Lovingly Yours, Heart and Soul


Dearest Miss,

I find myself repeatedly reminiscing, on a moment in time, my brown eyes found you. They fell in a swoop to the sound of cupids arrow striking my heart. I can tell you that it hurt. As if to show, to feel, the pain one would endure if a love never came true. I can say with such certainty, wages would never be bet against the love, I have for you. Occupied days, filled with menial tasks, when a trade is put to rest, the night fills with your presence. The wonder, would you be on a stroll through a garden path or lost in the pages of a books romantic pass. I find myself again, repeating, letter after letter, in prose or lined in a poems ode. Not enough sonnets written to a sunsets song without the mention of your name, carried long. My heartbeat beats, it pounds, it’s left wanting. The touch, the physical, emotional roller coaster ride that exhilarates the truest point in a state of bliss. That bliss. Would be you, my dearest Miss.

I find myself once more, a bidding I loath. To end this letter, sealed with a kiss, knowing it will never be sent. Stacked in a pine box, trapped in a closed drawer. Forever, never seen nor read. The truth is simple when courage is without test. To say, to feel what the heart bleeds. In silence, kept at lock and key. These words are yours, they’re meant to be set free but the fear in me can’t see. The darkness that clouds the sky above, would be cruel, for me to share with you. I keep you near where my heart feels. Deep inside at the centre of its core. Every thump, doubles in time, when your image appears in my head.

I pray, not to any god, or the one with many names. But pray I do, that I may know, happiness follows you.

Lovingly Yours, Heart and Soul

AntΓΆnyRΓΆs

The Sun, The Love, The Dark, The Life

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winters burn, leave this place
suns turn, to touch my face
caressed with a grace, creating anew
the life in flesh, it breathes into
fragile as it is, kiss my cheeks rosy red
I beg
sunlight of life, feed the way to blossoms bloom

valleys cut with streams and rivers
through meadows too, where nature floats
the mountain snows melt, cascading from above
it’s journey below, to quench the earth

the sun does shine but never bright enough
as you, the love that holds my life
darkness in the midst of night
when I see you, my eyes lay wide
open to take in
beauty and desire
that is my sin

the sun, my sun that warms
the love, my love in me swarms
the dark, my darkness is done
the life, my life is mine

Ax

The celebration of life for Josephs partner P was a beautiful gathering of family and friends. i got to visit with Joseph for a short time. i sat in his chair and breathed in his air, haha. a moment I will remember.
joseph held up ok. you can see the pain but I felt the love they had.

Im sitting at the ferrydocks in Nanaimo waiting to go home. wrote this with my dumbass phone. please forgive any errors. spelling. grammar. oh wait. its usually like that. never mind. its all good crap lol

love to all
Antony
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Coffee, Tea or Me?

  
Coffee is a must to get things going
Often not, two cups in one sitting
Frothy top off a triple latte
Fragrant with a little cinnamon dusting
Everything will be a-okay
Especially with her in the way

Tea is an afternoon affair, take it or leave it
Earl is just the excuse to have her serve
Anxiously watching her every swerve

opportunities had to ask her out, so many times
replaying the day, repeating the same crimes

Mornings with her to brighten my day
Evenings dreaming of her, from my favorite cafe

Ax

Lost XXXIV

how many days that have passed
how many tears that have stained
so many days and nights
so many hugs squeezed tight
now forgotten, left sitting
now collecting dust, left rotten
go it may with more light than dark
go it may with more smiles than not
vow we did never to disappear
vow we did to love dear
no one will ever take your place
no one will ever fill with grace
allow my heart to pledge again
allow every tomorrow to come with hope
grow from all the growing pains
grow from letting go even though it pains

Ax

Lost XXVII

  

Lost XXVII

All the yesterdays are now gone, left with nothing but scars
So many days alone wondering, does He see the pain in His child’s eyes
No signs given, no sense of faiths relief, all the doubt of a saviors grace sinks deep
Knowing, no one or thing or spirit will ever exist, in this life called Mine
Afraid to face another soul where eyes connect, my sorrow is the disconnect
The broken bones and the cut up flesh does not compare to my eyes that have died 1000 times
My heart, although aching, still pumps with a soft rhythmic beat
You see, I may not believe in God but I do believe in me
The choices I make to stay or leave defines who I am
A being with a free spirit, abused at birth
With memories that have haunted every breath taken since then
Never to forget, the lashes etched in the space of my mind, like stars shooting across the sky
There will be a day when I must part, to leave without goodbyes
My only hope, I take along, is the thought of seeing you in another life
Where skies are always blue
Birds sing for me and you
The only smell in the air
Is the smell of tender loving care
Touch of flesh that ignites desire
Passion born from love and fire
Smiles when sleep takes the eyes
And wakes just as fresh with the suns rise
My only hope, I take along, is the thought of seeing you in another life

Ax