You and I

You are the glue that bonds my parts.

You are the beat, the rhythm of my heart.

You are the light that guides my soul.

You’re the other half to my divided whole.

You are my future, my present, my past.

You are the happiness behind my laughs.

You are the tears that heal my pain.

Yours and my fears, irrational, insane.

You are forever, ìnfinity beyond.

You are the lyrics to my timeless songs.

You are my pleasure drawn from deep pain.

You and I will never ever need love, elsewhere again

Daily Prompt: Saintly

I’m hardly saintly, not always right.

But I’m honest, open, clear and bright.

I tell the truth, I’ll praise, rebuke.

I’ll hold my convictions, stay resolute.

That’s why my Beauty, I’m with you.

For no matter what, it’s you I choose.

You’ve captured me, my heart, my soul.

Tamed my Beast with affections as bold.

As bold as mine, as forward as can be.

A soulful reflection, perhaps unsaintly.

So forget the world view, let’s ascend where we may.

And perhaps our true love, will earn us halos one day.

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Daily Prompt: Relocate (Our Gift)

We should relocate our bodies in line with our hearts.

Pull ourselves together instead of apart.

We should bite the bullet, plan the day.

When all but our dreams should move, make way.

For our love is real, not fiction, not muse.

And maybe now is the time for us to choose.

To choose bravery over fear, over what ifs.

To choose the love we have, our special gift.

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Our Nest

You’ve given me stability

In my unstable world

A body to climb on

A place to anchor myself

To keep me from the chaos around, the mortality

Of a life once straight, then all of a sudden…curled

I’ve plucked all my feathers…

And made us a smooth Nest

A place for our souls to rest

A home for just us two

Sliding, locking ourselves inside

The realness of our truth won’t let us hide

Loosening the rusted chains

We sip our inspiration

And as our flesh opens and rains

Our arms extend to fortify the walls

Feeling our pleasure-dome’s perimeter

Inside our private speakeasy…

We speak..easy

Just you

Just me

And one cuppa tea…

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Daily Prompt: Sludge

This sludge that I trudge through, this life that I live.

Only relieved, by the help that you give.

You cleanse torments muck, wash my soul.

You accept me and my baggage, the package as a whole.

For this I thankyou, my gratitude will never cease.

For times you’ve stopped me sinking, in you I’ve belief.

This sludge that I trudge through, whilst hard I’ll admit.

Has an end in sight, in view, an end and you’re it.


Thankyou Beauty… nuff said! ❤☠☠❤

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Two types of love

I believe there are two types of love.

One like ours, beautiful based upon trust.

Another that’s blind without a care.

That can land just about anywhere.

I’ve felt both, I confess that I have.

But I converted to the first, to say I’m glad.

Because ours is something I’d never found.

Never in my life had it been so sound.

Yeah right! I hear you scorn.

But I promise you Beauty, I feel reborn.

There are two types of love I know.

But ours is the truth and I’m never letting it go.