Things Poetic

Quote for my day   you will have plenty of opportunities to be angry in your life you have less chance to love people though , really love them so you wanna be careful about how many of those opportunities you squander                                                                                                                         from "the Affair"

 Love Love  never can it be too much unless the recipient  isn't receptive  or honest in theirs then it be a reminder of what they aren't and are and destroys both Always, can never be unless you're Alan Rickman Then it always is

 Imagination Sitting, listening to the birds, songs, chatter, whistles, chirps, cheeps a universe of wonder Talking about what's occurring watching watchful the air thickens, takes on form, light and dark glowing, moving on its own accord I should be fearful but im not I know this place Ive seen it before, here, at the time between times when the living and the passed meet and dance that dance again where hands meet, both solid and whips of air swirling around, warm, heavenly music almost choral Closing my eyes I still see and feel it I can smell the warmth and taste the sound I feel every breath on my skin, every swirl in my blood All too soon, drifts away the birds continue as if uninterrupted peaceful

Inadequacy of Love Rainbows of flowing heat, dark and vibrantly aglow at the same time, Holding promise, whilst near the surface, pools of darker promise threat ? the first shoots, bright and virgin soaking up everything, endless promise and opportunity the first leaf, growing structure promise of more to coms stem thickening more leaves, and texture something new appears a different bud evolving until it opens bright and effervescent, the first flowering and suddenly, surrounded but pollinators, bees, flies the natural cycle suddenly ended by the florist moved into a vase Turned into a wife or husband fixed in time or reinforced as such ending any other promise leaving the plant somewhat diminished, less colourful, less promise growing, without the wild and beauty of the floral decorations love cut off, sat in a museum display a memory, but now stopped and dead

 Love four letters Living Our very best life evermore choices, thoughts, dreams, hopes - all tied together with each other smell, taste, touch, feel - all expressing ourselves whisper, smile, gasp, groan - together always

 The Smile It was the smile, full and generous, eyes twinkling, a belly laugh thats the memory,  kindness, care, love, support putting everyone else first, even when she had nothing, and no energy and hating being the focus of anything the smile, the love, the care always remembered

 Whisper it softly, into my ear your deepest dreams, the things you haven't told anyone Be nakedly exposed trust me that I will protect them, you for all time Heart beats,  slowly as your lips touch, air softly catches the skin, and the words whisper toward me "to be loved without reservation " Turning towards the ear nearest "always"  I whispered back knowing my soul was entwined forever with hers no matter the future