It was the dark comfort of the twilight sky
that still held her together,
the enfolding of stillness…
until he wrapped her in his arms again,
chasing away
her fears.
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Note: This is actually about one spouse comforting the other, through times of cancer.
Where did we begin My Love? You were always my blue sky, drawing me into your essence,
and I became your rock, the earth under your feet, ruddy in appearance,
but we both got so lost in each other….. and found at the same time…..
I’m not sure how we happened, where it all began…..but I do know My Love, you will always carry my heart,
and we are safe
in each other’s arms.
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Note: Influenced by an earlier work.
I find the universe in My Love’s eyes,
the earth,
the oceans
and skies.
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The most ancient of poets and sages, never saw you carry your fire My Love,
never had visions of your birth, and never knew of the vastness
of the oceans in your eyes,
but I knew, I knew
from the moment I saw you,
completely undone, by the power
of your starlight.
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Our memories of spring My Love, will see us through
even these cold rains.
The light in your eyes draws me closer,
remember the cherry blossums?
I love the sunlight in your hair,
the smell of you
the sweetness of lavender……
and to be honest
even after all these years,
I’m still stunned by you…..
I can’t help but to kiss your face
while having visions
of flowers,
coming alive again….
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Note: My wife and I have been married a very long time. Part of our success is knowing, the importance of romance.
I’ll fix you some oatmeal My Love, would you like raisins
and cinnamon?
Tea, chocolate
and some blankets on the couch,
and I’ll read you
some new poetry…..
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I love when the sunshine awakens on my pillow,
nuzzling closer
whispering her dreams,
I hold on to each
sacred moment,
quietly thankful,
for my most sacred treasure
and the light
of her radiant smile.
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We were at the gallery, during afternoon tea,
she sat across from me when I got lost in her eyes….
oceans never ending.
She was the sun radiant
as she smiled,
and whispered, “I love you!”
Yep, I was lost, for sure….
she always amazes me so…..
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Note: Original art by unknown artist.
He was out shopping from store to store and found some ear rings for her. The sounds of the season filtered
through the speakers of the mall, and yet something didn’t feel right. She had barely survived the transplant
and all he had to give her was, ear rings? It had been such a horrible year, he needed to give her something special,
but he just didn’t know what. He fought through the crowds with such a small gift, until he finally
made it back to the car, frustrated. He was almost in tears as he whispered into the dark, “God I need something special this year…..”
And then it came suddenly, struck him really, he would write her a poem!
He would pour out his heart. That’s all he ever really had, anyway.
They both cried when she tore the paper, opening the gift on Christmas Day, tucked into a wooden frame.
To this day it is mounted proudly on the wall
next to her bed. “The best gift ever…..” she said.
He had given his heart once again.
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A very special time….and some museums.
Give her gold
and she’ll give you platinum
in return…..
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original painting by unknown artist
