There are those dark times
I crawl up in your arms
and forget about everything
but the rhythm of your heartbeat
sounding beneath my ear
as I lay my head against your chest
I have prided myself in
being independent of thought
in allowing no chains to bind my heart
but the times I hurt, those are
the times I realize how much I need you
and how much you mean to me
you have never hurt me
never degraded me or judged me
you are the most accepting
and loving person I have known
you are the oasis I searched for
tranquil island in a world gone mad
thank you for loving me
just the way I am, rough edges,
flaws and obvious failings
thank you for loaning me your strength
all those times I hurt and feel
so weak and tired, I can barely make it
I love this. I am a romantic at heart. It seems I have always been that way as I recall "falling in love" in grade two with a girl in grade one. I remember her vividly as though it were just yesterday even if I only got to know her from September to Christmas when her family moved away. Wishing you love, peace, and blessings, Belle,
Blending Southern Gothic mystery romance, fantasy, theater, dance, music, and flashes of humor, tells the story of a pair of lovers in two separate time periods who find themselves battling an evil fifty years apart.
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Regis. 🙏🌺💕
Ron