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Stu Harley Apr 12
A smile, like a siren, my defenses disarm,
Love's sweet persuasion, a captivating charm.
Logic surrenders, swept away by the tide,
Reason takes a backseat, emotions my guide.

Whispers of forever, paint futures so bright,
I chase after dreams, bathed in love's golden light.
Will I lose myself, in this passionate quest?
Can love conquer all, yet put my heart to the test?

But a fire too fierce can consume and destroy,
Is love's wild embrace, a beautiful ploy?
I surrender with caution, a bittersweet plea,
Love, get the best of me, but leave the best of me.
Stu Harley Apr 12
Though whispers may fade, and voices grow dim,
Love's echo remembers a constant within.
No journey too distant, no mountain too high,
Love's presence remains, a star in the sky.

In laughter that lingers, in tears that we've cried,
A tapestry is woven, where memories reside.
Love's touch lingers softly, a warmth in the breeze,
A rustle of leaves, whispering through trees.

We may wander and wander, on paths yet unknown,
But love's silent language, forever is sown.
A silent inscription, on hearts intertwined,
Love knows that we are here, forever enshrined.
Stu Harley Apr 11
the lie is a seed
when lies are told
are planted in the soul
thus
we give it
water and light to breathe
when the lie takes flight
then
we let it grow
while
it takes control
yes indeed
the deeper we go
reveals the essence of hate
shall create the path we sow
Stu Harley Apr 11
Not tangled vines, nor cages built of gold,
Love gives you space, a story to unfold.
A gentle breeze that whispers, "You are free,"
To chase your dreams, beneath a boundless sky.

Trust's open arms, a safe and steady hold,
Where wings unfurl, a tale yet to be told.
Roots that bind, yet let the branches climb,
A love that thrives, in its own gentle time.

So breathe it in, the air, so fresh and bright,
Love's gift of freedom is taking flight.
Stu Harley Apr 11
No crashing waves, no thunder's roar,
Love shall a quiet storm explore.
A steady rain, that gently soaks,
Nourishing roots, where passion croaks.

A whispered wind, through leaves, sighs,
Secrets it shares, beneath soft skies.
A steady flame, a burning bright,
Warming the soul, through the darkest night.

Love's quiet storm, a constant grace,
Transforming hearts, in its embrace.
When love makes a quiet storm
Stu Harley Apr 11
The final page, we thought we'd turned, my dear,
A story closed, with whispers and a tear.
But fate, a fickle hand, it seems has planned,
A brand new chapter, written in the sand.

Love dips its pen in embers, soft and warm,
And paints a sunrise, weathering the storm.
Forgiveness blooms, a gentle, healing vine,
Entwining hearts, where once was just a line.

With open minds, we rewrite every line,
Embrace the flaws, a love that's truly thine.
So let us dance, beneath a moonlit sky,
Love writes another chapter, you and I.
Stu Harley Apr 9
In eyes deep and knowing, a reflection I see,
Love's mirror reveals me, the person I long to be.
Flaws and all displayed, in a light pure and true,
But love sees beyond them, sees the potential too.

Strength I didn't know I had, courage takes hold,
Love's reflection whispers, "Your story unfolds."
Vulnerability blossoms, a garden unseen,
Love nurtures and waters, where beauty has been.

The mirror reflects kindness, a love that's complete,
In another's acceptance, my own heart can meet.
Love's gaze, a gentle compass, guiding me true,
The best version of myself, is reflected in you.
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