For little to bigger things
Playfully deep-hungering
Smiling through days and nights
Remembering with love’s candor
For little to bigger things
Playfully deep-hungering
Smiling through days and nights
Remembering with love’s candor
By Athena Stairs, November 4, 2025
Return to me
Oh journeying soul
Of youthful and painful toiling
Let not more time
Pass beyond our acquisition
For we’ve worked earnestly to gain rewards
Why chase false leads
Down broken promise roads
When we’ve found love’s truths revealing?
Surely you and I
Have developed Wisdom’s Eye to
Differentiate Same from Different meaning
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Curtains are drawn as lights go down
No one else will hear a single sound
Unless we want them to
I touch your face as fingers trace
Tenderly kissing we now embrace
Joy releases our need to confiding
Free to share our secrets in the dark
How I’ve longed to feel your beating heart!
And all the world is quieting
Making space for our colliding
In a union that fate’s providing
Our souls lifted as flying
I’m yours in every breath
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“Surely we know the difference…”
“A process of receptivity that gets disrupted and blocked by effects of trauma and longterm repeat stress-distress reactivation cycles.
And one thing luring and potently addictive about any religion’s benefits – despite often potentially misleading and negative side effects.”
For a moment
It was there
A bridge across
Time between us
Proven instant
That we cared
Unexpected
Resilience
She led him through
Spring and summer
He led her through
Autumn and winter
Polar opposites
Finding rhythm
With the
Seasons
“No more waiting, hoping and praying for love’s grace, in the shadows.”
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(Title of multiple meanings)
She usually greatly disliked photos of herself – possibly becauss her youngest enjoyed catching her in extreme, playful expressions where her dimensions would become greatly distorted.
But her nervous tension over the subject diminished when she thought of the prospect of his features also being squished-up happy alongside her.
In fact, the thought made her laugh and smile.
We are innocent
Like children again
In the Garden of Eden
Athena Stairs, October 25, 2025
Is it wrong
Or ignoble
For me to ask
For our bliss
Am I a whore
Mere chattel
To own desire
For your kiss
In all the realms
Of kingdoms
No greater knight
Ensued
So why my Heart
My True love
Would I not
Give it all
To you?
—-
Elden court lyre with woodland melodies.
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