My Forever Valentine's.
Life & its encounters lead me to believe, I didn't deserve love like this for quite sometime . So not just today but each & every Day
God grants me breath; I Thank you for your patience.
Your laughter ...
Understanding ...
For living this crazy Life With ME....
Silly faces & random jokes ...
Your Long stories...
For listening to my even longer stories...
The Drawings & crafts...
The trust...
Big hugs ...
your sweet voices & glowing personalities...
Calling me Mommie....
The soggy kisses...
For PRAYING with me...
Calling me Wife ...
The clinginess & the me time...
Support in all ways ....
For holding my hand...
Thank you for the headaches ....
The lessons ...
The "I Love you"'s
For teaching me vulnerability, accountability & determination....
I fall more in LOVE each day ...
About the Creator
ITS YOUR DESTINY
Welcome to my Safe Space, I hope you enjoy the words that flow from my heart and mind.
Thank you for your Love, & Stay Connected on All Other Platforms @ItsYourDestinyTv
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Return to Sender
I was wondering if we've gotten to the point where we can talk about it? Per human design you should be my safe space, my comfort, my rise after the fall. My never-ending ear, guiding and uplifting on each and every journey. Did I miss a turn? To make this well run dry. Did I love less and expect defeat. Ready to hear my troubles, so you can leak it them on the streets. Shoot me down in board daylight, let world make a mockery of me as I bleed, and crying out for your help!
By ITS YOUR DESTINY 4 months ago in Poets
A Flower Song
Apparently the Aztecs, Toltecs, Chichimecs and other Mexica were crazy about poetry. Despite the book-burning, slaughter, and epidemics that characterized the early stages of the Spanish conquest of the empires of Mexico, some hundreds of poems from the height of their tradition come down to us in Classical Nahuatl, preserved by Nahua and Spanish scholars of the 16th century. One of the most famous poets, Nezahualcoyotl, was a sage-king who opposed the cult of human sacrifice associated with Tezcatlipoca, God of the Smoking Mirror, and favored Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent. Flowers and feathers were the favorite offering of the Plumed Serpent. Moreover, flowers and feathers are a metaphor for poetry. Individual words, scattered petals, the down of tropical birds. The temples of blood sacrifice could be transformed into temples of flower and song. A sublimated offering to the Heart of Earth and the Heart of Sky encapsulated in the Classical Nahuatl kenning for poetry: in xōchitl in cuīcatl, meaning, "the flower and the song." The following poem is part of a longer work, and is in a state of flux, so take the waters as they flow:
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Well written! Great work!