We sometimes look for qualities in searching for the “right person” to have a “meaningful” relationship with. If all the person has is one or two minute qualities, it doesn’t mean that you’re going to find the rest of them all too agreeable, as I found out through a little experience…
Although I saw her only twice
In the bleak light of the hospital room
She shared with her husband,
Her beauty truly shone, lighting her person
With a soft aura of
A peaceful and flower filled garden.
When she smiled it caused this viewer’s heart
To pause, then beat on with enduring, increasing
excitement.
A woman to demand a hero’s worship,
But her modesty proclaims true innocence
and peace!
by Greg Van Belle
No one expected it to last, least of all me. But I woke up next to Alison and it had been snowing for two days. The weight of it was more than we could bear.
That night I dreamt of rolling down grassy hillsides and stumbling dizzy back to the top for another ride. When I woke our houseboat was canted toward the sea, sinking under the pressure of the freshly fallen snow.
by Greg Van Belle
He followed the stairs that curled down, around, and under themselves into a part of the building he had never seen. Depressed blue lockers lined the walls. Her office was two doors down, the only one open and occupied.
“I’m lost,” he admitted.
“I’ve been lost before,” she replied.
by Malaika Booker-Wright
For some women, romance does not come naturally. Therefore, initiating a romantic evening with their husbands or lovers leaves these women feeling helpless. Let me give you some advice. Don’t try this more than once.
For this type of romantic evening, the very first (and most important) thing to do is save your money. Save about six hundred dollars. However, the more money you save, the better this evening will be.
by Malaika Booker-Wright
I have half of this man’s genes. His blood runs through my veins. I have his nose. I have his lips. I have his hair. I have his “worry lines.” Yet, I only have a handful of memories involving him.
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by Malaika Booker-Wright
It started out as a day that couples celebrated their love for each other. A loving card with pink roses on the cover, and tear-jerking words used to be enough.
A Flower So Fine
A dozen long stemmed red roses, soft to the touch and sweet to the scent, used to be enough. A box of dark chocolate candies that melts in your mouth used to be enough. A romantic candle-lit dinner with aromas of your favorite foods used to be enough. To simply say, “Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you,” in your softest whisper, used to be enough.
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