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Ephemeral Bloom…

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In the twilight of possibility…where dreams linger and whispers of sanguine dance…

She stood at the precipice of her aspirations, heart alight with the embers of possibility…

The world, a tapestry of gleaming opportunities, unfolded before her eager eyes…

With every breath, she drank the elixir of ambition, intoxicated by the sweet nectar of potential…

Her spirit, resolute and determined, refused to yield to the shadows of doubt…

She dared to chase the evanescent, to embrace the tantalizing unknown…

In the serpentine hallways of uncertainties, she found solace in the pursuit of her dreams…

With each step, the melody of her heart crescendoed, a consonance of resounding hope…

Through the corridors of fear, she forged a path bathed in the luminous glow of possibility…

And as she wove her tapestry of aspirations, she discovered the rare and beautiful essence of courage…

For in the dominion of dreams, hope thrived, flourishing like an ephemeral bloom…

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Divergent Destinies…

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In the midst of a swirling crossroads, a tapestry of choices unfurled before me, each path whispering its own allure…

I stood at the convergence of divergent destinies, caught between the familiar and the uncharted…

A tempest of possibilities stirred within, uncertainty mingling with an undeniable yearning…

Should I surrender to the seductive embrace of the unknown, or seek solace in the comfort of the familiar?

The echoes of whispered dreams tugged at my heart, urging me to follow the path less traveled…

Yet practicality cast its shadow, reminding me of the risks and uncertainties that lay ahead…

I gazed at the starlit sky, searching for answers in the celestial expanse, the constellations mirroring my inner turmoil…

In this liminal space, the weight of decision pressed upon me, a delicate dance between ambition and fortification…

A mosaic of desires painted the landscape of my soul, fragments of aspirations intertwining with the threads of reality…

I yearned for the infinite, aching to carve my own narrative, to chase the elusive horizon of my dreams…

With hesitant steps, I ventured forward, embracing the unknown with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation…

For it is in the face of uncertainty that true growth and transformation reside…

In this dance of crossroads, I embarked upon the path that whispered to my heart, guided by intuition and the faintest glimmer of hope…

With each stride, I shed the confines of the familiar, surrendering to the whispers of destiny…

For it is in the pursuit of our dreams that we truly come alive, casting aside the shackles of conformity…

And as I journeyed onward, I embraced the symphony of possibilities, my spirit unfurling like a captivating melody…

In this juncture of existence, I found solace, knowing that the choices we make shape our very essence…

And so, I embraced the uncharted, embracing the unspoken promise of the unknown…

For in the crossroads of life, the true essence of our being is revealed, and we become the authors of our own extraordinary story…

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Soul’s Susurrus…

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In the depths of her soul…

a longing, unnamed…

a yearning for a whispering…unveiling the veiled…

she stood on the edge of the world, gazing into the infinite…

the uncharted calling…

the stars, like twinkling tales…enticing her to explore…

Her heart ablaze with desires untamed…

the melancholic beauty of the unknown…

a dance of anticipaticiousness…

Her spirit unfurling…

guided by the susurrus of her soul…

in pursuit of the ineffable…

she surrendered to the secrets…

and ventured forth, fearless…

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Photo ~ Star Gazing Girl by MichaelAtman on DeviantArt

Whispered Dreams…

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In the realm of solitude… memories whisper… silence echoes… solace found.

Fragments of life scatter like stardust…

woven upon the tapestry of existence…

moments etched upon my soul.

Echoes of laughter and tears in a tender breeze…

harmony of joy and sorrow resounds through the corridors of time…

Twilight reveals secrets…

night sky conceals mysteries…

observer of enigmatic dance… beyond eternity’s grasp.

Yearning to capture the ineffable… essence of fleeting bliss… held close to trembling heart… beauty lies in impermanence…

Embracing the ever-changing tides… surrendering to the dance of shadows and light…

sanctuary found in whispered dreams… delicate balance of ephemeral presence…

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Symphony of Words…

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In the ethereal realm of ink and parchment, my soul unfurls…

A delicate dance of thoughts and emotions, a tapestry woven with words…

Each stroke of the pen breathes life into the intangible, unveiling the secrets of my heart…

Splendid narratives intertwine, caressing the senses with an exquisite melange of love’s longing, the ache of pain, and the ethereal hues of dreams…

Transcending the mundane, writing becomes my sacred sanctuary, where imagination soars, unbridled…

A symphony of creativity resounds, an opus of expression, unrestrained and wild…

Come, wander with me through the labyrinthine corridors of inspiration, where the rare and beautiful words bloom like precious jewels…

Let us unfurl the veils of reality, and delve into the realms of limitless possibilities…

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Petrichor and Promise…

If I could have, I would have bottled that rain. The rain we were in when last I saw you…

You stopped me as we were running for shelter from that sudden spring rain… it was full of petrichor and promise. The most beautiful spring of my life.

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As we were walking home after our night of celebration, our anniversary.  You stopped and just looked at me. Water streaming down both of our faces blurring my vision of you. Our eyes drinking in the other…pulling me right up next to you with one hand and the other on my face.
You said, “I can’t promise to love you for the rest of your life, but I promise to love you for the rest of mine.”

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Then you kissed me. In that moment, I became yours again, as I did every single time our eyes met.

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As we pulled apart, it was as though one raindrop out of so unimaginably many slowed time as it caressed its way down your cheek, your jaw. I didn’t look away until its journey had ended.

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     That was the first time I wished I could have bottled that rain, but it wasn’t the last. I’ve wished for that more times than the immeasurable rainfall.

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(5.14.10 ~ my sadness, makes you immortal)

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Edge of Peripheral…

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I can almost see you…

I know I don’t know you…

Simultaneously, I know everything about you…

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You are in my dreams…

In my thoughts…

We meet there occasionally…

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There is the known and unknown…

That magical seductive dance that ignites my imagination…

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Recognition….

There you are…

Waiting for me…

On the edge of peripheral…

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Waiting for the rain…

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On the precipice of reality’s revelation….

Staring out at the majesty of the sea…

Thoughts wander aimlessly…

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My life’s imprint…

Introspective…

On the cusp of inspiration…

Illusory images of illumination…

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Enigmatic longing…

Destiny ever so slowly revealed…

I wish as the waves roll on oblivious of me…

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I wish for epiphany…

Enlightenment…

Knowledge of Fate’s intent…

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Contemplation of the ocean… timeless…mysterious…immortal…

Lost in the rhythm of its reaching to and fro…

Enchanted by its gifts which permeate all my senses…

Glimpses of future tempting me to push further…

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I wait for any answer to my quest…

I wait for direction…

I wait for peace…

I wait for the rain to fall…

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Undone…

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Procession of emotions…

Steady succession of thoughts, so rapid they are unfathomable…

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My mind begs surrender to illusion of peace…

Longing for tranquility of thought creating serenity in my soul…

Momentary glimpses of how the scattered pieces will join together…

One by one a blurry picture of future is forged…

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The quest for answers takes me down the path of distraction…

Unexpected knowledge…

New pieces always adding to the potpourri of thought…

Mirage of the new world…

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Conflicted confusion invades serenity…

Discovered distraction surrounds me…where does it dwell?

More illusion or just a dream within a dream?

Did I unknowingly discover these new pieces?

Adding to the journey of solution…

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I close my eyes and ponder…

Trying to find answers…

They are not forthcoming…

Purposely hidden from me…

Faux reality…

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Surreal scenarios leave me aching for illumination…

Conflicted distraction my new companion…

The very lens through which I see myself…

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Tonight…

I am undone…

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Embrace…

 
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Souls’ touch three times…
Once in acquaintance…
Twice in the furtherance of knowing…
Thrice in embrace…
Either for the goodbye…
Or for the staying…
 
That interchange of me and you, adding, reshaping us both in ways hitherto unknown.
 
The Soul’s language is pure emotion. Our thoughts evoke said emotion…
our words ignite them like match to flame.
In good ways…bad ways…all ways in between.
 
I will always carry a piece of you, and you of me.
The length and breadth of our entirety.
How much of each of us we give or take, isn’t fully up to our proportionate desire…
it goes deeper than that.
 
In some cases, I am so grateful for this interchange. And sometimes…
I wish to have the piece of me back for it was given to a poor steward.
 
Time’s alchemy reigns supreme and soon enough I will be carried forth on its waves to new shores…new experiences. New embraces.
 
 

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