Tomorrow when the sun comes up..
my shine will pale...my doors are closed
I've learned the value of passion
that holds the moans of a silent glow
The hard part of loving and the part that fails,
the mission of focus that got out of hand
In growing together ......now parted...
no value in the vagueness of now...I don't understand
Give me a reason...calm my desires ...
the ones that are flickering and pleading for more
For the one who danced with me...
embraced me ...then felt our love grow
My knees are weaker...gone are the plans...
you know the ones of floating through skies
Smelling the flowers and walking the paths...
hand in hand humming... no reasoning denied
Future and laughter , the comfort and bliss...
the fighting that ends in a tenderness kiss
The clutch for a moment ...moonlight all around..
the smile so electric with the shine that I'll miss
My heart is like his, with pride all entrapped...
sheltered from love... my what a grind!
Broken down guesses with missives amiss,
barely hearts beat when missing it's shine.
It is astounding that such intense mutual feelings of love and understanding can sometimes evaporate for no apparent reason and are as transient as the morning mist. And equally confusing that within such a relationship of trust and vulnerability, such a thing as pride should come between and misdirect communications. You have created a beautiful mood piece here, Susan, that is delicately weighted so that it is both elegant and paced and heavy with a bosom-sadness. It so makes me sigh deeply. This dances like lights upon the midnight water, that burn and then are gone. Wonderful harmonies of language and thought. love, Kate xx
Susan,
The number one reason for divorce in this day and age, is the fact that people grow apart...I can attest to that personally...When the growing apart occurs, nothing can repair this, only freedom to live that life that you have grown toward.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
...sensitive thought...split in two...as one behind door...loses passion for the light in oneself. In hopes the heart may resume a brilliant beat in time.
John
Heartfelt poem Susan...
Oh love!! So confusing...
May our hearts shine on despite it all and because of it all!
And, may it not be so hard...
Love, Suzie :-D
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The number one reason for divorce in this day and age, is the fact that people grow apart...I can attest to that personally...When the growing apart occurs, nothing can repair this, only freedom to live that life that you have grown toward.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
John
the mission of focus that got out of hand
In growing together
Truly the hardest part of love, and probably the part that fails the most.
Oh love!! So confusing...
May our hearts shine on despite it all and because of it all!
And, may it not be so hard...
Love, Suzie :-D
Love,
Eileen
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Walt
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Fee