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Speaking that…where IS she?…😠
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Paul Verlaine, from a poem titled "Lover's Chat", featured in 100 and One Poems by Paul Verlaine
Maybe she does. Maybe he does too. Some people never really leave each other, even after the silence starts.
There’s never a time when she’s not running through his mind. He’s consumed by the thoughts and visions of her. Time and distance aren’t enough to keep her from him. He longs for her touch like a bee longs for the nectar of a flower. It’s more than just physical. There souls are connected as one. In a way that defies logic and explanation. He feels her in those quiet moments. In the stillness of his sleep. She’s in every song that stirs a memory in his heart. And every sunrise/ sunset that leaves him aching for her touch. He craves the sound of her voice. The softness of her touch. And , how her gentle presence calms the chaos in his mind. She’s lingers in all of his senses. The scent of jasmine reminds him of her hair. The taste of wine reminds him of her kisses. Like a memory that can’t be washed away. And, when he finally does hold her, the world around him fades away. Because, to him, she’s much more than lust and desire. She is home. She’s temptation, peace, joy and longing all wrapped in a beautiful soul that he loves spending a lifetime rediscovering.
Thanks @unwrappingthemystery for your beautiful post an inspiration. I’m grateful and honored, as always ✌🏼❤️😘☕️
“Everything was tangled, our legs, our tongues, our thoughts.”
Dance with me in a candlelit room. Leave our clothes and the stress of the outside world behind. Let’s take our time to slowly and seductively explore each other’s minds, body n souls. It’s in that moment where the only thing that matters is the presence of 2 lovers and our imagination .
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It's my 10 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
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