thoughts of you warm my heart
Remembering
Moans of pleasure
~echoing in my ear
Taste of passion
~coating my tongue
Heat of ecstasy
~rising with touch
Epitome of grace
Author Archives: Liquidjade
Romantic poetry via text ~For you~
by Liquidjade
The taste of
Spring lingers
as the memory of showers
wash
cleanse
and bathe me in grace
connecting to a sacred divine
once forgotten
now
blissfully remembered
Away~
and every manipulated moment,
each conversation ignored, things shared tossed aside,
never acknowledged…
forgotten~
in every harmful instance, deliberate in lack of communication
I move further away
Trust gone
skin thickening
my quiet becomes deafening
until the final blow you deliver
is nothing but a wisp of a shadow
who’s heart left long ago.
My own personal experience and reflections
Not everyone is blessed with such verbal/written eloquence. When the words are there, unique, expressed with thought and heartfelt sincerity, the words are cherished, treasured with every fiber of my being. These words of love that make me melt every time I read them.
Letters, email, text, phone calls and packages are the primary ways to express yourselves to one another is he main factor in long distance relationships. Something that can weigh heavy and take it’s toll.
Regular relationships are hard work, add the dynamics of more people and not only do you need to be aware of yourself, but of others as well.
It takes more than pretty words to keep a relationship going. Actions do speak louder than words. Lasting Love is not easy, hearts are frail and easily broken by lies, insecurities, and egotistical manipulations.
Never leave a hurting partner. You are in their life because they want you to be and visa versa. Some things are easy to resolve like a change in the dinner menu, staying out longer, or even just staying in and being with them holding them while they cry.
It’s not just about the sex or what feels good at the moment. It’s facing the scary, angry, sad, frustrating, insecure times, and everyone learning supporting and helping each other become better.
Sometimes it’s easier to slay those inner demons when one knows there is someone there one can lean against after there battle.
Backing up what you say and feel in your heart, understanding, being patient, being there when times are tough, listening as much if not more than you are listened too, working through things and communicating. It’s what makes things last. There are sacrifices on everyones part, being there for each other is of the upmost importance.
If it doesn’t matter to one whether or not the reassurance or working towards bettering the relationship goes beyond the pretty words or the great sex to get ones rocks off . . . then someone is being used.
If it doesn’t matter to you that one in the relationship is hurting and you leave them for another or that they are in need of something beyond words from you and you do not put yourself aside to help them . . . you are an option, not a priority or addition.
And/or they are disregarding you as much. . . There needs to be some tough communication and perhaps changes.
The opposite of love is neglect. If one does not care enough to put forth the effort to go beyond words, what’s the point in saying ‘ I love you’ and what’s the point of the relationship? Has it gone from love to roommates or fuck buddy?
Realistically it doesn’t take much to reassure the people you care for, nor to acknowledge the reassurance received. To create an environment where each are able to grow individual as well as everyone growing together, nourishing each beautiful individual soul, definitely takes time and is well worth it.
If it is important to you take the time out.
Relationships are hard work, with love and rewards beyond measure.
Tasking
My previous task assignments were to be completed at certain times throughout the day. Mechanical, dry, and without feeling. Fake.
I was recently assigned a task for a while where there was freedom given as to when it was completed.
A small task, though the words important to me and heart felt, as is with everything about me. I’m not going to waist my energy saying, conveying, or doing anything if it is not true and real. Those who choose to respond get more from me and I from them.
The task came to an end and I miss it. I still want to convey the words, as I reflect and think they are still there and ring true in my heart.
I am filled with happy memories from it, learning quiet a bit of my self and others.