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Rainbow Homes….

Busy roads and blinged lights…

Acting as numerous prisms…

The rain…

Mixed with our love and stirred to perfection…

Fall upon these beams of busyness…

Intersecting, to blow out…

A Rainbow…

We call Home….

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The Soul Wound

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You know why shattered pieces of glass are better in your hand… All that you need, to remove them are a pair of tweezers… But Dreams… Oh my! Dreams, when they shatter… They shatter within you… Inside your soul… Where no tweezers or doctors have ever reached or ever will… They rupture your very being, you know… But I took this chance for you… Knowing you’re worth every bit the wound, no matter its degree of pain… As it’ll heal… It’ll heal with every smile of yours… My soul will inflate itself again to fill me full… With happiness borrowed from yours….

Marriage love…..

A Marriage is not love…
Love is a marriage in itself…
A marriage of emotions and the soul… It doesnt really matter to what anyone says…
Its that glazing sublime mixture only your heart can gratify…
The kind that you’ll find deep, in the oceans…
Along a bed of abandoned pearls….

To Love….. #FWF @Kellie_elmore

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Love, one must that it almost hurts…

Everytime you look into your lover’s eyes…

Be able to listen, to their heartbeat in sync…

To the sound of yours, like an orchestra of the soul…

Let it hurt so much, that words no longer comply…

Only what their touch can satisfy, gratify…

And hold on to them, like your body holds all parts of you…

But let them not be controlled, like your mind does…

Let the sweet pain of their freedom, water your love…

To love so hard and clear, almost as if it hurts as much…..