Where earthly were you ebb twilight, my love?
Envisioning your presence, stargazing above,
Reclined, closed my eyes, felt your mythical kiss,
Long-awaited awareness, the breath of true bliss,
Airbrush of your lips and my soul began reeling,
The caress of your hair, my heart you were stealing,
Your soft, warm embrace then ending loves' roam,
A heartfelt concurrence, both knew we were home,
Then opened my eyes, I knew you were seeming,
Though under the stars you bond with me dreaming,
Know passions will gain us when time's opportune,
Quintessence coalescing beyond Harvest Moon.
A heart that has wings by TheLoveTrain, literature
Literature
A heart that has wings
Give me a heart aware time and its worth,
Soaring each day never touching the earth,
Ascertain love's chorus, ascending new heights,
Through time, a heart that will share in delights,
Give me a heart that beams love crowning hallow,
Not wealth, fame, or power contrastingly shallow,
A pulse that deems sacred life's joyous ideal,
Thus beams the heart with immeasurable appeal,
Give me a heart that's dauntless and true,
A crimson leap forward in faith that's anew,
A beat that won't skip at the stir of true love,
One dauntless divine with a heart so above,
Give me a heart guaranteed that I'll stay,
Not bent on possession, companion dismay,
Yiel
Every golden sunrise, drop of glistening morning dew,
Rainbows spanning endless skies and atmospheres so blue,
Silken multicolored butterflies on blooms of every hue,
Honeybees spreading pollen and birds of wing so true,
The scent of fresh spring rain its allure beyond resist,
Sensations stream along my skin as if it's liquid kissed,
Wading through the puddles, good things becoming clearer,
Back at home and soaked enjoying smiles within my mirror,
White sand powdered beaches, aqua ocean with no end,
Seashells scattered everywhere in a paradise of blend,
Small crabs moving sideward, seagulls floating on the breeze,
Cascading dolphin fins, I'
Happy Independence Day by TheLoveTrain, literature
Literature
Happy Independence Day
Down south roams a poet cat free,
With no hitch in his tail who'll decree,
If a chick's all the time,
In my mind and my rhyme,
Use my quill to lobotomize me.
True love transcends the boundaries of physical intimacy and presence, and requires neither to endure. It hinges upon truth and trust. It's about resolute sincerity. It's about always being someone that your friend and companion can turn to and unquestionably believe in, even when it hurts. Without that, even the seemingly best relationship's little more than a deficient and inadequate charade.
For the only authentic evidence of how it'll be when you're no longer here, simply imagine how it was before you were; not good, not bad, the basest form of distinctly void ... veritable nothingness.
It's ALL a temporary gift ... Let go.
Nothing is due you ... Let go.
Embrace others freely ... Let go.
Release your clinch ... Let go.
Gouge out your sightless eyes ... Let go.
Rip out your rapacious heart ... Let go.
Sever your clinging hands ... Let go.
Shut your reckless mouth ... Let go.
Let go.
Let go.
Let go.
Let go.
Let go!