Thoughts and memories of days long gone..
nerves and excitement fill the air
while some walk around to shy too share
others are living, walking vibrant stories
waiting to unfold with friends of old..
Father Time we can’t rewind — yet the past is vibrant in their minds..
we see it dancing in their eyes – the joy spills over and for a time
past and present intertwine..
It’s good, it’s right
their hearts delight and they let themselves get lost to the magic of the night..
And the days of old become moments of gold..
to where we’ve been
To all we are
To all we aren’t
To where we’ll be
And all we’ll see..
For life keeps going
and we’ll keep growing
as each step holds us up through the badder and the worse; pushing us on to the better and the good..
Unsaid words sung in my heart
Remind me of our once upon another time when I made you mine..
Write me something beautiful was all I could say..
Because I was touched right from the start —
your markings are etched on my heart..
so let’s keep stepping on each stone that’s raised
never losing sight
even in the haze..
moving on toward that special goal where the love of two makes us whole..
crooked or straight
created from life..
past & present
join, intersect and form us..
binding us tight
What we hold near&dear
become our truths..
what we see, what we feel, what we believe to be real
Is how we deal..
it can grow us or
choices to be made..
It is ok and sometimes
it is right to live in the crookeds..
There will be no finding the straights..
For there to be a shadow
There has to be light
let your focus be on the bright..
Burgeoning, flourishing, alive..
each moment budding into a better person..
suddenly aware of how much life is in each moment;
lived or wasted by choice..
the trajectory of the moments changing..
sending me flying into orbit as I discover the many shapes of me..
My heart – a geometry of sorts..
Lines curves and angles all intersecting..
an arrangement of the parts of my heart all stitched together into a beautiful symmetrical love..
battered, bruised and chipped apart
but we are solidly rooted
grounded in love..
misshapen – with an unspoken beauty-
an inward badge of hope, courage and strength..
We stand strong
like the statuesque oak tree that weathers the storms –
as it creaks and moans in its’ twists & turns..
we -too- bend to the mighty winds – growing in wisdom, connecting and forming to other branches – until we are so solid – no force can shake us..
standing firm in our twisted stance – we are beauty –
catching the eyes of passersby
sharing feelings of great expectations and desires of hope..
You speak and the magic begins
The breath of your words enchanting
awakening me to such things I’ve never known..
every fiber of my being
hanging on to every syllable..
craving the melodic sound that is you
the most gentle calling of love
My soul hears you
My heart grows to you
My mind absorbing you
intertwine your hands into mine
Feel what I am
Be drawn in by the magnetic love that is you&I
Where I am weak
You are strong
When I am lost
You are found
Together we are one
Unending loving bond..
He knocks her off her feet
Taking her breath away
Looking right through her
Never felt like this
It hits her with such force
Like lightning to the heart..
She loves him so
To the depths of her soul..
sweeping into her life
Loving even deeper..
It is crazy
Here they are
Here there everywhere
No idea where life will take them..
The way he loves
is so beautiful
One of a kind..