Love is love
grand, in all its’ splendor
It stands alone
magical in all its’ moments..
euphoric
manic
The highest high
The lowest low
twist & turns that bring you to your knees
filling your heart to the brim
wild moments within
until it overflows..
Take a shot of courage
Give it your best
Accept it back with grace
be humble, be open
Forgiving & soft
Let your passion be unbridled in all things
your love be the place they rest their heart..
And it will be you who is set free..
Though the depth of despair lays bare your soul
There’s a beauty to your willingness to be broken
your openness to overcome is breathtaking
A mystery I’ll always try to understand
the warmth of your sun shines through
thawing the icy cold
I see the whole world in your eyes
your struggle giving you an inner strength
that is unexplainable
refusing to fall
You are a vessel of hope
Giving us strength
teaching us all monsters want the same thing:
destruction…
never let them take over
You are more than the despondency within
You are the light that guides me home
a heart wrenching wail..
so visceral – I feel you cut to my core..
Just let go
What used to be doesn't count anymore..
I'll teach you how to do it new
I won't let you say goodbye
I won't watch you give up
You cry out silently –
eyes begging for help..
see what's before you..
I will be the she who holds out her hand
The anchor who won't let go..
Hear the scream of my heart
listen to the loudness of my animal cry for you..
I'm the beast who will fight your demons
until your mind is no longer weary,
Until your heart is beating on its' own
Until your legs find the strength & courage to carry you home
Because that is what love does..
my imagination alive and well,
lingers on past the moments that fill my soul..
Tinkering about this quiet home and stepping around the sweet bodies sprawled about,
my thoughts race as I see the future before me and I hope, I wish, I pray for grace upon these innocents..
my humans..
such a gift; a purpose to love another soul in the most miraculous of ways
studying them in their slumber.. to watch the heart beat and know a beautiful life is within..
The dance of life can be loud, quiet, happy, sad, full and empty
But it's a beat worth moving to..
swaying to the rhythm
Keep shouting through life – your ears will love the sound of fighting for love
and your heart will live for it..
The curiosity of it all feeds my soul..
beautiful..
Melts my heart
You caress the skin
on my cheeks
lightly
like an artist
making strokes
with his brush,
and your fingers
come away
tainted with poetry.
Tell me,
how am I
not beautiful?
-Rupali Jeganathan | The Girl Lost In The Bookstore
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The feel so real
The fine powder of you covering me
dust in the wind
nerve endings fire up with the scent..
familiar connective tissues back to life
the debri of we falling back into a stable arrangement of lifelong hopes & dreams..
Yet the dusting of you never settles
as the gust blows through me
A cold blast of wind rips through my heart
pulling you from me
as I clutch on to the remnants of what was..
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