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Love Goes and Returns

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I met this young woman today at French Broad Chocolate Lounge in Asheville. She began to share her story in between four of us sharing a lavender creme brûlée, a chocolate cake, ice cream and brownies. It was a diabetic dream. But what was better was her sharing of how her life has changed…or made a giant circle.

She has reconnected with her high school boyfriend who was much older. Now, after getting divorced and having two kids, she’s available. He’s never had another serious relationship. He’s never been married.

“How does something like this happen? How was he waiting? Did he secretly hope your marriage failed?” I asked fascinated while laughing.

“Nope, he just didn’t fall in love ever again. He was the love of my life. I have been the love of his. It was bad timing when I was in college…!” She went into intimate intricate yummy in’s and out’s of condensing ten years.

“And here you are! He just declared his love. He’s picking up right where his heart left off.” I patted my heart in complete delight for the utter harlequin romance of it all.

We continued to feed our souls, but the true sweetness was in Sara’s story. It was the love that was declared and shared. It was the delicate reminders of how time doesn’t really exist and you can return to the beginning over and over.

It takes pure vulnerability to stay open to the magic of what may be without forcing things. It requires courage to follow the heart and quiet the mind. This is love at its depth of being.

Life has a way of bringing in the most amazing events when you discard the expectation. Love goes and returns when it’s meant to appear. And this afternoon her energy expressed it all beyond words. It was the most magnificent delicatessen in that chocolate factory.

~m.a.p.

Connections

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“The first time

you looked at me

I saw myself

looking through

another time

returning back

to you again.”

I witnessed a man and a woman in a book store looking at one another through bookshelves. She smiled, put her head down pretending to look at the titles, and tucked her hair behind her ear. He browsed through the books still keeping an eye on her and smiling. They did this for a few minutes. And then for one moment they stared into each other. That one moment was infinite. Their stories unfolded right there with a bookshelf holding this timeline apart. They went their ways. I sat there replaying their intimacy.

If we allow others to come into this realm…every one who tries to…what would our world look like? I mean, the loves…the ones that we push away because of timing and responsibility. I encounter many of these stories without a word being exchanged. I tend to them, noting the endless possibilities of their silence. Their connection is beyond this world. And I can see it’s all about timing.

We are all connected. Whenever we choose to engage in this acceptance we may find that magic is truly fate in disguise. ~m.a.p.

Our Story

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This story,

yours and mine,

touches me in the middle of the night

as I long to reach under the warmth

through the

miles of blankets and pillows

to feel your fingertips rubbing mine.

Between the snores, movements,

and exasperation of the room

I lay still

hearing your heart beat against

the fullness of silence

engulfing me with your past stories,

dancing with your present words,

desiring a moment of exhale

where you can be free from the traumas.

I think I loved you before we ever met.

I think I will love you even after this….

Don’t Fall In Love

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How does anyone fall in love? Isn’t love already there, always available? How can you “fall” into something that is innately inside of you, because you are made from it? Is it possible that you don’t “fall” as much as you open into another form of love? Could it be that the idea of “falling” is actually awakening a soul connection in a subconscious level? I have not fallen into anything. Ever! But, I have been in deep times of attraction. I have been in ecstasy which have been as addictive as a drug and can be confused with eternal love. We tend to use the word and emotion to satisfy a carnal feeling of necessity. Love has little to do with those “falling” parts of yourself. Don’t mistake the truth of who you are while giving the power to another. Love is the magic in your heart. It is the provider of divinity and purpose here. It is the ALL that forces you to learn and grow and evolve into a spiritual being.Love…love is always there…and when you find that person that makes it come alive it is simply reminding you of what you already have. And this person doesn’t have to be a romantic union. It can be your children, a friend, a pet, a lover, and most importantly it must be yourself. Because, if you don’t love yourself you cannot possibly love another. You cannot give what you don’t have. ~ M.A.P.

The Ness of It All

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Tucking my hair behind my ears,

caressing my bangs over my eyes,

you checked in constant assurance

that I always heard and saw you.

Your hands guided my chin upward

so my eyes could share

the unspoken truth…

I was forever present with your one-ness.

Memories immortalize moments,

freezing scenes of tender-ness,

loving-ness and kind-ness

while all else now falls

in helpless-ness  to a backdrop

of what is now real life.

Words echo,

I was everything to you

and I haven’t been ever since

to anyone else…

Oh, yes, there have been lovers

who crafted beautifully the arts

of rapture,

passion,

ecstasy,

gratification…

but the nothing-ness,

the ever so encompassing-ness

of allowing me

to love endlessly

without holding back

buried itself with you

long ago.

When I permit myself

the act of giving

I am returned with akward-ness–

a full disclosure

that you are not in them,

and I am not in me as well.

Luckily stories re-enact

in little sleepless nights

through visions

of what may never be again

but always live in fond-ness:

I was truly treasured

in whole-ness by you.

Cosmic Souls

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The moon peaked into our room

watching us with envy,

infusing and detailing the scent of musk.

I moved to your hands

feathering my back,

counting every freckle,

tracing every scar,

until you finally took me,

devouring inch by inch

the territory of flesh.

I searched for your eyes,

with that giant light as my witness,

to see them smiling

like no other I’ve ever seen.

You were the one…

the only one who expected nothing,

accepted even less,

while longing my body,

entering my soul.

Our bodies united,

intertwining without beginning or end

as the wind rhythmically guided

our dance.

You had me. You were my essence,

I was yours,

and one day we will meet again

in the cosmic world of

the in-between.

The Fall

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I fell in love

so unexpectedly

like water falls from sky.

 

How do I forget your smell

carved into the curve of my neck,

the taste of you

tattooed on my skin,

your eyes watching me give you

all of me,

splendidly and deliciously

into exhaustion?

 

I fell into you

like a diver jumps into depth,

surprisingly and magically

into an unknown

searching for treasures that lie

profoundly hidden in the ocean floor.

 

I fell,

scrapped knees, bruised heart, lost in memories

until that one moment

sometime, somewhere, somehow

you fall into me again.

I Melt with You

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The sound of your voice

carries magical gifts

that chill my nerve endings,

erecting every particle

and I dissolve within seconds

of each syllable released.

 

I shiver,

dancing to a mystery

of what will be

sometime,

somewhere,

somehow,

as you look deep within me.

 

I melt with each thought

of you,

diffusing in your hands

as they

trace,

create,

explore

the corners of my flesh.

 

I dance to your eyes,

as they search for my truth,

my releases and secrets,

waiting for permission

to kiss,

absorb,

extract,

love all of me

as you take nectar

from my spirit.

 

In the end

it is the journey of silence,

smiles,

and gestures

that bring me back

to being infinite

with you…

intertwine in me.

Whimsical Surrender

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Touch me

here

inside my chest

and grab a tight hold

of my all.

Cut through

the façade of illusions

that this can erupt

our hearts

into pieces

if we were to dive

without a parachute.

 

Love is indestructible,

infrangible,

shatterproof.

 

It will always expand

each particle

of our being

waiting to be endorsed

as a mutual contract

for two spirits

to finally surrender

into a mystical union.

 

Take me.

Make me.

Wake me.

You will never break me.

I am complete

because you have entered

into my life

for a moment,

a lifetime,

in a small memory

of something that is intangible,

but so pleasantly sweet…

beyond my imagination.