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Loving language

Loving language

Do we seek this spring of chemistry or physical feelings
safety in company rushed for chemically half satisfied euphorically disappointed or that bulls buck to the bell 8 second worshiped ride
ย  Belt buckle pride ย  ย  ย  ย  Sex with one to hold and grow old never soar as one soul
will the words carry the lust long enough to avoid broken homes
ย ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  Itโ€™s a manifestation of prim to prime then bud rose after rose poetry
with more than the words that stem I do as the alter that courts then settles in recliners for no more Love seats
loosing loves true arts to times pressures to find another half for mind or bodies measure
missing the feeling unspoken some are fortunate to have beyond the words I love u as confirmation the sparks more than just that
ย  ย  ย  ย  Itโ€™s touch not just felt and heard
The exploration of sensations unique to ones independent nature
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  The places that pool water or sweat settle in each motion apart or together
ย  Knowing each other inside and out but front to back with no doubt
only eyes to connect that chemical spirit is always still growing
ย ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  That match made perfect is glowing from heart to heart sheโ€™s always smiling loud
ย ย  In life like heavenly miraculous found not after while one waits in lifeโ€™s fabric not stuck in locked clouds
ย  ย  Where the water falls is the everlasting portrait sought by all
as we picture this frame and page scripted filmed then playedย  ย  these ways ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  Bigger than life with times exchange
so on the second hand nature of exposure and beyond lifeโ€™s introduction of possibilities
ย  ย  ย  We write and watch but rarely find the one that fits that scene of undefined meaning
ย  ย  If I go to the club did I miss her on the dance floor or was she the silhouette on the high ground
dancing like a twin with no words screaming itโ€™s me come and find now
ย ย  ย  ย  ย  Like a dream missing the colors and full profile of a certain make up
ย  ย  A glass slipper as the clock keeps striking the magic fizzles then I wake up
ย ย  ย  ย  ย  Maybe one day Iโ€™ll find that perfectly pictured dream on this side of where my hands search the hold
Iโ€™ve known
but only speak silent down deep where my oats are first sewen and best friend still sleeps
ย ย  A memory with a sketch until I wake from the question
is it left in the words or the full expression
ย ย  ย  the embrace of our times been stole then stoned
now wakes now home thru virtue then
ย ย  ย  ย  ย  Truth felt before spoken Love Said
but spelt deep where true love began
ย ย  ย  ย  so strong this could only be once chosen
As the chimes ring the bells of more than social notice
but times ways cause my know but hold this
ย ย  ย  Maybe this times right or meant for a later but better moment
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  Natures choice I found my perfect play date but I gotta be realistic so Iโ€™ll send a letter then wait

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Richard Waters

We, fragile souls, express love in many ways. To gain strength. Through language we can only give so much, trying to represent its power. This " force " in touch, in sense, we feel as the irrational " quantity " taking one to a blend of emotional response and " Chemical Romance "" where an unquestionable reliance on trust, and loyalty, exists. Here, you define yourself, and others, with a heart full of promise, as well as optimism. The sensation of worth, being a part of a pact, like no other, brings every facet of " Life On Earth " into stark focus.
Physical boundaries and reasoning tested, then enhanced and embraced, are investigated to defy logic at times. Joyously. But, always with the reality of spiritual coupling, never doubted, present to boost confidence. YOU BECOME MORE. Due to influence.
LOVE GIVES. LOVE RELATES TO OUR BEING HERE. LOVE DEFINES THE JOURNEY, WE ARE ON. How great thou art ? How great to attempt to describe all love shares, and brings, to amplify connections with the world, nature, and nurture ? CULTURE CELEBRATES LOVE. For, it transcends boundaries. To expand horizons.
Compounding, whole-heartedly, manifestly treasured invasions into our senses, to bring resolution. Energetic compulsions work, well, dedicated to instilling emotional investment, and translating code. Of us.