Essences Of Love

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Love, Romance

 

 

 

 

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Rush not into the fires of passion,

Merely let them be, and embrace each moment.

Connect each glance and savor each breath,

Stretch every smile, even honor its death,

Embracing the fullness of each minute that passes,

Opening each cranny as it fits into life's passages,

Sharing the essence of what we're made of,

For passion is fleeting but this sharing is love....

 

2013 ©

 

Inspired by the beautiful words of CEVance

http://www.postpoems.org/authors/cevance/poem/963304

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beliefshifter's picture

i love me some writings about

i love me some writings about the embracing nature of love

 

it's --> its

nightlight1220's picture

yes... refresh me on that..

yes... refresh me on that.. it's is personal, its is when it is about an attribute? no no wait---it's is only when referring to people? I forever get completely confused of when to use each. I think I'll steer clear of 'it'...lol.

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

cevance's picture

You've defined beauty in a

You've defined beauty in a handful of words. You say them better than I ever could.

 

I'm honored that you mention my name. Really, I have no idea how I could possibly inspire anybody.

nightlight1220's picture

Thank you Carl. Truly, for

Thank you Carl. Truly, for myself, as I am sure it is with you, this 'talent' I speak of I have really little to do with...and since my first poem, it's always been that way. The words that come out the easiest, most often come seemingly without any struggle at all. I so appreciate you as an artist. Thank you again for sharing nd for commenting. <3 

~peace~

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ps almost as if they are coming from a place i have only been in sleeping...


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "