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The Art of Slowing Down in the Fast Lane—without breaks…

There have been many days we’ve been in the house together all day, immersed in our colliding worlds and it barely feels if we see each other. Then there are days He kisses me for what seems like every half hour or so, and yet still, I feel as though it’d never be enough. We don’t always agree on Netflix picks, and we rarely agree on the degree of cayenne pepper I should put in the tomato soup, but we can concur that it takes hard work, some sleepless and some restless nights, and countless seconds spent staring through our reality at the concrete we once laid today.

—♥E²

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Clearing Drafts - LoveTrips the BLOG revamp

#ClearingDrafts | I trashed 104 unfinished love letters for the Universe to recycle.

#ClearingDrafts

Time moves swiftly. Too swift for me to keep up with you.

Out running me, as if I had no legs to call my own. And still, I trudge onward gaily, for there are 291 moments now tied to my heart which you have sipped the waters from—and at worst 60 more hurdles left to jump.

!^_^! Always love!

—♥E²

 

Her Lawless Kingdom | #ClearingDrafts

These walls tremble with silence.
They know nothing of this fear.
2016 © EEPG
…that fear you get deep in your gut, in the forsaken cavities of the dark part of your heart…that shaky feeling, that familiar voice which whispers “It’s you,       it’s you ripping these walls apart—you pulling down the shingles from the rooftop of our beloved home.”
The first lesson to learn about love is that there is no such thing as a final lesson to learn about love, there are only more lessons to be learned about love.

 

…and that I will love You throughout all those lessons!

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To Hell with Love - Loveology w/ Egypt English

To Hell and back, with Love

For a moment,

I thought it best to shatter that green glass slipper—instead, I tucked it away, beneath my lonely bed. And at night, I’d dream of the lifetimes we spent dancing

beneath the burning hearts of our ancients,

but I could no longer feel the heat your breath upon the back of my neck as I slumbered. I’d long since forgotten the depth of your eyes, the blessings of your scent invading my nostrils.

Yet, I clung sure to the sweep of your lashes

down my bust

as we lay in that field of dancing Lion’s Tooth.

And then just as sure as the spiral of the Milky Way

You sought me, and from beneath my dimmed prism you pulled the other half of my heart

still beating, and for its price, you gave me back the half you’d carried since the time I close my eyes ahead of you.

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Moored boat - Loveology w/ Egypt English

No Expectations Sailed Real Close to Ruining Fate

I was simply a young woman of many expectations, misguided fantasies, and visions of animated fairy tales fighting a war within my own walls in order to have none only to fit deep into his world so he could fit in mine, and we could moor our fleeting hearts once again back to our first perception of love.

—♥ Egypt


© 2016 E. English Publishing Group
#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not... - Baltimore, Maryland

#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not…

The difference between a flower and a weed is a judgment.— so said Someone

Frank &  Egypt pondering sleep deprivation


They underestimated you. And you sold yourself short.

You thought because they all bloomed with colors of pastels and the summer spectrum that their rose blossoms all smelled of lavender and lilac,

and that your bare green stems and your lack of florals were an abomination of the highest sort to that which was said to be truly majestic.

So,      you hid yourself from the Sun.

The nights grew longer             as the seasons began to pass,

and great Phoebus’ beams shrank shorter and colder.

Yet, still—in the dead winter, through ice and chill you rose to meet Ra’s risings—above the now stemless petals and that great multitude of dormant ovules.

You are divinely created—you are an ace in its place, necessary you are. Remain necessary my Loves.

Biwaha! & Andestagonwa!

♥ Egypt


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#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not... - Batltimore, Marlyand
#Teaspiration Thursday | Judge not… – Baltimore, Maryland – for the original photo take a scroll down the FEED!

 

#Teaspiration Thursday | Compensating Patience

“Patience pays”

There is something about drawing repeating Teaspirations…eh, I grow so anxious. It’s almost like the thought of being forced to wear the same outfit twice in one week to work—but in a world of woes and sadden faces there so much more that could be fretted. Thus, let us turn back to this compensating patience…—E², contemplating coffee…


The world around me is in a rush.

Everywhere I am
there is a traffic jam—of bodies,
animate and inanimate: all filled with exhaust,
but they never cease moving. At the lights
they wait.
At the signs, they yield, and they stop.
              Only those who lose sight of their time while on their journeys
              crash
              and burn.
When the lights turn green and the right-a-ways pass
we move again, and eventually, from A
we make our ways to Z.


 

Namaste mis Adestagōnwa,

—♥YOU x LOVE = E²

#Teaspiration Thursday - Under Your Weather

#Teaspiration Thursday | Under your weather

Patience pays


 

Dark clouds loom in wait overhead;
bidding for hard rains to fall.
Thunder quakes with the voice of a nameless god
just before lightening bolts from the firmament with the aim of nothing less than divine vengeance—
yet in due time all will cease
and peace shall make its way across those now still waters.

Peace and always Love,

—♥Egypt