There is so much living to do
Between pauses and heartbeats,
So much peace and solitude in the moment between breaths,
There are between lines of words on a page
An unquantifiable amount of other stories that could unfold,
There is so much unconditional love unsaid
Despite how much is spoken and what is expressed,
The deep feeling, passion, sensation
Yet stillness and inner peace resonates sublimely,
Like a breeze rustling the trees and a ripple across a lake.
I do think there is a love of unsaid love in the world. Funny how people are more afraid to express love than anger most of the time… this lovely poem encourages the opposite.
I adore your expressive poetry… and very cool that you are doing a prompt. Love where you went with it 👌💗 and perfect ending.
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*a lot (not love) of unsaid love… :))
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Thanks very much, I do enjoy a prompt. Used to do a lot of them. You’re right too, people express anger easier than love 💖🙏 Faux
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