Breathing Deeply, I Remember
Moments I’ve felt most loved
happened somewhere outdoors,
sun soaking into my skin
baking in tenderness,
a connection to the clouds and
breeze pushing them gently overhead.
Usually, there was water,
a pond or lake or stream,
the serenity of birds and frogs and insects
calling in the background,
a hand brushing my arm, tucking hair
behind my ear, patting my back,
honeysuckle overwhelming us all.
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Beautiful, and I love that last line.
So good how you express love is natural and how you break the couplets with the final line.
Maybe love is an Invasive, that is overwhelming us all.
To me the title suggests that with each deep inhalation, you make a connection
So nice
Oh! I do miss being overwhelmed by honeysuckle!
You took me outdoors in the best way. Breaking off the bloom of a honeysuckle vine and sucking the nectar is one of life’s treasures.
the serenity of birds and frogs and insects
calling in the background,
And the last line. Wonderful.
I love the sky, then the water, and then being brought down to our place among the honeysuckle.
Honeysuckle is the best! Nice one.