Love
Love is the Beauty of the soul

Love is the Beauty of the soul
Kiss of Summer ’16

Kiss of Summer
Gentle on my mind

Gentle on my mind
where you belong
attached to the
heart string
that bares your name
MichelleMarie
Handsome stranger

She noticed him immediately although the room was dimly lit, she noticed his hands first. He was smoking a cigarette, in deep thought. She watched as he took a long drag from him cigarette and holding his breath for what seemed like eternity, he exhaled and smiled. He was alone so she was curious to see what brought a smile to this handsome strangers lips.
Hello, my name is Claire extending her hand.
He smiled again and looked at her taking her hand and kissing it, his mustache brushed her skin, and lightening shot up her arm leaving goose bumps. Smiling again he said, “My name is Jamie but you can call me love. I saw you come the door and seeing you made me smile.”
“What an interesting way to introduce yourself” she said. “I like that a lot.”
She sat down beside him and instantly she felt as though her soul had known his 1,000 years she started to say so as he said
“My soul feels as though it had known you over 1,000 years.”
It’s hard to say why she wanted to feel the touch of his lips on hers but she did so she leaned into him and was met by his reaching kiss.
His lips tasted like tobacco and whisky. She loved the taste of whisky and this was certainly a welcome flavor. One she hoped to always know well from this man called love.
The kiss lasted longer than the song that was playing in her mind. It had been years since she was kissed like that so making up for lost time was on her mind.
She noticed he had a camera bag slung over his chair so she asked him if he was a photographer.
He said, “I’m an engineer and a computer man but now I’m retired so I take photographs of things I love.”
“What do you love,” she asked.
He smiled and said, “I love many things architecture, old buildings, bridges, flowers and the sea. Some say I am the best at photographing flowers, but for me I’m a curious man so I like to see inside things and how they work. I take photographs of these things. Simple to me.” Then he took his glass drained it to the bottom and said, “Let’s go.”
He extended his hand for her to take his and she reached to take his. She had no idea where they were headed but she knew it would be an adventure she would never forget.
Once upon a time…

There ONCE UPON A TIME was a girl named Alexanderia Daneille
That kicked ass when she could! Yay!

NO TOADS BB STOP KISSING THOSE DUMB FROGS AND TOADS…
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A PRINCE!

I see what you keep inside

I see what you keep inside…you can’t hide…I see
HE HELD HER LIKE A SEASHELL AND LISTENED TO HER HEART never settle for less ever

HE HELD HER
LIKE A
SEASHELL
AND LISTENED
TO HER HEART
never settle for less…ever
MichelleMarie
Grace is illuminating places

Grace is illuminating places
that have only known the dark
I’ve never been so blessed
In this state of rest
of quiet prayer
I wait
Oceans of illusion
can seen difficult to cross
Little boats get lost
I reach out my hand
and my heart to you
And we catch a glimpse of land
From a window through a self-made hell
It doesn’t seem so far at all
Resting in the arms of Grace
I wait

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