruit in a world that is notoriously treacherous to navigate to begin with. They deserve only the best. If all babies were born wanted, loved, and raised appropriately, future generations would thrive. Maybe. I hope.
bonded in a pact
harmony with each other
fine maturation
It’s Earth Day! And just as important, it’s my wedding anniversary. 🙂
It’s not the thing that is romantic or just filled with sexual tension; it’s when our bodies, minds, and instincts agree—there’s something substantive and wonderful there. It’s worth pursuing and preserving.
Struck by Ramblings of a Fragile Mind
All
my
life
I’ve
waited
for this
The
feeling
of certainty
That
thunderbolt
kiss
I woke up still feeling the touch
That visited in my dreams
Delicate and flirty
Intentional and every bit a surprise
I shifted and
Closed my eyes
Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #179
the body reaching for happiness may be fragile
but the spirit holds on to the ring tightly
as the preliminaries proceed
with vows said and the ceremony over
the commitment begins after witness attestations
their lives now joined and recorded for history
now the fun begins! *
*take that to mean whatever you think it does 😉
Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #155
with our hands clasped
we thwart the descending light
pushing on
pushing further
even lost
we’re together
Redux
Reaching in you’ll see it’s hard to find me.
I’m a discovery to be accessed when my psyche is at ease.
When I see you mean me no harm,
I’ll surround you like quicksand.
You’ll be immersed, enveloped by who I am.
You haven’t even begun to uncover what I want to give you.
Yes, may we always… ❤
May we always know what it means,
When a person loves
And when no other words
Can prove true trust.
For it is a beautiful pact
Two, side by side
In a single world.
Of their own.
May we always.
May we always know what it means,
When a person loves
And when no other words
Can prove true trust.For it is a beautiful pact
Two, side by side
In a single world.
Of their own.May we always.
Yes. May we always. For trust is a hard thing to find in this world. Thank you, Lexa for your thoughts. 🙂
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