Dating Game(s)

Day Six of Seven Days of Love:

Things I think about on a lonely afternoon:
How easy it is to fall asleep beside you.
How lying in your arms must be
What it felt like to rest in my mother’s
Arms as a newborn.
How some nights I crawl under my covers
To hide while I read a book
But now I’d rather listen to you
Getting lost in worlds your words create.
How connected I feel to you
We give truth to the re-connection of parted
Souls. What we have together is soul-true,
Not just another Dating Game episode.
How the days seem to run together, indistinguishable
And it’s okay because in all the run-together days
I can find you embedded in them
Even if sometimes it’s only in my mind.
How it’s because of you that I learned
Not to take God’s blessings for granted
Or the slanting of the Universe to make
One of my dreams come true.
How I learned the cost of choosing to
Value a heart that continues to trust
In feelings that don’t need the presence
Of words.
How paying attention –really beginning to see–
Helped me see who is truly hearing me.
How you gave me the heart and the chance
To experience time flowing like a river
It’s constantly moving, it’s not just an illusion,
But still I learned to keep swimming.
Because one day time will stop and
The river will stop flowing
And these will just be the things I was thinking
On a lonely afternoon. And good-bye will be words
That never got a chance to be spoken
Imploring me to live my life running away from
My fears when I could be lying in your dreams,
Living in your arms, Living with your words.

Peace & Love,


The Dating Game

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About Rosalind Guy

I'm broken & my soul is weary/ my weary soul rebels, fights/ anything & anyone who tries to heal me/I beat my head against a wall of memories/ trying hard to break free from the chain of memories/ I can only be free by saying it so/ i weave a necklace from words and finally/ I find freedom/ free free free. As you can see, words are powerful to me. As Maya Angelou said, words are wallpaper of the soul. I have lots of nightmarish memories that threaten to break me, but I learned a long time ago about the power of words. They can be used to heal and destroy anything that threatens to destroy the person. Words coupled with love have the power to save and heal. I am author of three books: Skinny Dipping in the Pool of Womanhood, Tattered Butterfly Wings, and Blues of a Love Junkie. I am a high school English teacher. I am a former reporter. I am a mother. I am a woman. I am a fierce advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves, those who's voices go unheard. Check out my Amazon author page at the following link:
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