In my mind .... Musing, ... Thought series ...

Last thought before I fall asleep,

Is the first thought I have when I awake,

And that thought is always of you

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Tomorrow.... Musing... Thoughts series ...

Sometimes we think tomorrow things will be better,

Not realizing, today was tomorrow

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Cherish .. (Life blessings) .... Thoughts series ... (musing)

Sometimes life blessings, isn't what your eyes nor your inner self can see,

Sometimes life blessings, isn't what your fingertips can touch nor grasp,

Sometimes life blessings, aren't what you think you might know about life itself,

But one thing my mind does know, and my eyes can see, 

I'm blessed to have someone like you to have, to love me..

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Simplicity of love ... Musing ... Thoughts series ...

Holding hands has become a instant reflex,

Talking quietly among ourselves, when we should be sleeping,

Body bumping at any given moment,

Smiling at each other for no apparent reason,

Sharing popcorn at the movies,

Hogging popcorn at home,

Cuddle while looking out the back window, while watching a Red Cardinal fly from tree to tree, as a deer feed on my grass, my trees, my weeds, my flowers, my vegetables!

Flash kissing a cheek, a neck, a ear, hmm let's not go there, 

Strum a finger through ones hair,

A cold foot under the covers, waking you up after it zeros in on the warmth of your back side, 

Slapping ones hand, when they are reaching for something that's sweet, other then you,

Pulling our body into each other while visiting at someone home,

because it's a habit of having our bodies at fingertip reach,

The words "I'm gone", "I'm home"

Watching girly movies on TV, just so you are sharing the same space at the same time, 

A breath taken bear hug out of the blue,

Sometimes love, is just that simple....

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Contradiction ..... Thoughts series ....... Musing ........

While thinking in the middle of the night,

When my head is still,

My world has stop rotating,

My mind reflects on the goodness of life many meanings,

Its pleasures,

Its treasures,

While I quietly lay next to the still warmth of your body...

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love is ....... Thought series .... Prose poem ....

Love is like a ghost, 

You can't see it...

You can't touch it....

But you can feel the being of its existence.....

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Open door (1) Thoughts series ... Prose poem

Sometimes when I'm searching for images on the web, I run into one that speak volumes to me,
 because it reminds me of a piece of my own life. This is one of those images...

Mind crowds with thoughts,

Body unrest in stature, perceive across  the surface of my face

Your presence hover in front of me,

Your voice calm in silence,

While fingertips tenderly ease through the density of my hair

Silence surrounds your body origin,

Calm is in your touch,

As our bodies embrace, voices speak speechlessly

My fingers aimlessly roam across the softness of your backside,

Calming the edginess of my nerves,

My head rest against your body, letting the load on my shoulders be lifted,

My thoughts slowly fades into the vastness of your silence,

While the inner rage and turmoil fighting inside me is let go,

Opening the door of my soul, so it can walk out into the calm of your love,

Leaving me with a body of sanctuary, full of inner peace ....

Thanks LC ....

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