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Amare (for Aaron)
“love is another soul recognizing when your own is weary and aching, and then endeavoring to act.”
-Anonymous
when the weight
of my own shoulders
makes a prison of my bed,
love meets me in the dark
where it finds me
-wandering, lost-
and it tries it’s best
to carry me out
into the brightness
of the daylight;
love is devotion,
followed by action
love is
the first sip of hot coffee
made exactly the way I like,
set quietly on the bedside table
as I stretch lazily
under warm blankets
on still-crisp Spring mornings;
it is an invitation to come and play
while the sun shines,
so eagerly waiting
to see me smile again
being loved is
padding out to the kitchen,
remembering the trash
you forgot to take out
and finding it already gone;
the napkin under my cup
with it’s hand-drawn heart,
will be discarded
long before the the memory
of its enduring message
-Anonymous
when the weight
of my own shoulders
makes a prison of my bed,
love meets me in the dark
where it finds me
-wandering, lost-
and it tries it’s best
to carry me out
into the brightness
of the daylight;
love is devotion,
followed by action
love is
the first sip of hot coffee
made exactly the way I like,
set quietly on the bedside table
as I stretch lazily
under warm blankets
on still-crisp Spring mornings;
it is an invitation to come and play
while the sun shines,
so eagerly waiting
to see me smile again
being loved is
padding out to the kitchen,
remembering the trash
you forgot to take out
and finding it already gone;
the napkin under my cup
with it’s hand-drawn heart,
will be discarded
long before the the memory
of its enduring message
Published 7th Apr 2020
| Edited 16th Sep 2020
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7th Apr 2020 5:55pm
Love is in the honest little acts of kindness
(reminded me of tip-toeing into the bathroom while a love is showering and taking Her towel and tossing in the dryer and then putting it back on the towel rack)
(reminded me of tip-toeing into the bathroom while a love is showering and taking Her towel and tossing in the dryer and then putting it back on the towel rack)
7th Apr 2020 7:02pm
I’ve always tried to impress in my children that love is not words or feelings; it’s a verb and as such, requires action 💜.
9th Apr 2020 6:36pm
The details, haptics and voice all blend to create a perfect brew of intimacy. When I got to blend I thought, lets make this a cheesy metaphor. lol Beautiful work Luna. 💖🙏🏻
10th Apr 2020 5:19pm
21st Apr 2020 2:37am
It's layers of little things, so much focus, so many hidden ways for love to show up
