I inquired of an angel all things celestial and ethereal. I asked her the secrets of her existence that make her immortal. I asked her to take me with her on her ascension to heaven so I could leave the pain behind. She said these words lovingly, looking into my eyes — My beloved, your ascension will come with time; I know there has been deep pain and tears for many years, but look at the scenes of your life, you have conquered your fears. The things that cause you sorrow have been already removed from your life. You are stronger than you realize. It was then that she touched my crying eyes, kissed me, and said, Sleep now, and there will be a new beginning in you when you arise.
Tag: Love
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Let us commune with each other, lie together, and cry together over the pain that makes our bond stronger; I swear on my deceased mother, not my father, that I love you now, and I will love you forever.
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I remember her, the girl from La Perla. We fell in love and spent the summer together. Under beautiful sunshine, we swam in clear blue water. We ate mofongo and arroz con pollo after we danced to salsa. Yes, I remember her. She had black hair that fell past her shoulders. Her name was Julissa. Purple was her favorite color, and she was an excellent kisser. I admit that I miss her. I recall us holding hands and staring lovingly at each other. She was like no other. It was a joyous occasion the day that she introduced me to her mother. We spoke of marriage and being together forever. She still has my heart; still, I love her. The special girl from La Perla that I will always remember.
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Love, pick me up like fallen leaves in autumn winds, and take me to a place where we can dwell together in warmth and begin again.
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When love is no more, and the rings that symbolize eternal vows are taken off, the weeping of tears come and the deep pain of constant reflection of what was, and what could have been, if only. Two lovers who loved each other are left decimated and lonely. Tears fall on a beautiful white veil that was worn in a wonderful ceremony of which there were close friends in attendance and family. Possessions are moved out, and the home which was shared becomes empty, save a few wedding pictures in broken glass frames that become shattered memories of love, affection, trust, intimacy and ecstasy.
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I didn’t know it, but the universe revealed it to me;
It hurt me so deeply to know that you never loved me.
On the day that I walked away, I did not walk away tearfully,
But I wept for days in desolate secrecy—
Outwardly, you are exceedingly beautiful undeniably,
But Inwardly, you are soulless and empty.
You did your best to hide it from me,
And perhaps I was naïve for loving blindly—
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Lovers frolic together in the place that they first met each other; they have loved each other for many summers and will love each other forever. She still entices his fire with seductive whispers, and he still pleases her with much passion and vigor. He kisses her and gently strokes her hair that is silver, then, tells her lovingly that she is his woman forever, and that she is beautiful and he wants no other.
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Let fallen tears on paper be my most read love letter. Read intently the sincerity between the lines as if the world was ending and I was in my final hour. The tears that permeate white paper are more significant, poignant and telling than anything that I can communicate through writing. You are the purpose of my breathing; you are the perfume of flowers on summer evenings; You are my love; you are my everything. You are the bursting of the dawn after a long night that causes birds to sing. You are the profoundly romantic poems of intimate whisperings. You are what I hold onto when everything around me falls apart; I love you — you are the life within me; you are my world; you are my heart.
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You are a beautiful verse written with love and echoed in eternal whispers. The beginning of you causes the heart to be exceedingly joyful. The ending, something like perpetual rose petals in various colors falling on the wings of sleeping archangels.
Intimate Compositions 