By knowing you, I see myself in bloom now and 90 years wrinkled. My doubts don’t exist in your eyes. You see the chipped edges scars of failed attempts places worn raw as my earned beauty. You hold the rough abeyant curves of my puzzle like a treasure. You saw my essence of spirit gently holding it all up, a mirror before me, until I could see, for myself, who I am becoming. © Ali Grimshaw 2020 Eugi's Weekly Prompt - Romance
Thank you to all my readers for the love you share in the world. I see your hearts strong.
Awake in the darkness
with a different kind of knowing.
One of souls connected in an absence of time.
Understanding not limited by words.
A sigh that offers comfort,
only possible from the deep inhale proceeding it.
Melding without becoming one.
A miracle of wholeness from separate beings.
© Ali Grimshaw
Valentine’s Day 2016
love is an open space
not yet filled place
a hand reaching out
ready
without expectation
large, tiny, tattooed, wrinkled
skin darker or lighter
held out to you
love is there
if you return the
reach.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
#Loveuary and Love Day Blog Party at But I Smile Anyway…
Today I wrote a gift for you
my pen pulled my hand along, (it is braver than I)
it knows how to lay my heart wide open,
like a prairie to the sky
nowhere to hide, expansive and still
miles from adequate for what I wish to give.
© Ali Grimshaw 2017
February is the month of love. I will be celebrating with love poems all month long.
#Loveuary – inspired by Ritu at But I Smile Anyway…
Photo credit to Nicolas T.
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