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The Comfort of Home
His arm around her
The look into her eyes
A sun risen for the first time
The warmth of her next to him
The calm of her voice
Holding hands, a connection, a relaxation
A minute turned to an hour
Minutes that felt like an eternity
Comfort of home
Watching, feeling time pass slowly
To spend a day an eternity to watch the next sunset
An emotion, a feeling so strong
Wrapped 'round
Opening a gift that lay under the tree
Is this Love?
As then Love must be Life
Then Life must be the feeling of being Alive
The look into her eyes
A sun risen for the first time
The warmth of her next to him
The calm of her voice
Holding hands, a connection, a relaxation
A minute turned to an hour
Minutes that felt like an eternity
Comfort of home
Watching, feeling time pass slowly
To spend a day an eternity to watch the next sunset
An emotion, a feeling so strong
Wrapped 'round
Opening a gift that lay under the tree
Is this Love?
As then Love must be Life
Then Life must be the feeling of being Alive
Published 27th Aug 2022
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The density of deep love and it's sublime jointure; it's basking within that indelible feeling which is very much the definition of home.
Lovely read, Glenn
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Lovely read, Glenn
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28th Aug 2022 7:57pm
The stuff of us poets. Feelings that are written about a life and a love we all crave.
*on another note whilst I was writting this it could have so gone into erotica which actually is the same feelings.
Thanks for the comment B❤
*on another note whilst I was writting this it could have so gone into erotica which actually is the same feelings.
Thanks for the comment B❤
