My Words Of Love On You

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My Words Of Love On You

 

How I yearn to create a verse

as inspiring as my loving muse.

Yet no recital, no symphony

nor poem will be as beautiful

as having my lips engrave 

my words of love on you.

 

 

Photo taken from Google Images.

DISCLAIMER:  FACT.

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Back To You

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My shoes are worn
cause I have walked
through every maze
in search of love.
I am a proud knight
riding lonely carousels
searching for a lady
while fighting windmills.
Dead ends always greet me
as I move in no direction.
I missed you here
nostalgic over there,
a journey never ends
when shortcuts don’t exist,
I strolled down winding roads
traveled both sides of the fork
without the use of a compass
I found out I was never lost.
Cause it doesn’t matter what road I take
when every path leads me back to you

Photo from Google Images.

A throwback for my newer Followers. Have a wonderful day full of sunshine and smiles.

Eternity

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Eternity

“Time can heal the broken heart, but it can also hurt the waiting heart.”

Darius rested underneath a weeping willow. His disheartening journey has lasted longer than time.

Five thousand years ago, he adored the woman he protected; the Pharaoh’s young bride. It started innocently, exchanging forbidden smiles and glances.

Until, one day Aziza lost her balance and fell into his granite arms.

A week later they feasted on grapes; as they made love on the banks of the Nile beneath the radiant moonlight.

News of their secret romance reached the Pharaoh.

Pharaoh ordered his magician, “Poison my disloyal wife. Reward her with the gift of eternal reincarnation.”

Beaten within moments of death, Darius pleaded with the Pharaoh. “I prefer to die a thousand deaths than to live a day without my beloved Aziza.”

“Let Darius live forever. He can suffer through eternity watching her die ten thousand deaths.”

Through the centuries, Darius walked the Earth alone. He found her soul in women of different colors and lands. He buried her a thousand times.

Since Columbus discovered the New World he has yet to see her.

He may never find her again.

Time can heal the broken heart, but it can also hurt the waiting heart.

Image taken from Google.

I posted “The Pharaoh’s Bride” back in June 2016.

During my absence from blogging, I fleshed out this short story. Working in small blocks of time, I researched the ancient Egyptians and reincarnation.

In my manuscript, Darius, the immortal, attempts to help Angelo (a grumpy war veteran dying of cancer) find his long lost love, while sharing his tale of undying love.

Currently, I am ten chapters deep into the story.

Spooning

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Spooning

Half awake or half asleep, I smiled. Every exquisite angle of her curvy body aligned with mine, like jigsaw pieces from heaven entwined as one. There appeared to be no wasted space between us as if our sleeping bodies made sure to fill in every unwanted gap. How appropriate. We were never meant to be separated; not even in our sleep.

The sweet scent of her long hair awakened my senses. And again I smiled.

There is nothing better than spooning, well, unless you’re forking.

 

Photo found in Google Images.

The Pharaoh’s Bride

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The Pharaoh’s Bride

“Time can heal the broken heart, but it can also hurt the waiting heart.”

Darius rested underneath a weeping willow. His disheartening journey has lasted longer than time.

Five thousand years ago, he adored the woman he protected; the Pharaoh’s young bride. It started innocently, exchanging forbidden smiles and glances. 

Until, one day Aziza lost her balance and fell into his granite arms.

A week later they feasted on grapes; as they made love on the banks of the Nile beneath the radiant moonlight.

News of their secret romance reached the Pharaoh.

Beaten within moments of death, Darius pleaded with the Pharaoh. “I prefer to die a thousand deaths than to live a day without my beloved Aziza.”

Pharaoh ordered his magician, “Poison my disloyal wife. Reward her with the gift of reincarnation.”

Hot tears blended with the crimson blood upon Darius’ face.

“Let Darius live forever. He can suffer through eternity watching her die ten thousand deaths.”

Through the centuries, Darius walked the Earth alone. He found her soul in women of different lands.  He buried her a thousand times.

Since Columbus discovered the New World he has yet to see her.

He may never find her again?

Time can heal the broken heart, but it can also hurt the waiting heart.

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This is a mansuscript I have outlined and is currently waiting to be written. It is the story of Darius and his eternal search for his beloved.

Photo taken from Pinterest.

 

The Day I Met You

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The Day I Met You

When I first heard
your sweet voice
I realized that we
were meant to be

When I first felt
your touch I knew
nothing would ever
be the same again

When your sweet
lips caressed mine
I discovered I never
had been kissed before

now, your undying
love always reminds
me I wasn’t born ‘til
the day I met you

Had to return to my roots.

Photo of Allie (2010)  married but living apart, waiting for the Immgration processing of our paper work. She sent me this pic via email to cheer me up.