Dazed Hearts in Plain-sight( Love)

One could imagine his fairytale All the details & shimmer pictured so well A design for what suppose we ask, We might find water in hunt for fire When the mind has no will But to bend to the heart and its exhilaration Where markers & status do not count Just how you feel & all of a unforeseen everything is lighter As if being you has noway been easier. You may look for commodity eyes wide open Yet so eyeless to see what is beautifully woven Indeed those alluring petals were formerly hidden Withered in our vision till they blossom as if it's interdicted.

We seek love with our eyes Yet we forget its riddle within the heart lies It's not the tastes of the lips But it's the symphony of words that heals It's not an unforeseen lecherous kiss But an grasp that gives you peace It's not a sale staying for the other to miss, Rather unconditioned counting each moment as bliss It's not a scripted act that comes as you please Rather abrupt mixed feelings that you can not dismiss It's a matter of choice in its absence It's showing up.

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Do you feel willing to fall again To that same smile like you are insane Are you willing to stroke her win, Give them warmth & keep them from detriment Are you willing to kiss her impertinence Indeed when she's pale & weak Run your cutlet through her falling hair Yet diving in her beauty with each regard Growing old is not a choice nor enough hysterical she's gone with just a cough When twinkles count as eternity cuz that is all you have Yet you can not imagine notoriety differently to love In health and sickness till death do you part Eventhough in weeks her last breath will depart You cherish the moments till they come a memory For those skimming through the window it seems like misery Not how you imagined.

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It to be But for you love was not a fairytale nor a fantasy It came with someone you least anticipated casually With its ups and downs so real poured in delicacy maybe this sounds complicated perhaps we are not that devoted maybe if we seek love with our hearts not our eyes perhaps we'll find it to be true not just lies maybe if we spoke the language of the souls perhaps it'll come A Walk to Flash back not just night strolls maybe we might stumble to each other like London and Jamie And perhaps chancing true love wouldn't just be so hazy, occasionally I wish I had a side door to skulk out of my daily routine and explore a world that is not mine.

Not from Tedium with the present, but from curiosity about the other. perhaps it was because the days they gave me a surprise appointment were sweet? Real moments of happiness aren't the bones

I planned, but they feel to me to be the blessings staying for me. Is it because the blessing is lesser that the fruitfulness of the days is lesser? I may slip, in falling and forget about the present, but I need another door to take me back where I was. We seek love with our eyes Yet we forget its riddle within the heart lies It's not the tastes of the lips But it's the symphony of words that heals It's not a unforeseen lecherous kiss But an grasp that gives you peace It's not a sale staying for the other to miss Rather unconditioned counting each moment as bliss It's not a scripted act that comes as you please Rather abrupt mixed feelings, that you can not dismiss It's a matter of choice in its absence It's showing up when no bone.
Excellent to live Loving

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