Tantalyzing Tuesday Valentine's Day Blog Hop, February 11-14, 2014 ~ Old Lovers Valentine

Happy Valentine's Day

Our Valentine Blog Hop starts today!!! Today, I have written about old lover's heart songs, based upon the photo below. People don't stay married the way they used to when our grandparents and great-grandparents lived and loved. So many relationships have become disposal; there is no value in working to preserve a loving relationship, yet generations earlier, it was a forgone conclusion that you married for better or worse....not just better. I admire those lovers for those were true romances. Here is a short moment in a loving exchange between old lovers.

 

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Acknowledgement ~ Google Images
Old Lovers Valentine

He leaned back, closed his weary eyes, relaxed with a sigh and rested against her heart. She slept, spent. He inhaled the comfort of her familiar ‘sweet strawberry’ essence in the rhythm of their shared breathing.

It was a lifetime and yet only moments…

The same errant curl, now with a little less spring, a little less luster and grey with time, fell to her forehead tickling her brow as it has always done. He reached to tuck the insistent ringlet from her face when their weathered hands touched, in the same well-known, well-loved spot.

"I didn’t mean to wake you," he whispered into the air embracing her.

"You didn’t," she cooed, "that ever damned curl did. If you hadn’t such an affinity for my curls, I would have cut them off decades ago."

"I will never forget the first time I saw those wild auburn curls. I remember thinking your hair sparkled in the moonlight and danced for play with the sun. But for that curl, would you change anything?"

She turned to him, held his twisted, polished hand to her heart and sighed.

"Don’t you know yet, darling? Though time has ravaged our bodies, my heart sees us only as lovers."

We cannot deny the strength of our desires

For we are the ones that seek the pleasure of the truth
 

 And when our bodies burn for one another

We cannot turn away

But fly instead into the center of the heat

For if we are burned, it will be because we sought
All that was real and strong and good

Because we knew the power of attraction and how we felt
As our flesh grew and yearned as oneSo do not fear that which we know is special
And do not turn or run from lust or love so pure and true

 

That would deny the essence of our beings
And keep us from the fire of truth we build

 

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