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Today we have a guest post by my friend and fellow author Stephania Vereen. It is a love poem that you can find in her book Letters To Words.


He saved me
He saved me from myself
Loved me so much he forced me to see what there is to love
Believed in me
Put me on a pedestal
Took everything I had to dish out
And even dared me to give him more
To show that he won’t hurt me
To show that he’s not the enemy
He poured so much of himself into my healing
Into my growth
That he may have lost more of himself than was already gone
Why won’t he let me save him?
Why won’t he let me show him what I see?
Why won’t he believe me when I stress his greatness?
In my own selfish greed
I’ve spent enough time taking from him
And not giving back
Enough time not loving him
The way he deserves
And now
My eyes are open wide
I see him in all his glory
And I want to give him more than I’ve taken
I want to motivate him
Encourage him
Save him…from himself
Love him so much
That he can’t help but to see what he’s made of
He’s my heart
My king
My partner
My jigsaw
Baby, let me save you too.

By Stephania Vereen

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Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. As the Beatles once said” all I want to do is hold your hand .”

Exactly!!

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