Your eyes tell tales
Of care and warmth
And kindness and love
But stand too close
And your eyes light fires
Of pain and hurt
And deceit and lies
Thank you to Michaela from The Path Less Travelled for nominating me for the challenge.
I really wanted to post a quote about roses and love (my two favorite things!), but couldn’t find the right quote. I looked at dozens of rose and love quotes on Sunday, but nothing spoke to me. So I left it alone. My subconscious solved it for me. I woke up with a jolt in the early hours of Monday morning, it is the seed that with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the rose. And I thought that’s exactly what I was looking for, the Rose by Bette Midler! Isn’t it amazing how our soul can sometimes speak to us?
So here’s my choice for day 3-lucky last!
Have a lovely day (or night!) I’m in the future, I’ve just woken up to Monday morning xo
(Woman in Love Performed by Barbra Streisand Written by Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group)
I was surprised yesterday by Michaela of The Path Less Travelled By with a 3-Day Quote Challenge. I haven’t done a challenge in a while so decided to do this one. Except that I will not be nominating others, if anyone would like to participate then please feel welcome to with a pingback here.
Now for the hard part, what quote to choose? There are so many insightful, wise, encouraging quotes in the world. So I decided to have some fun and say what I really want. (Give it to me!) I’m going with song lyrics, that can just as well double up for quotes.
Here goes! (Thanks once again to Michaela)
Quote #1
All my aching
All my craving
Desires
Prayers
Have scattered like
Torn pieces of paper
On a hot windy day
I no longer want you
I no longer need you
I can see through you
It’s happened
It’s gone
The good thing is:
It doesn’t matter what smart, sexy, super-intelligent, sassy comments I could have made, or how I could have responded.
Because you would still be you.
Day after day
And night after night
Waiting and hoping
And biding my time
I feel so glad
I am relieved
That finally
I can see
The mask
The face
The smile
So fake
And I am glad
To have
Escaped
I am free
I am me
And glad to be
Sometimes we need a big knock over our heads to jolt us back to reality. Even if fantasy is more comforting. But the fantasy never becomes real, does it? And reality has its claws all over us. No escape.
I feel your kiss
I savor your touch
I see your smile
I hear your voice
I taste your love
And then
I crave you
All over again
Poems and Petals 