If home is where the heart is, I’m wondering if my heart is ever going to be wholly home again.

#smallMoments #beautifulTruth #brutalTruth

When the elevator drops too quickly in a high rise building
Or the plunge on a roller coaster leaves my stomach flipped
Like some kind of circuit or my clumsy feet tripped
Maybe that’s why I’m a little scared and I know this feeling
Maybe that’s why it feels like I’m falling.

#smallPoems #smallMoments #beautifulTruth #lovePoems

I have the kinds of loves
Who love seeing me
Upside down
Inside out
Light up
With love
Falling in
Head first
Gooey insides out
Heart on my sleeve
Check-in with needs
Listen to the chaos
Love hearing me feel
Heard and understood
Excited, oh so very
Enticed
Asking why?
Why?
Why am I so lucky?
How, when I’m
A chaos magnet?
And my house is a mess?
The answer is
Unanimous
Because you’re
You
Somehow they
Love me
And love me
And love me

— LLL, V
#smallPoems #SmallMoments
#beautifulTruth #ThisIsLove

Love bites mark my skin
Body graffiti spelling
My lover was here

Too soon cleared away
Need to reconnect, refresh
My canvas is yours

— the moments before dawn are the hardest

#SmallPoems #SmallMoments
#BeautifulTruth #575

You don’t even know
you are a live-wire
circuit-breaker
flicking switches
scratching itches
clearing debris
making me
make space
for me
(so selfishly)
so I can be
with you
sometimes

Some time
becomes
some thing
and something
Something
maybe more

Even if this
turns out to be
a not-thing
it is not nothing

There’s reshaping
It’s exciting
And I like it

You are a fire-cracker
heart jump-start
unexpected
perspective
and you don’t even know it
(Yet)

#SmallPoems #SmallMoments #BeautifulTruth

Un encuentro pequeño, un rescate sin importancia y una despedida silenciosa.
De esas cosas que pasan en un día normal y que, sin saber por qué, no se olvidan.

#Microstory #ShortStory #Writing #Nature #SmallMoments
#EverydayMagic #Storytelling #WritersLife #Blog #DeOniros

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I have the kinds of loves
who love me when my other loves
are hurting
and I am collateral damage

When I rang them
in tears
voice breaking
in fear

I asked if they had spoons
to let me vent -
could they help
pick up my pieces?

And they told me
Yes!
Be there in 10 minutes

And when they arrived
they held me
while I cried
outside the crowded restaurant.

—sometimes this is what love looks like

#SmallMoments #SmallPoems #BeautifulTruth

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