"Autism & Memoirs of an Old Maid"…C'hele's Story

April 7, 2009

The Revelation

Filed under: Poetry — C'hele @ 00:18

I love you.

And with each passing day, the love in the very core of my being becomes greater.

And if, or when, my heart should feel the wounding pangs of solitude when we are apart,

The universe will suddenly become a witness-

And feel comforted with the decision that it was right that we should meet.

Sages preach that there are no such things as coincidences in life

That every person we encounter on our paths has something to teach us.

I have learned that true love knows nothing of arrogance or pride.

Alas, I can only speak for myself.

But oh, looking back-

How I have grown from your presence in such a brief time!

Desiring to change all the negatives into positives,

One bumpy stepping stone at a time,

You will always find me lingering,

Standing here or there-

And with my hands stretched outwards- always towards you,

I will wait for the strong fingers to brush the palms,

Creating that exhilarating tingle that runs up my arms from your caress

And together with hands tightly clasped,

Let the light of our love illuminate the way-

As we turn and point towards the direction we will go…

As one

Blinding

Spirit.

 

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7 Comments »

  1. wow this is amazing. I just love the message, it is beautiful.

    Comment by gabylevesque — April 7, 2009 @ 01:00

  2. This has a wonderfully gentle and nourishing feel to it. Very nicely done.

    Comment by Corina — April 7, 2009 @ 05:53

  3. Thanks! 😀

    Comment by C'hele — April 7, 2009 @ 06:49

  4. That has some very strong meaning. I really like the way you structure your poetry. Do you write for a living or as a sideline. I guess the inspiration for this is from a love one past or present or even a dream.
    I enjoyed it very much as with past poetry I have read of yours. Take care and I will be sure to drop by again

    Comment by lizeybaby — May 8, 2009 @ 10:58

  5. Thank you Lizey-

    I write on the side. If I had my way, I would write poetry almost every single day. Alas, life (the pain in the butt as it is),gets in the way *chuckling*

    No, this poem was not created due to a personal experience, or a dream. It did however, manifest upon observing an incident from a couple close to me.

    Thank you very much for taking the time to read and for your wonderful comments. I really appreciate it.

    C’hele

    Comment by C'hele — May 10, 2009 @ 03:47

  6. I love, love, LOVE this one!! How ya been sistah?! I can’t seem to find your number… call me when you’re free!! Miss ya lots! 🙂

    Comment by Dulcie — May 12, 2009 @ 05:42

    • Oh my God Dulcie……I haven’t spoken to you for so long. Its been nuts. I wanted to call so many times but thought you would be upset at me….I will call you- I’ll shoot for tomorrow eve.

      Major hugs girlfriend……!!!
      xo

      Comment by C'hele — May 13, 2009 @ 08:08


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