Only Once

photo[1]

Heart on a Wheel

photo 2-5

Curtain Call

HeartBreakTheThreeofSwords

“In matters of the heart, sometimes the pain of the end is also the end of pain.” -kR

The curtain calls as tears caress her pretty face.
Wedding bells deferred, for her no quantum of solace.
She’s been robbed of her amazing grace.
Love’s a sad and losing race.
And her heart’s a blazing furnace.
Her body was once an uncommon place.
To think she’d saved it for…what’s his face?
So much for sticking to your own race!
Standing alone at the altar how can she ever save face?

P.S. Pushed beyond despair, heartbroken beyond repair, she carved out her heart, not because she never wished to love again, but because she never wished to hurt again.

 

[image via]

When Love is Blind

photo

“True beauty is that which even a blind man can see.” -kR

On the night I lost my eyes I saw the light. In the pitch black darkness of that still night she held my hand, guiding me into the twilight as we prepared for our fateful dance under the pale moonlight. Casting shadows atop a wondrous mountain, the smile on her face I could so easily ascertain. “That’s right,” I told her. I could feel her smile and hear her gaze. My distorted sense of the different senses left her amazed. And she found herself unable to retort. Her mouth agape, pondering how this once agape love had become so erotic. How could a blind man possibly love her? How could he so willingly trust a woman he had never seen? So many questions and so few answers had left many an onlooker just as bewildered. And while this all sounded magical it was no sorcery; just a pure and innocent beauty. A simple and genuine love, a marriage of two souls converging into one heart through a shared body. Our final act was to serve as a reminder to the new hybrid human race that would emerge from the colors of the wind we would paint with our bodies as they brushed each other with different strokes; an alternating pulsating melody of the intertwining of gentle and fierce. Ying and Yang, we went out with a bang! And thence, a new universe was born. A new world would arise devoid of the differences that once burdened the eyes. No more race, color, creed. We had morphed and become one with light, nature, and God Himself. On this brand new day, our children and our children’s children would see each other as they truly were – forever blind with love.

[image via]

Dear Crush

photo

Dear Mine,

It is with utmost pleasure that I pick up this pen and spill this ink upon this paper, to grace your eyes with words you shall not soon forget.

For years you’ve had no idea, but for years you’ve been the she…for me, even while you were yet with he…and I was yet with another she. God must have let that be…so that there could be a better we, eventually…inevitably, according to the plans He has for we. Unsuspectingly, all along you were the she…for me. Finally, I am ready to see you become that she…for me. So please tell me, what’s it going to be?

Sincerely,

Yours

Waiting for Love

photo (2)