Pieces of life …

I’ve begun to pack away bits of life

Crystal pretties – ducks and bunnies

Voodoo dolls

Shells with memories

Artwork saturated with sweetness

A pink memory book that holds one finished page

but is littered with notes, receipts and sparkly pieces,

that still wait to be fastened.

Wanting to belong.

Yet somehow knowing they never will.

A dried flower falls softly to the ground – undone from its hidden place..

Books with earmarked pages

all gently wrapped  and placed in green bubbles and brown cardboard.

One soul defined –

and

heart remembered –

stored

but

not forgotten.

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Lovers past …

Thank you for the lovely times.

Moments of breathless intimacy

and

beautiful touch.

All of the hours spent speaking, laughing and sharing moved me.

Bits of humour known only to the two of us will linger within my cells.

Our souls collided for a reason. Whether we understand why or not.

Lessons learned

sweetness cultivated

and

kisses exchanged.

Warm heaven –

soft and delicious.

Imprints stored within the heart

now unframed yet still matted

surrounded by beating warmth.

Gone.

But not forgotten.