Tag Archive | love

111. Across the waters 

I looked across the waters today,
Hoping to see your face again.
I heard only the wind blow
And the falling of the cold rain.

When did you leave me,
Why did you go away?
Why did you stay silent 
When we had so much to say?

I wait every day of my life 
To taste your lips, my love,
To see the sunrise in your deep eyes,
And to thank the stars above.

©Brindology & Cassandra Luey 2017
Original image by Cassandra Luey

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104. Life is short

Life is short. 

How often do we hear this?
Sometimes death etches a scar so terribly deep that no amount of rain can wash it away. 

Life is short. 

Love, just love. 
Love others. 
Love yourself. 
We come into this world alone and we leave it alone, but we are not alone while we are alive. 

Please be kind to one another and to yourself. 

Remember, life is short.

©Brindology 2015

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99. Miscarriage 

And here you stand before me, 
With windswept hair, 
As my dreams go drifting
Through the air, 

You turn away
Without a care, 
And you walk from me 
To who knows where. 

You don’t turn back, 
You don’t catch your breath, 
You don’t stop to wonder why, 
You don’t ask me, 
You don’t answer, 
You don’t stop when I cry. 

Every bridge that you burn, 
Every page that you turn, 
Every moment that never returns, 
Every day I will yearn
For you, 
For you, 
For you, 
For you.

©Brindology 2015 

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Daily prompt: Lovingly

86. Of so long ago 

She was beautiful, long ago. 
She had a carefree smile and she swung her hips seductively as she walked.
He couldn’t ever take his eyes off her. 

That was a long time ago. 

Now, they sit beside each other like strangers, unable to bear the sharing of their common breath.
No words fill the space between them. 

She had grown inwards, unable to comprehend the loss he was experiencing.
She was still beautiful; but he couldn’t see her face anymore. 

©Brindology 2015 

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Daily prompt: Exquisite

80. Together

I would give up all the blue skies
For that one moment with you,
I would give up all the daffodils
For that one kiss from you,
I would give up all my words
For that one song with you,
I would give up all my days
For that one breath with you.

You could be my sunlight
When my sun is gone,
You could be my tomorrow
When today is done;
You could be my happiness
When I’m feeling down,
You could be my miracle
Keeping my feet on the ground.

What would you give up
If I spent a moment with you?
What would you dream of
If I gently kissed you?
What would you say
If I sang my song for you?
What would you want
If I shared my breath with you?

Would I be your sunlight
If your sun were gone,
Would I be your tomorrow
When today is done;
Would I be your happiness
When you’re feeling down,
Could I be your miracle
And keep you safe and sound?

You gave up all the blue skies
For that one moment with me,
You gave up all the daffodils
For that one kiss from me,
You gave up all your words
For that one song with me,
You gave up all your days
For that one breath with me.

You gave it all up, didn’t you,
Just for me?

©Brindology 2014

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Daily prompt: Gone

78. Magic can happen 

We have only this moment between us,
This breath that we share.
But it’s not hard to believe
That magic can happen if we dare.

Be counted,
Stand.
Be seen,
Raise your hand.
Go on, be heard,
Sing.
Be alive,
Be the light you bring.

Our hands are never empty.
Our hearts can always love,
Our lives do matter,
We’re from the stars above.

So be counted,
Get up, stand.
Be seen,
Throw up your hands.
Go on, be heard,
Sing!
Be alive,
Be the light you bring.

We have only this moment between us,
This breath that we share.
But it’s not hard to believe
That magic can happen if we dare.

©Brindology 2015

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Daily prompt: Hopeful

73. Memories 

My mind has shielded these precious memories from their eyes.
What was yours and mine has remained just so, a quiet contemplation between us both.

My face has been gazed at most lovingly by your heart all this while.

The moments we held hands,
The secrets we whispered into each other’s breath,
The tears which fell from my face to yours…
These were our private moments.

But as I write these words, our shared existence drifts into another world,
and they begin to see us with eyes opened by the discovery of a new perspective.

Do I still look the same to you?
I wonder if your perfume still holds its sweet fragrance.

©Brindology 2015

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Daily prompt: Discover