I took the parts of you that they so quickly discarded and that no one wanted, and held them, and kissed them, and nurtured them, and loved them, and washed them, and polished them; and until I wept, extended my arms with open hands under the light of heaven—and when I drew my arms back in, I looked, and discovered that all along, I had been holding precious diamonds.
Tag: Woman
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In my mind, you wear a crown of seven stars,
A one-shoulder silk ultramarine blue dress,
a floral designed gold necklace, heels—
And an ankle bracelet, and you are mine.In my mind, we communicate with each other
Passionately, in devotion divine.In my mind, we transcend earth’s gravity
And make impassioned love in the skies.In my mind, I say, mi amor, how was your day?
And you say lovingly, honey, it was fine.You walk past me, and I turn my head,
So you don’t see the not so subtle longing
In my eyes.In my mind, emerald rain falls on you and I,
And I profess my love to you through my speech,
And through the tears of joy that I cry.In my mind, you are immersed in warm honey,
In a white marble bathtub—
Wearing diamond chandelier earrings
And a diamond stud nose ring,
In the most beautiful garden,
Under the shade of cherry blossom trees
That are gorgeous in their flowering.You walk past me again;
In my heart, soul, and mind—
I love you, without you even knowing. -
Crushed burgundy rose petals mark the remnants of love scattered.
The blood of bruised roses stain flax linen sheets.
The scent of Chanel No. 5 lingers on a plush off white comforter;
A fuchsia colored silk robe graces the edge of the Canopy bed that is behind her.
She is adorned with an ankle bracelet,
And gold necklace furnished with a pendant bearing a picture of her mother.
Past her shoulders are wondrous falls of curled black water;
She smiles; a goddess looks into the mirror. -
At 2 A.M. she does her dance,
Her eyes of sorrow hidden by euphoric trance.
She does her best to entertain the crowd;
Wide eyes they glare, and the shouts are loud;
Her fluid movements cause money to rain,
For the dirty bills are her source of gain.
It’s behind the eyes, oh those weary eyes,
Where her soul seeks warmth, and her spirit cries.
Her passion is singing; her passion is life;
Still she walks in heels on a winter’s night,
To make a living the only way she has known,
For the long dark road has become her home.
She is mentally afflicted, because she is a victim
Of abuse in her childhood, when pain was inflicted.
Her tears are the tears of an angel …
She longs for understanding; she longs for light;
For a heavenly shelter from the cold of night.
As she strips her clothes, pain strips her soul;
Only the familiar eyes of her sorrow would know.
She is an angel. A beautiful woman.
At 2 A.M. she is still a woman. -
The woman in the black veil still weeps. The earth is saturated with her tears, and quakes in anger and sorrow. The sounds of her weeping and wailing pierces the very soul, and gives way to emotional waves of sadness. Only the tormented and afflicted know her pain. She walks among the shadows at night; her long black dress adorned with lace, drags on the ground behind her. Her black veil conceals her face. The children of the night and the afflicted know her name; she calls to them in a haunting voice and they come. They slowly approach with faces of sadness and watery eyes of pain; she wipes the tears from their eyes through black satin gloves. In silence, they congregate around her in a circle and stretch forth their hands to touch her; in each ear she faintly whispers the name of the child she lost, and to the afflicted she gives a sorrowful kiss. One by one they slowly depart, and fade into the darkness. The memory of her lost child is sealed within her. With a loud voice, she screams the name of her dead beloved repetitively—then silence. The darkness knows her name and is consumed with her anguish. The abyss is stirred.
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Cold fall winds blow
A woman looks out of a window
The eyes that stare are the eyes of sorrow
This is not the mask of joy she wears
For these eyes are the eyes that people don’t know
In silence and loneliness she suffers
And she will wear her mask again tomorrow
To perform her daily and arduous show
But if one could get past the mask
To see her pain and daunting task
And offer a comforting place for tears to flow
Then the depths of her they would know – -
If only I could tell her once more that I love her. If only I could reach out and touch her hand to comfort her. If only with tears in my eyes I could again whisper her favorite song. One more long kiss before we reunite again in eternity. We are inseparable in love eternally. Let the dreams we dreamed, flourish like a flower forever in your memory. My spirit will perpetually weep, until again we meet in heavenly glory. You loved me with a passion and depth that touched my soul indelibly. How can I accurately describe to the world your grace and your beauty? Your words of kindness and your love brought sunshine into my life. Strangers would stop and take notice of your countenance and light. I love you, with a love that is unconditional, and deep within me. I poured out my soul to you, as you listened quietly with intense love, and feelings that your eyes conveyed to my spirit intently. We have sealed our vows in love, and immersed them in the deep rivers of honor and loyalty. Until my dying day when we again see each other, my love, I swear on my soul that you will always live in my heart forever.
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My lady; how was your day? I have long awaited your arrival. Let me take the time to say I love you, and that you are a wonderful woman and excellent mother. This evening, let us do something out of the ordinary. Let us go out on the town and enjoy the evening. Let me romance you, as we discuss the origins of our love, and remember our first kiss. Darling, you are a beautiful woman; your eyes speak to my soul. Your elegance is unprecedented, and your soothing voice moves me into deep and undiscovered emotions. I remember your tears of joy the day I asked you to be my wife, forever to love and cherish. I have taken you to your favorite restaurant, and have ordered your most enjoyable appetizers and entrees. We will savor sweet red wine with our fine meals, and share desert. How was your dinner my love? Allow me to move my chair closer to yours, so I can hold and kiss you. Let the crowds gaze upon our affection and see the nature of our true love. In these precious moments our love is rekindled over and over. I truly only have eyes for you. The night is young yet, my darling. Let us enjoy live music in an intimate setting, and slowly dance together while we kiss. I love seeing your smile and hearing your laughter, as humor fills our hearts. With the cares of the world behind us, a nightcap is certainly warranted. My lady, I want you now more than ever; let us take our leave and go to our home. We will explore each other passionately, and with profound sensuality. I will pleasure you unselfishly, and we will go to the deeper depths, and higher heights of intimacy. You are my one and only love. Goodnight honey; let us sleep in peaceful bliss.
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The face of an angel. Gorgeous glowing skin, pearly white teeth and a beautiful smile. She can light up any room and brighten the faces of those she encounters. A radiance is around her and she is beautiful. She radiates love, tenderness, empathy, and care for others. She is a strong woman who has been through many trials and tribulations; the life lessons she has learned, enables her to be a mother to those who are motherless and a comforter to the hopeless and fearful. Many have cried before her while telling the stories of their pain and suffering. She is a quiet and patient listener; her eyes convey the depth of her emotion and her face is flush with empathy. She dries their eyes and gives a soft kiss on the cheek. That alone comforts; that alone gives the strength to carry on another day. The notion that someone cares. This beautiful angel that gives of herself; a woman who has genuine sympathy for those who are lost and trying to find their way through this world. She was lost before and now knows the way out of the darkness. She holds the light, and many follow because they trust her; because they love her.
Every time they leave her, they take a piece of her with them. Sometimes she gets tired; the constant giving of herself and of her essence can be burdensome, but she is strong enough to carry it. She arrives home and her husband has prepared a warm bath for her. He kisses her and holds her tight. He has a special affinity, love and appreciation for her, and he honors her. You see, he had given up on life. He was without hope and love, and she saved his life. She believed in him and gave him a reason to live. She gave him the love he needed. She fed and clothed him, and she cared for him. He loves her more than can be described by any words, and he is now a rock for her. She can lean on him and he is a shelter in the storm. He protects her and would lay down his life for her without question. Often time, he reflects on how her love rescued him from a life of pain and misery, and tears can’t be held back. He holds and kisses his wife. Tears roll down her face at the remembrance of the struggles they both went through and the undying love they now have for each other. “I love you so much, thank you for loving me” he says with tears in his eyes. “ I will always love you,” she says softly.
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Loneliness why do you haunt me? Why do you follow me without fail? I have tried to loosen your grip on me but you persist in your dogged pursuit of me. Release me; release me I say. I have longed for the comfort of a woman for so long now that I can’t count the days. I have pursued companionship and love to no end. I have been jeered in the streets as a madman walking down the lonely road of failed attempts at love. Love where are you? Companionship why do you escape me? I have sought you day after day. I have sought you at night in intimate settings and dark lounges but once again you escape me. I have pursued you in beautiful fields of lush greenery in the warmth of the summer. I have written vows of commitment and rehearsed them with solemn intent. I have prepared lovely vineyards and gardens for our evening walks and enjoyment. I have built a beautiful abode for your comfort. I have selected precious metals for your adornment and set aside diamonds to seal you as my one and only. In my dreams I kiss you and we exchange our vows as I look upon your radiant smile. Love, I will wait for you. I will seek you no longer, but I will wait for you to come to me. I will think about you in the morning and hope you find me in the dusk of the twilight. I will dream, dreams of passion and desire and think of our wonderful life together. I will keep our bed warm until you come to me. Do not wait another season to find me love, for loneliness might take me away.
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