Letters Of Love

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Letters Of Love

I retrieved the letters of love you sent

With words of eternity in smeared ink

Deceit accompanied every loving phrase

Promises fading with these yellow sheets

I breathed and lived every word of hope

and every vow you never meant to keep

I will tear up all of your letters of love

The way you shred our trust and vows

Rip up every photograph we have taken

set fire to these once cherished treasures

quietly watch the wind blow the embers away

along with the eternal love you promised me

Image borrowed from Google.

Eternity

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Eternity

“Time can heal the broken heart, but it can also hurt the waiting heart.”

Darius rested underneath a weeping willow. His disheartening journey has lasted longer than time.

Five thousand years ago, he adored the woman he protected; the Pharaoh’s young bride. It started innocently, exchanging forbidden smiles and glances.

Until, one day Aziza lost her balance and fell into his granite arms.

A week later they feasted on grapes; as they made love on the banks of the Nile beneath the radiant moonlight.

News of their secret romance reached the Pharaoh.

Pharaoh ordered his magician, “Poison my disloyal wife. Reward her with the gift of eternal reincarnation.”

Beaten within moments of death, Darius pleaded with the Pharaoh. “I prefer to die a thousand deaths than to live a day without my beloved Aziza.”

“Let Darius live forever. He can suffer through eternity watching her die ten thousand deaths.”

Through the centuries, Darius walked the Earth alone. He found her soul in women of different colors and lands. He buried her a thousand times.

Since Columbus discovered the New World he has yet to see her.

He may never find her again.

Time can heal the broken heart, but it can also hurt the waiting heart.

Image taken from Google.

I posted “The Pharaoh’s Bride” back in June 2016.

During my absence from blogging, I fleshed out this short story. Working in small blocks of time, I researched the ancient Egyptians and reincarnation.

In my manuscript, Darius, the immortal, attempts to help Angelo (a grumpy war veteran dying of cancer) find his long lost love, while sharing his tale of undying love.

Currently, I am ten chapters deep into the story.

Helen

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Helen

The day was dressed in ominous gray.

That never stopped hopeful Helen cause

She realized the sun shined anyway.

Negative thoughts never clouded her mind.

Since her bed rested against the left wall

she always woke on the right side of the bed.

She once broke her heel leaving a romantic bar.

Falling on her back, she relished her luck

It was the perfect night to admire the stars.

Photo borrowed from Google.

Be gentle people. Trying to knock off a year and a half of rust.

Wifey and Chimp are well. Eye recovery didn’t go as planned, but life is what happens while you’re making other plans.

It feels good to be back. Be well.