slow gray mornings with yerba mate and myself are when i feel the most romantic
Posted: December 1, 2012 Filed under: Poetic truths, Poetry 3 Comments »
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There are moments when lovers reveal parts of themselves
never revealed before
and you are hit with the sudden realization
that things aren’t always as sweet as they seem
and those late night giggles that lead to late morning kisses
are replaced with long silences
and awkward goodbyes
There are times when lovers reveal parts of themselves
never revealed before
that release you from old habits
daydreams where security is found
and pedestals that don’t really exist
and the hard feelings of disappointment
sometimes carried
are gently unpacked from the truth gained from the release
and truth is sweet
as love first felt

i’ve read this 3 days in a row. i appreciate the release in which you wrote, it can be felt thoroughly.
<3
thank you for the very sweet and affirming words
Reblogged this on . . . Or Does It Explode? and commented:
profound piece.
resonated something deep this morning.
check out mah sister Chaka.