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Exquisite Expression of Love

Frida Kahlo once wrote to Diego Rivera: “Nothing compares to your hands, nothing like the green-gold of your eyes. My body is filled with you for days and days. You are the mirror of the night. The violent flash of lightning. The dampness of the earth. The hollow of your armpits is my shelter. My fingers touch your blood. All my joy is to feel life spring from your flower-fountain that mine keeps to fill all the paths of my nerves which are yours.”

Today this exquisite expression of love might be paraphrased as:

Nothing compares to your hands, to be healed by their touch. My soul is forever imprinted with the burn of your gaze from the moment we met. You are the light that outshines all darkness. The warm and glowing rays of the sun. The romantic and mystical beams of the moon. Our orchestrated union is rejoiced in the heavens. All that I am, all that I was created to be, is made better by you. I am completed by your existence, made whole by your presence.

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Love Letters Nature

Said the Lady to the Man

When Nature gives a gorgeous rose,
Or yields the simplest fern,
She writes this motto on the leaves—
To whom it may concern!”
And so it is the poet comes
And revels in her bowers,
And, though another hold the land,
Is owner of the flowers.

John Godfrey Saxe

To whom it may concern, and darling, this concerns you. Today I write of the Athyrium filix-femina, better known as the lady fern. Hers is a quiet beauty. Unlike a rose, she does not dazzle with showy and sweet smelling blossoms, nor does she need to. She’s been around for 60 million years — she knows what she’s doing. Her hardiness defies her fragile looks and delicate nature. Give her a damp, shady environment and she will grow in abundance. The lady fern is native to northern regions of North America, Europe and Asia. This lovely lady is well travelled.

It’s easy to see the beauty in a gorgeous rose. The everyday beauty you bring into my life allows me to see beyond the obvious. More and more, I am drawn to the simplest fern. Everywhere I look is a memory of you, of us, and a dream of our future. So let’s settle in and embrace what is simple and enduring. When we find the grace and elegance in everyday life, we are bound to thrive.

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Love Letters

DESTiNATiON

Hi there, handsome. I’ve been thumbing through my shoebox full of love letters, admiring your sentiments and penmanship. Your strong and orderly handwriting has a unique flair. Your lowercase i’s are playful and flirty amidst your capitals, and you often write in purple ink. I love opening the mail to find a good old-fashioned love letter from you. The last one you wrote brought tears of joy to my eyes:

MY LOVE—
KAHLiL GiBRAN WROTE:
“OUR SELF iS CONSTANTLY ON A PiLGRiMAGE TO THE HOLY CiTY.” iF HE WERE HERE TODAY WITH THE SAME PROPHETiC iNSiGHT, HE WOULD SEE MY ‘SELF’ iS CONSTANTLY ON A PiLGRiMAGE TO ‘YOU.’ I WiLL NOT REST UNTiL I REACH MY DESTiNATiON.

It’s been tough being separated during a pandemic. It really puts things in perspective. But guess what? I came across an adorable little house today. What do you think, my love, could this be OUR DESTiNATiON?

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Voice of a Lifetime

Wish I had a name to address this letter to,
that’s all I’ve wanted,
your name,

it’s been nine years,
the night ended differently for both of us,
it was such a strange sensation,
some might call it an out of body experience,
that whole weekend felt odd,

Sundays usually are my days off,
I worked a double that day,
I remember every detail,
that’s my point,
you caught my attention immediately,
I went home that night to write

  • How did that happen?
  • Should I run after you?
  • How was this even possible?

Something I’ve never felt still to this day,
you didn’t physically touch me,
somehow you sent me into outer space,
every cell electrified,
your voice sent fireworks to my brain,
I was paralyzed,
in shock at the touch of what just happened,
I no longer had any idea of the physical,
but I watched you walk up those stairs and into your night.

Almost 9 years have passed,
still taken and consumed by that force,
the life of that man,

I don’t know if I am the love he deserves,
I don’t know the outcome,
you might be married,
knowing you took everything I am that night,
without you life now is empty.

December 9th 2012 you came into my life,
best experience of my life,
I don’t even know your name,
thank you for having a voice that saved me.

Jacquelyn