You Took My Breath Away
You were not the most beautiful girl there,
But your eyes were expressive and deep.
I did not hang on every word you spoke,
But inside I made promises to keep.
Somehow in those first magic moments
My world stopped and you took my breath away.
Your eyes, your hair, your sparkling smile,
Each silently dared me to dance and stay.
In your presence the crowd no longer existed.
You had changed my point of view.
I turned around and blinked my eyes
But all I could see was you.
No longer alone even in my dreams
You were always by my side.
Together we shared our new world
Your love filled me with pride.
Your mind was on something else,
But not on our love each day.
I thought we’d love forever,
Long after we turned old and gray.
You smiled and said you felt great,
And you insisted you always will,
You looked so serene and so sure,
It’s strange your heart stopped still.
Each day you took my breath away,
But you never shared your pain.
And I still love you with all I have,
But I may never breathe again.
- Sparkle. (happykind.wordpress.com)
- Their Last First Kiss (lawrencepearce.wordpress.com)
- This moment had come.. (itbeginswithaverse.wordpress.com)
- miles for the passion of a smile (writingsingray.wordpress.com)
- My love you are my destiny (anasahmed.wordpress.com)
- And breathe……. (yogalurve.wordpress.com)
- Angelicus Vigilem (opusangelicus.com)
- Loved (mlbk7.wordpress.com)
- You are a Child Of the Kingdom of Love (illuminations2012.wordpress.com)
My heart built walls because I could not trust.
With no one to care for my heart could rust.
I challenged my heart to venture out again.
Because of deep wounds, it was reluctant to begin.
I was helpless at first, but my love ran deep.
Soon I was searching for a lover’s heart to keep.
But walls separated us and soon I hastened on my way,
Looking for a new relationship to fill my day.
I searched desperately, yet I could not settle down.
A perfect woman was elusive and never could be found.
I became a victim of my own love/hate wars.
Bouncing from love to hate, I blamed failure on the stars.
But surviving was not living, I needed one true love.
I looked for guidance from Venus and Cupid above.
Dreams were all I had, though troubled from the start.
But I did not give up my search, orders came from my heart.
One last try, I decided, before my search was through.
That was when I got lucky, because love brought me to you.
Later I was chosen to lead the annual Valentine parade downtown.
I protested I was unworthy, for love had been hard to pin down.
Friends mentioned I had struggled while remaining gracious and kind.
Losing in love several times, I had scattered love and beauty behind.
I saw relationships blooming profusely all along my crooked way.
Then I realized love conquered all, and found the better way.
- What is Love? (lovinggodinchaos.com)
- This Valentine, question yourself! (bondsnbinds.wordpress.com)
- A Valentine For the World: The Lost Story (themoderatevoice.com)
- Cupid Sometimes Misses Mark (onthehomefrontandbeyond.wordpress.com)
- Once bitten, twice bold…DO WE LOVE ONLY ONCE IN LIFE? (erumsuchistan.wordpress.com)
- Cupid Got Your Heart? 15 Signs You’re Really In Love (madamenoire.com)
- In the Spirit of Valentine (seedsofcolours.wordpress.com)
- The Difference in Love (truthaboutsergebenhayon.com)
- 7 Days ’til 40: Defining Love (400daystil40.wordpress.com)
Our Valentine Tree
We fell in love on Valentine’s Day.
The minute you laughed I knew.
I was destined to be yours, my love,
And I would be blessed with you.
We planted our special tree that year.
We cleared away the snow.
You insisted our love would always be strong
And you wanted the whole world to know.
You’re in my thoughts again, my love,
I imagine you under our tree.
Remember all the pledges we made,
And the passion between you and me?
The years passed by rather fast,
Then our kids were grown and gone.
We were there in our empty house,
Still together but each all alone.
My heart grew hard and I forgot our tree,
I insisted it blocked my view.
I was determined to chop it down,
Without even telling you.
It was early morning on Valentine’s Eve,
When I approached our special tree.
I was shocked and pleased with what I saw,
Then ashamed of the heart in me.
Instead of the tree being stark and bare,
Pink and red covered the tree.
Valentines and notes from all our years,
Proclaimed your love for me.
My love had been erratic.
There was little that I could boast.
But you were there as you always were,
Just when I needed you most.
My dreams and heart were renewed, my love,
By the valentines that covered our tree.
There was only one thing I could say,
“I’m glad you married me!”
I miss all you gave, my love,
And the tenderness you showed to me.
I want our love to be clear each year,
As I hang valentines on our tree.
- Valentine crafts :: make a Valentine’s gratitude tree (nurturestore.co.uk)
- A Valentine’s Stocking (plumstreetsamplers.typepad.com)
- It is the month of lurrrve! (giftcookie.wordpress.com)
- →This way to love (ilovegifting.me)
- make bark valentines (blairpeter.typepad.com)
- Make Valentine’s Day, Valentine’s Weekend (paramuspost.com)
- Valentine’s Gifts for Yourself! (alicecorrine.com)
- Something Lovely for your Valentine! (blossomandbee.com)
- Valentine’s Day Creations From Éclat Chocolate (mywestchesterpatown.com)
I’ll Choose to Burn the Ice Away
Why is it so hard to love you?
My cold heart snuffs the flames.
I want to respond with tenderness and love,
And call you sweeter names.
Why do I let the storm win out?
My blood rushes to my ears.
I want to demonstrate my love for you,
And gently wash away your tears.
Why do I disregard the condition of my heart?
My priorities have always come first.
I want to show you how important you are,
And satisfy love’s growing thirst.
Why do I wait to prove my love is true?
My motivation to love has been weak.
Yet I’m still the man you chose to wed,
I can give you the romance you seek.
I’m tired of the excuses I make.
My love lies dormant inside.
I’ll choose to lead my heart back home,
And forget my foolish pride.
I will choose to think good things of you.
Sparks of romance will turn to flames.
I’ll be thoughtful and you’ll feel loved.
Our love will never be the same.
I’ll wake in the morning with thoughts of you.
My warmth will seek you out.
And all the questions I once had,
Love will erase each and every doubt.
If you, too, choose to stir the embers,
The flames will reach the sky.
For love that learns to burn again,
Will grow sweeter as time goes by.
- Internal Fire (anthonyhellmann.wordpress.com)
- The words “I love you” (abbylimov.wordpress.com)
- Love (wandadsavage.wordpress.com)
- “Love is what w… (creativegrowthyoga.com)
- What Is This Thing Called Love? (danroberson.wordpress.com)
Love Changed Me
I was running fast and free,
Trying to keep you far away.
Somehow I lost my point of view.
On our first date I wanted to kiss you.
Because love inspired me.
You said you had a cold but I said it was okay.
I could wait for yet another day.
You wanted to text during finals of my senior year.
I could not risk failing so I refused.
But love taught me.
By the lake in the heat of summer I proposed.
It was too soon and I needed to be patient.
I don’t remember who it was
That declared I was not good enough.
But love improved me.
Your leg is draped across my legs.
Last night tender words were said.
You took up space I reserved for me.
But I enjoyed sharing my bed.
Love captured me.
Your smile was the last thing I remember
From our wild and perfect night,
During our wedding some things went wrong,
But all the things that mattered went right.
Because love filled me.
There are those who thought our love shouldn’t be.
Time will erase all their doubts, if I love you tenderly.
Love changed me.
- The Story of Love! (transcendingbordersblog.wordpress.com)
- The Contradictions of Love (claramusician.com)
- Love Dare, Day 19: Love Is Impossible (simplysjb.wordpress.com)
We were sitting at a table waiting for our food, bored with each other, wishing time would go faster and we could each go our own way. That’s when the singer appeared. I didn’t get her name nor do I remember the song. Later I asked about her but everyone claimed she was a stranger and they had never seen her before.
Her song was one of happiness.
She sang and my eyes filled with tears.
Memories came flooding back,
Forgotten after all these years.
She sang of love’s precious moments,
She was grateful for all that were shared.
Her music was filled with laughter,
Like our lives when we both still cared.
From the first date our relationship,
Was built on friendship and trust,
Communication, mutual attraction,
And, of course, a little bit of lust.
The first years were celebrations,
Encouraged by relatives and friends,
Our love was pure and magical,
We were sure it would never end.
The singer’s song changed to what was lost,
And I was filled with sadness again,
The feelings we had were gone for good,
There were too many wounds to mend.
Love might have been an overrated emotion,
But the singer said love was still worth giving.
It hurt when a relationship was torn apart,
But without love, life was not worth living.
Although I felt a sadness deep inside,
I would celebrate those years we began as one,
For those experiences were rich with love,
When our lives together had just begun.
Happiness and sadness blended as she sang,
And created a new song to heal our hearts.
All we had loved and our lessons learned,
Became the beginnings of a brand new start.
- Tom Fletcher Sang Wedding Speech (contactmusic.com)
- Rafi sang great songs without technological support, says Big B (vancouverdesi.com)
- Christina Aguilera: Trevin Hunte Sang It Better Than Me! (justjared.com)
What is This Thing Called Love
What is this thing called love
That rips and tears at my heart?
Knowing how much love hurts me,
Why did I allow love to start?
Yet what is loneliness but a need for love
A void that cries to be filled?
An absence of love that teases in dreams
A restlessness that longs to be stilled?
Why do I have tears late at night
Endlessly flowing down my cheeks?
Is it because I’m desperate for love
And for the companionship my heart seeks?
When will romance come my way
Giving me a brand new start?
I don’t want to see a barren world
With no connections to my heart.
How do I find the one for me
Who waits for a heart like mine?
Where will I discover what is true
And find that new love divine?
I’ll wait and hope for ages yet,
I know she is somewhere near.
Soon she’ll be within my arms
Where I keep things I hold dear.
What is this thing called love?
No answer will suffice.
For it seems to be a combination
Of flames, sacrifice, and ice.
- Crazy Little Thing Called Love (thedivineedge.wordpress.com)
- 所谓的爱/That So Called Thing Named Love (astephz.wordpress.com)
Words on Fire
When my muse comes around to inspire
My words dance with fire
Building castles everywhere
Out of dreams and thin air
Blending new romance with raw desire.
With each tale that demands to be told
Real stories become bold
Allowing characters to act
Mixing fantasy with fact
Grabbing audiences with claws that hold.
Because these words coax and seduce
Strong feelings they produce
Stirring embers deep inside
Where feelings cannot hide
Boiling hearts with their own juice.
My words are powerful on a page
Or when spoken on life’s stage
Gathering no moss as they flow
Becoming stronger as they go
Carrying the discovered wisdom of an age.
My words are restless and never tire
As they pull others from the mire
But they carry a deadly sting
If venom is permitted its full swing
Therefore cautiously I write with fire.
- Seduction, in a Word (musingbymoonlight.com)
- Value of Words (geereveals.wordpress.com)
- Older than Hip Hop (stilllivingonmyfeet.com)
- Six Word Fridays: NEW (fibromodem.wordpress.com)
I thought I was a hammer made of steel,
But she softened my heart and made me feel,
I was a restless knight riding a spirited steed,
But she quenched my fires and fulfilled my needs.
Gentle as the mist drifting in from the sea,
Uncontrollable as a flooding river, she’s wild and free,
Cleansing as the rain, freefalling from the sky,
She’s constantly changing; I’m a lucky guy.
Warm as the sunshine splashing across the land,
Teasing with kisses, the kind I understand,
Calm even in a storm, helping those in need,
She’s right there beside me; I’m lucky indeed.
Straight as a road that guides me on my way,
She is the love I’ve been seeking until today,
Bringing a fire that rages deep inside,
I am a lucky man and very satisfied.
- Get Lucky (howsyourlovelife.wordpress.com)
- Lucky to have a job (dailykos.com)
- Confusing lucky with good (sethgodin.typepad.com)
- Lucky vs hard working (measuresconsulting.wordpress.com)
My son, the time for choosing friends is ripe,
First, you can tell a tiger by its stripes.
A friend can fool you when he growls or talks.
You can discover more by the path he walks.
Others will know you by the friends you choose.
If you don’t pick winners, someday you’ll lose.
If a friend observes danger but pretends he’s blind,
You would be wise if another friend you’d find.
A friend will always tell what is true,
Even when the truth might hurt you.
A friend is there to watch your back,
And he will reason with you if wisdom you lack.
A friend will help when there’s nothing to gain.
A friend will listen and share your pain.
He’ll be there always even unto death.
But a fair weather friend has wasted your breath.
If he doesn’t want you to be better, he’s not a true friend.
Like a drowning swimmer, he’ll pull you down at the end.
Someone who always flatters you has a concealed goal.
He’s shallow and self-serving and playing a role.
Beware if he’s not loyal all the way through.
He’ll sell you out and then desert you.
A friend is there all life to share.
So choose wisely, son, a true friend is rare.
My son, as for girls, your future is bright.
You’ll find contentment if you treat one right.
A girl needs thoughts of love to fill her day.
If she has love she has less reason to stray.
A girl’s world is different from the one you know.
Relationships and emotions help her bloom and grow.
Look in her eyes each and every day.
Her feelings are important. Listen to what she has to say.
Don’t be afraid to show a little romance.
Hold her in the moonlight and laugh and dance.
Your thoughts will remain positive, son,
If you count your blessings one by one.
Tell her she’s beautiful and just what you need,
Then it’s like dancing and you’ll have to lead.
Don’t look for things she might do wrong.
Mention what she does right. Then move along.
There will be days when your cup is half full.
Choose to be positive and life won’t get dull.
Surprise her with flowers, whether picked or bought.
Keep your romance smoldering and the flames hot.
Kiss her each night before you sleep.
A kiss will remind her your love is deep.
Whisper sweet words as you hold her near.
And the wisest of all, son, always be sincere.
- Discovering Wisdom (3sharedpaths.com)
- Words of Wisdom (soulwritings.wordpress.com)
- WiSdOm In A wOrD? (iamthemockingbird.wordpress.com)
- Words of Wisdom-Surviving Winter Depression. (aarhusblog.com)
- Mother Teresa’s words of wisdom (republicmainstreet.wordpress.com)