Dedicated to my Hubby Dearest. I hope our love is everlasting ❤
I’ll hold your hand
For a lifetime, I promise you
I’ll share your ebbs and flows
You’re my lifeline, I cherish you
I’ll love you no matter what
You’re my heartbeat, I need you
I’ll be there for eternity
You are me, I am you
Ritu 2015
First published in 2015 on my blog, and in print in my poetry book Poetic RITUals in 2016.
Remember, feel free to take part in #Loveuary! Just ping back to the daily post, as in this one for today! And if you are at a loss for a prompt, then visit my rules post here for a list of prompt suggestions!
To be loved
The most precious feeling
To know you care
It’s soul healing
To feel your embrace
Warms the heart
The touch of your lips
Heats other parts
To know you’re there
Come good or bad
By my side
Whether happy or sad
To love someone
Can be bittersweet
To know you’re loved
Makes you complete
Ritu 2017
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To love someone so completely… is devotion indeed.
Some think you shouldn’t worship anyone to that extent. It leaves you vulnerable, so vulnerable.
When you do love someone in this way, it consumes you. You are them, they are you. You would do anything for them, give anything for them.
In many ways, this is how I feel for my Hubby Dearest. I am devoted to him. I would give anything for him. But I know that the feelings are mutual.
My one and only
My heart, my life and my all
Devoted to you
Remember, feel free to take part in #Loveuary! Just ping back to the daily post, as in this one for today! And if you are at a loss for a prompt, then visit my rules post here for a list of prompt suggestions!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “how.” Start your post with the word “How.” Bonus points if you end with it too. Enjoy!
I am attending my dear cousin’s funeral today… The following #SoCS entry is for him.
How will we get through today
When goodbye is the word we have to say?
Why did you have to leave us so?
Who told you it was your time to go?
What should we feel, sorrow or gladness
That you suffered little, but left us with this madness?
Where will you go, some place peaceful now?
I guess that you’ll let us know, somehow…