#unconditionalove
XvA:
Walk in each other out, this distances seem to cease to another throne of treasure and kingdom of eclectic bliss, with your arms around me, at ease.
Meow:
Be quiet, my heart.
Be quiet for me.
I am afraid he will hear;
I am afraid he will see.
Xva:
Wounds sealed, scars vanished as love your felt beneath. Oh hope the moment doesn't squeeze since the truth we seek is within this undivided dream.
Be quiet, my heart.
Be quiet... please.
Don't dart out of my chest.
Don't race away my mortal beats.
As the branches of enchantment rises to its prerequisite tract, they intend to glow off an miraculous beam.
Be quiet, my heart,
He mustn't know this.
And if you are scared,
Whisper me your worries.
Visions of sacred bond began to flourish and while we swing through the blooming rainbow; for he found his queen and her king revealed.. <3
TYFR..love and live everybody
<3 peace &happinesss
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 7:19 AM UTC
You know what?
It may not feel real to you, but
It does to me.
Lies so often that it’s uprooted my own
Sense of sensibility.
Gentle, loving touch
I feel it deep shivers down my back
The services you render
I haven’t seen
Since I ran Allroy off the track.
Peck rapidly with your thumbs
Although you can barely read.
But here I stay, I care
I can’t explain the need.
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 11:46 AM UTC
With closed eyes, I inwardly spy on the enormously arbitrary stockpile.
Her picture drifts by, escorted by a brisk convoy of memory -
those strikingly timeworn matrices of hoary but lasting stories
from her youth, then from the wrong side of forty…
and now about the beginning of wrinkles on her rickety little fingers –
feeble and gentle.
There she is…smiling unconditionally at me, not concerned with my status or money,
or, for that matter, my other silly intimacies that keep waxing and waning like an isochronal scream.
With all her warmth and affection – unqualified and plenary
she waits at the doorway…across time…ever-ready to accept me
for whatever I was, am and may continue to become.
While I have ignorantly swerved this way and the other
erring, straying, scouring the world over, she has been invariably there -
my unabridged blessing, my true well-wisher.
My mother, any mother –
The best girl-friend ever.
Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 3:33 PM UTC
thank you
for holding space for me in your mind
thank you
for letting me know you were thinking of me
thank you
for making me less lonely, even if it means it’s allowing me in the form of a thought to be with you
thank you
thank you a lot
thank you very much.
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 2:36 AM UTC