“Iris Blossoms”, Lew Eliacopoulos (Festibrate.com)

Thoughts of You…let this be for whomever you need it to be.

I shared this poem, “Thoughts of You…”, with my sister Marjorie, a while back.  After reading it, she asked me, “Who was that one about?”  My answer:

“Hmmmm, what a question!  Interesting, when I write, things just kind of come to me, I don’t always have anyone in mind, really.  My words come from dormant emotions that demand to be released.  It’s like, I close my eyes, deafen my ears, and let my feelings take over.  They dance upon the keyboard; they make their own music.  I can’t do it any other way.  It’s more pure when I don’t attach anyone to what I write.  That way each piece kind of has its own identity…it stands alone, apart from boundaries, not confined; free to just ‘be’.  Then, it can be whatever it needs to be to those who read it. I hope that makes sense. I’ve become more “complex” these days; so much creativity running through my veins, I suppose.  Of course, I have to live on that side of me, or at least on the edge of it, otherwise I wouldn’t be complete.”

Thoughts of You…

When you are with me, all is bright,

All shadows are hidden, a lightness of being.

You make my heart sing, a song I’ve never sung before,

Its lyrics never known to me, until now.

Your subtle strength, it carries me,

Your profound wisdom, it broadens my mind.

The beauty of your words, they feed my soul,

When you are near, I feel complete, lacking nothing.

Where did you come from? How did you find me?

I cried out, and you were there, I cling to you.

Never let me go, keep me safe inside of you,

Let your warmth, your love radiate, surrounding me,

Be with me…always.

Peace,

Felecia

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