What is love?

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It’s so exhausting hearing about and experiencing broken heart syndrome. It seems one can never do enough to hold on to or even capture another person’s love and commitment.

Are human beings incapable of exclusive love? Is love the equivalent of chasing unicorns and rainbows?

Eve was made from the rib of man, for every man there’s a tailor made woman, a rib-mate so to speak, well just forget that… bullocks! Today women outnumber men and transgenders are the upward trend.

What is love?

It probably exists in an alternate universe because in this one it’s tainted by selfishness, greed and stranger things. The way of love is the ‘new’ normal, it’s sampling, a piece of this and that. Not sure what to choose? Well, you don’t have to, take your time to resample indefinitely.

Is it good or bad? Russian roulette with people, emotions and most importantly your life (diseases if you please or irate side pieces trying to cut your lights out). I guess we leave everything else to chance so why not love.

What is love?

Just a word, like cat or dog. You decide for yourself what it means and how you want to experience it.

“Harsh enough to hurt, gentle enough to soothe, strong enough to conquer, but not enough willing to share in its purist, loyal form…Love.” (Soulmuze)

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©️Soulmuze 2018

Miss Independent…

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A confident man loves his independent woman. A confident woman loves her independent man. This said independence only applies to business for they know they are nothing without each other.

Never more than a heartbeat away, building, learning and loving their #teamus life.

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The encounter…

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Words drip from your lips so syrupy sweet

As the clothes fall, landing at the base of our feet

A world wind of questions flood my mind clearly now is not the time

My body craves your manly touch, why do I desire you so much

As your hands caress my back and the energy flows I am melting from head to toe

As I anticipate the feeling of when you penetrate my heart begins to palpitate

Patience is what I must have as you taunt, tease, dip and dab

You enter my body I deeply inhale as now I have been properly impaled

Slow rhythmic movements complimented by full kisses of your lips accented as your hands grab my hips

Motions as graceful as a ship dancing on the seas as you slowly make love to me.

Love or sex I’m not sure, don’t really care right now I just want more

We ride and turn and ride some more as the sheets have now slid to the floor

Whispering words of passion leads to more labored breathing

as you stare at my full breasts emphasized as my chest is heaving

Words lost in my throat as you dominate every stroke

Beads of sweat form along your spine and run down to the small of your back.

I think to myself “didn’t know your hips could swivel like that!”

The intensity increases as our bodies wait no more.

We have finally arrived and got what we truly came here for

The encounter is done, our needs have been met.

This encounter has been the best one yet

Our next time around, not sure when

Counting the minutes 1, 2, 3…10 , oh, oh, we are at it again.

 

© 2014 Soulmuze

The Bare Essence of Love

As you hustle for that perfect Valentine gift for that special someone remember it’s beyond the day, the minute, the moment. If it’s true it will be eternal and not influenced by outsiders or corrupted by society’s views. The symbolic token is an enhancer for the bare essence of love.

Focus, adjust the lens, check the lighting and click.

The picture has been taken and now we evaluate to determine if it will be discarded or evolve into a series of consecutive masterpieces.

The masterpieces begin…you have just captured the bare essence of love.

Lyrically sweet, syncing to one another’s beats.

Sharing passions, freeing your inhibitions, entering territories forbidden to all others.

The bare essence of love

Syrupy sweet and bitter root the symbolic journey of two becoming one.

Unified and distinct. Only then do you realize that you were a mere half and now your whole.

The bare essence of love.

Passion remains even in adversity. Strengthen the bond thru each laugh and raindrops of tears.

You may not finish every sentence or complete every thought but united you stand after the wars that were fought.

The bare essence of love.

Daily expressions not date driven. Said or unsaid, energy radiates from inside out.

Admiration of what you share no other will compare.

The bare essence of love.

Loving one another becomes your religion. The greatest gift that surpasses all other.

The gift that lead to our existence.

The bare essence of love permeates thru your union and engrains itself in every fiber of your being.

When you capture the bare essence of love, it is, and always will be soulfully yours…

© Soulmuze 2012