from my heart to yours…
Hobbes, I wish That when we tried I’d been less broken And more alive. - That I’d been stronger And not that reed Bent and bruised Unsure of its own strength Or ability To grow straight and tall. - I wish that fate hadn’t scooped you up And dropped you on another continent Across the …
When you lie down at night Do you think of me? Does my name Cross your mind Warm your heart Touch your lips In prayer? - Do you wonder if I, too, see the moon? Or the stars Suspended in azure Since the ones In your eyes Are hidden from my view? - I wake …
Would that I were glass. Tall slender cylinder containing water. Life-giving water. I would know the touch of your hand. I would know your lips on me, Repeatedly. I would bear the honor Of pouring into you That thing that soothes your tongue, Refreshes senses, Nourishes body. If. I were a glass. Would that I …
The tiny apparatus beneath my tongue, The one that forms a phrase, and gives me strength to speak it, Disappeared whenever I saw him. Words - once friends, companions, Would flee. His face, so striking, It rendered me speechless. His beauty - erased every eloquent phrase From my memory. And it wasn't like he was …
And he won't go away He's under my skin A part of my system That will not give in. It will not surrender The memory of touch The brightness of smile That I loved so much. I'd hoped it'd be natural A slow dissipation Like water from pavement An evaporation. Instead I'm possessed With faithful …
Nothing is the same Without you here. The sunlight is dim. The flowers smell sweet, But I can't breathe them in. The days are warm now, But I'm cold, even so. It's spring, And summer waits to embrace, But nothing is the same Without you here. No sparkling eyes laughing at my jokes. No smile …
When I was young, maybe 18, I stood on top of a hill in Manchester, MI, and watched a summer storm come in. I stood in the rain and wind until my aunt made me come into the house for threat of lightning. It was thrilling and scary. I felt so small And so ALIVE. …
This may be one of my favorite quotes in the world. And it's so hard to choose just one. Being in a very authoritarian marriage, where our church preached something called "Spiritual Authority", a concept backed up by many biblical scriptures, A woman was to submit to her husband whenever there was an impasse in …
Story. I remember one of the lessons I learned about the human heart. I remember when I learned that love didn't obey rules and regulations. One form of love, anyway. We met and it was instantaneous. The draw, the attraction, the connection. Neither of us were models of perfection when it came to the human …
I knew him long ago, and upon seeing him again after the passage of time, I saw him as he was, without filters - without the preconceived notions that I'd developed during the abusive childhood and teen-aged seasons of my life. I loved him as half-woman, half-child, barely grown-up, When men were typically mistrusted. And …
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