Sunday, April 3, 2011

lovestrong.


lovestrong.
Do you ever wonder about the good behind each word?
The feelings in which each of us have undoubtedly preferred.
As you go left I attempt to go right.
A dance lost in the gray shades of pure black and white.
Finding a place to stand, while you swirl around the potentials.
Instead of finding a place to land, we jump the puddles of all nonessentials.
Worries are lost in the shadows of what unknowns we once were.
While happiness crawls in the being that meeting made occur.
Wonders hung over the pedal of an unforgettable calla lily.
Is this perfectly imperfect moment too good for a being like me.
Happiness is much more than a smile to a face, or a beat to the thriving heart.
Happiness is conceived in the center of the soul, the pain of fire getting a restart.
When a never says never, lovers say love does exist.
For love is forever, a feeling one can't take and ignore or try to resist.
While most lovers grasp the love they are proud to wear on their shoulder.
Some lovers hide in the past love that most lose when they grow older.

lovestrong.
Who says love has any rules or that rules are what govern love?
Who says that there's a right or wrong when a heart beats so strong?
Who believes in forgetting yesterday in order to be okay today?
Who believes in a better tommorow, if pain is what you must forego?
Why not be governed by love rather than trying to control it?
Why not reveal how you truly feel as opposed to choosing to submit?

lovestong.
Deliberations of a street no longer walked.
slowly losing concrete in the whiteness of a passing season.
While eyes had once been deeply interlocked.
transpired into a blindness with an age of underlying reason.
What was brought up suddenly.
began to ice over as one sat too quietly.
Something one never thought to expire.
a lonely girl tangled in life's neverending love wire.
Caged by a heart and freed through a fresh start.
Never really knowing what to say, emotions always getting in the way...

lovestrong.
her chance to turn and run.
even with love in plain sight.
choosing to stay-for the past is over being done.
No more divided black and white.

lovestrong.
a feeling of release emits into the air.
an emotion existing for which you can not prepare.

lovestrong.
life has brought us to this moment of fearless heartache.
it's time to push on the gas before hesitations urge life's emergency brake.

lovestrong.

Perfectly Imperfect
xoxo
Crystal Kimberly

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