Her Heart

in searching for comfort
found was a warm blanket of love
wrapping around my heart

an offering of safety and security
halting all the fears
at the door of our home

our intense passion flowed both ways
gifting each other expressions of nourishment
and declarations of love with our minds and bodies

then…

the roaring waves became still
more like the ebb of ripples in a pond
lapping up against me

and like carved sand on a shoreline
the deep impressions left behind
slowly washed away

leaving only one set of footprints

Reblogs – Laura Denise & Penny Wilson

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

Furry Mates

Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #176

a human’s side-kicks
adorable companions
have dogs, will travel

Rolo leaning on Sadie

This prompt was perfect timing! I had the pleasure of spending last weekend with these two little cuties and their human. It made our business trip much more delightful! Not only were they affectionate and fun to be with, they provided us some free advertising for the business we attended. Many people stopped at our table just to be able to say hi to these adorable creatures! Of course, the people were rewarded with kisses for the attention given.

Rolo and Sadie go wherever my friend Stephanie goes, whether in the office, at home, out on the road traveling across state lines or a short jaunt down the street. They are her constant companions, and seldom are they separated. Both Stephanie and the dogs sense a void when they are apart from each other. I got to witness that first hand. Smiles, coos, baby talk and engagement are what the dogs crave and their companionship is what gets Stephanie through her day. They are like a symbiotic unit, neither doing well without the other. It’s wonderful to see that kind of love and adoration. I’m also glad that they seem to have accepted me into the family.

Reblogs – Christine Bolton & Michelle Navajas

Some relationships are awful, and some are great. Love sure is a gamble.

It Takes Two to Tango by Christine Bolton

A tango of emotions  
in my heart   
My nervous system  
runs on high alert  
and my mind feels like  
it was struck by lightning  
Your magnetic force  
is like rubbing against  
sharp edges  
of bad feelings  
Revelations come  
rushing in   
I have had enough

Life by Michelle Navajos

love me
without
limit.

hold me
without
disgust.

kiss me
with
passion.

embrace me
with
devotion.

together
we breathe life
to a new beginning.

Reblogs – Candice Louisa Daquin & The Blighters Rock

Lust, desire, love – it changes us.

Acquiescence by Candice Louisa Daquin

Misused word as it is
Boiled in yellow jars for Winter keeping
Yet without transparence, instead, smoke
Succulent mystery, preserved in silent hem
As the smell of furrier and clay pigeon
Stays memories close to their pinching garter
These spent years darkling, indivisible
Poured too fast, some too slow, caution
A girl without hat in cyclone
Your hot fingers inhabit me, I belch recollections
As stars discovered when rain clouds part
So your claim, a thin chain around my throat
Never let go, whispered as we both, sank
Stones in our mouths, plum forgotten in haste
I possess scripture in my chest, atonement
Rings my eyes in manic luster, you swoop
Past the sun, eclipsing need to breathe nor swallow
I turned to the tread of you on my neck
Staring up at bare branches slick with nectar
Finding your lips on mine, rapt plunging claim
Of your hands running electric across years
I’d you’d carved me open, I’d offer no less
This steaming pained need, unquenchable
Set in annul, your black eyes roave the expanse of my heart
Yes, I breathe, yes I cease
Against the shore you wash against, sore inside for your ruthlessness
Misused word as it is
Pull the string, smother light, kneel low
Here … Here … Yes.

Embrace by The Blighters Rock

they emerge from stone
a passion hewn from marble
lovers forever

A Love Dilemma

Pixabay.com

Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #268 & Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Sweetheart

a kaleidoscope of questions
forces discussion of private matters

who can i sleep with
what makes a woman

who may i love
what makes a man

why are bathrooms controversial

can’t everyone just mind their own business
i just want to be able to call you my sweetheart

Reblogs – Anonymously Hal & Upasana

Passion can quickly turn to animosity or indifference. Either way, it’s painful to endure.

Shrapnel by Anonymously Hal

We ignited each other
like pipe bombs.

Our harsh words
sailing into one another
like shrapnel…

And leaving nothing

but ragged scars
and bloodied flesh.

red rainbow (38) by Upasana

they leave
and leave
and leave
and leave again
until we stop caring
about their absence (and presence)
and learn to live
in the home they abandoned
without thinking twice

Unexpected Passage

Inspired by Moonwashed Weekly Prompt #129 – Lovingly & Reena’s Exploration Challenge #267 – in that one moment

in that one moment
adoring me lovingly
didn’t know it would end

We were good, we were gold
Kinda dream that can’t be sold
We were right ’til we weren’t
Built a home and watched it burn

Mm, I didn’t wanna leave you
I didn’t wanna lie
Started to cry but then remembered I

I can buy myself flowers
Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours
Say things you don’t understand
I can take myself dancing
And I can hold my own hand
Yeah, I can love me better than you can

Can love me better
I can love me better, baby
Can love me better
I can love me better, baby

Paint my nails, cherry red
Match the roses that you left
No remorse, no regret
I forgive every word you said

Ooh, I did not wanna leave you, baby
I didn’t wanna fight
Started to cry but then remembered I

I can buy myself flowers
Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours, yeah
Say things you don’t understand
I can take myself dancing, yeah
I can hold my own hand
Yeah, I can love me better than you can

Can love me better
I can love me better, baby
Can love me better
I can love me better, baby
Can love me better
I can love me better, baby
Can love me better
Oh, I

I did not wanna leave you
I didn’t wanna fight
Started to cry but then remembered I

I can buy myself flowers (oh)
Write my name in the sand (mmh)
Talk to myself for hours (yeah)
Say things you don’t understand (never will)
I can take myself dancing, yeah
I can hold my own hand
Yeah, I can love me better than
Yeah, I can love me better than you can

Can love me better
I can love me better, baby (oh)
Can love me better
I can love me better (than you can), baby
Can love me better
I can love me better, baby
Can love me better