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She stood She stood there immobile, frozen, still. No feelings dwelt there; lifeless chill. Her ice-clad heart, stuck in her breast. Her swollen center, hollow ice-chest. A pirouette, her arms poised, fourth position, caught in pose, dancing in full transition. Her feet, left in front of right, toes pointed out, snug-fit slippers, her frosted lips caught, in mid-shout. He saw her standing, still-life, statuesque beauty; to thaw her heart became his heart's duty. Her beat-less heart, her bosom un-throbbed; he touched her cheek, felt her woeful sob. The dancer's emotions, her body portrays, thawing feelings, her hurt displays. He grasped her hands, felt ice melts, frosted cheeks, now rosy welts. His gentle smile, manly grasp on her hip, warm man-hands, with tender grip. Her bosom now, moving, heaving slight, her smile now thawing, face now bright. Muscles moving, graceful flexion, they smoothly move in one direction. ...

Her funny... Her funny laugh fills me. Her button nose thrills me. Her silky locks, vaunt and please me. Her sinewy hips, taunt and tease me. Her hazel eyes mesmerize. Her sunny smile surprises. Her satin lips, purse and mock me. Her rosy cheeks, coerce and rock me. Her soft hand caresses me. Her sweet soul blesses me. Her loving heart, helps and heals me. Her soaring spirit, head over heels me. Her tender love amazes. Her gentle ways set me ablaze. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by: Sophie Gengembre Anderson [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Rebirth needed Broken dreams like mirror shattered, shards of life are blindly scattered. Hope's frayed like pages, tattered, forgotten plans, who knows what mattered. Blackened days walked in woeful gloom, fire scarred memories, fearful doom. Four walls crush me, nightmares loom, keep me captive, like a tomb. Aimless wanders like wind blown dust, goals are gathered gleaned and crushed. Each step stolen, spirit's trussed, I've had enough, my soul combusts. Rebirth needed, a search for light, need to break through light-less night. Courage gathered, hold on tight, flaming faith is burning bright. Smallest embers, celestial spark, lightning bolts, crack the dark. Blazing boldness, hits the mark, glorious future, new paths embark. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image: By RhiannonDanae

missyou missyou when the sun goes down my lonely hand touches air. missyou when I move my head to kiss, my longing lips find nothing there. missyou when i smile at something, and your smile is nowhere near. missyou when the sun comes up, my body rolls onto cold sheets. missyou at the breakfast table, my body's hug no body meets. missyou when on morning walks, my footsteps no one greets. missyou when the sun is high, my laugh comes back unmet. missyou when the moonlight beams, my eyes are cold and wet. missyou when sunrise dawns, my longing turns to fret. missyou in the longest days. missyou on the coldest nights. missyou and your winsome ways. missyou and your loving light. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image: By MGDboston

what about the love and what about the love, the love left behind, the love we hope for? and what is it about the love, the love we hope to find, the love we grope for? and what about the love we never find, the love that's blind? and what is it about the love we love with, the love we live without? and what about the love lost, the love we gave at great cost? and what is it about the love we long for, we long to live for? and what about the love we read about in books? and what is it about the love we see in movies? and what about the love we dream of? and what is it about the dreams of lost loves? and what about the love that endures, the love that cures? and what is it about the love, the love that burns, the love that spurns? and what about the love that fills, the love that spills? and what is it about the love that masters, that thwarts disasters? and what about the love that lingers, that inspires singers? and what is it about the love that holds and molds? and what...

my heart to thee When thou leadeth my heart to thee, I am filled with fullest joy. For as I have sought thee, I knewth not that it was thou, for I have sought Love, and thou art Love, thus I findeth Love. ❤ ❤ ❤  When thou seeketh my heart, I am filled with gleeful surprise. For as I have longed for thee to knoweth mine heart, for I have sought to have thee know my love, thus I shareth my love with thee. ❤ ❤ ❤  When thou reacheth my heart, I am consumed with blissful peace. For as I findeth thee, I knewth not love, for thou art Love, for I have sought Life, and thou art Life, thus I shareth my life with thee. ❤ ❤ ❤  When thou toucheth my heart, I am one with thee, and thee with me. For as I have touched thee, I knew thine love, for thou art Love, for I have sought Love, we have shared love, I shareth my love with thee. ❤ ❤ ❤  © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:...

simply shared  shadows silhouetted moonbeams meld sunlight lasers shadows held frozen tree limbs winter grips frosted blossoms ice-storm strips rain-cloud bursts springtime flowers budding thirsts warmest showers heatwave heaven green grass blades ripened harvest sought for shades simple pleasures simply shared happy moments lover cared © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image by:  By Bobanny (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons