HOW TO RECONCILE IN BED; A MUST READ FOR THE MARRIED ONES


When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to him; whether the light which surrounds him like a halo comes from you, from him, or from the meeting of your sparks...

I want to breathe of you
Being breath for you.

I don't want slight emotions
But feel the soul shaking
Shaking for you
Feel shaking for me.

I don't want faded dreams
But live colors
That paint the story
Of us.

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I want to hear you
Loving you, holding you.

Being heard

Loved and possessed.
I want the "us".

"I am just a little lonely," she whispered ."Come and hold me for a while." So he took her in his arms. "Pain’s not easy and neither is healing. You just let the past go. It has no meaning. You’ve been hurt and you’re still not free. Break free of your chains, leave it all behind and come be broken with me." And when the sun stretched its long rays and waved goodbye to the moon an eternity later, it could no longer distinguish, in the tangled haze, which limbs were his and which were hers. And then she realized that the journey was the destination and what she had been looking for was inside her all along.

Mysteries of attraction could not always be explained through logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the very hinges that held them together.
That virtue that only the soul collects and lives
She sends it in our hands...
The dream of their dreams was met,
Because from that moment, lonely and deep,
They became soul and shadow of an indelible love.

My love for you is simple, a gentle gathering of quiet emotions, a passing of tangled butterflies playing in the breeze. It is not burdened with a freight train full of fantasies, just the comfortable tune of wind, and leaves, and fireplaces, and thoughts of you. My fingers are ships sailing on your soul, slowly drifting and hoping against hope that they just fall off the edge of the earth. And your heart is nothing but gravity pulling me towards you. One day, our rib cages and our souls will burst softly open and the truth of who we all really are will float out of our hearts and our heads. And you and I, we will truly see each other. Perhaps for the very first time.

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