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Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Love Is Simple












Loving you is simple
uncomplicated,
like opening my eyes 
no thought invested,
only instinct.
Love is my religion
my rock,
 my roots.
Loving you is simple
like following the smell of  baked cookies
and the stars on a dark night.
Loving you is easy
even on days I question the sanity of it
even on days when my soul is defiant
and seeks to be free
but never of you.
Loving you,
it's a hunger that must be fed
it's a road I must travel on
it's a light that shows me the way.
Loving you 
brings me home
makes me better
Lets me dream. 



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79 comments:

  1. Can't think of a more perfect description, poetically, of what love is...what it means. Simply beautiful! ~jackie~

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  2. Beautiful, Ayala....agree with Jacquie...a perfect description of love :)

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    1. Thank you, Louise. Happy to see you again :)

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  3. smiles...lovely...gotta love it when love is that easy...a choice made and one that has such obvious rewards as well...and a compulsion too...as not to be able to think about any other kind of life but that love...

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    1. True, Brian...got to love it when it's natural and easy. :)

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  4. A beautiful message dear ~ It's a choice one makes, and when it is reciprocated and nurtured, it becomes simple and uncomplicated ~

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  5. hmm...beautiful...Loving you brings me home.

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  6. When love is right, it can sure take flight

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  7. I love the thought of love bringing you home--this is beautiful!

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  8. Nothing better than love. A great feeling to this.

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  9. Love is...just like this, ayala. As simple and easy as breathing. This was gorgeous!

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  10. Nothing else to say about it...wonderfully written and expressed.

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  11. This is the best kind of love, Ayala. You are fortunate to have it! Not everyone does. The last four lines say it all:


    Loving you
    brings me home
    makes me better
    Lets me dream.

    Beautiful sentiments, beautiful poem.

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    1. Thank you, Mary. I feel grateful that I am blessed with it. :)

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  12. So sweet. I keep wanting to write my husband a love poem, but nothing comes out right. But you say here, what I want to express. This is lovely.

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    1. Thank you, Myrna. One day when you don't think about it..that's when it will come :)

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  13. *sigh* this is so... so beautiful Ayala~~~

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  14. Beautiful words from the heart. Lovely as always Ayala.

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  15. "Loving you is simple
    like following the smell of baked cookies
    and the stars on a dark night."

    I love that so much!

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  16. In many ways here, Ayala, you validate (for me) what I sincerely believe. That when all is said and done...I mean FINISHED!...the only power standing will be LOVE. In fact, there will be NONE ELSE. IMO, of course!

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    1. That's all we have and that's all that matters :)Peace.

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  17. Beautiful..loving you brings me home..

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  18. This is beautiful Ayala - and it works really well at more than one level. When you really love someone, the love itself is not something you have to work at. There are other things that take some effort though ... smiles

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    1. Thank you, Tony :) yes there are plenty of other things to work on. :)

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  19. Tender. Exciting! Full of wonderful images...painting a beautiful picture!

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  20. A beautiful tribute, warm and tenderly written.

    He is fortunate, the object of your affection.

    Cheers!

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    1. Thank you, Jeff. Kind of you to say. :)

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  21. Love and what it encompasses. Multiple layers and simple at the same time.

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    1. :) Love is everything, isn't it ?

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  22. "Loving you is simple/like following the smell of baked cookies".

    You certainly have a beautiful way with words. Love this poem.

    Greetings from London.

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  23. Love this! As simple as following the smell of fresh baked cookies.... I wish all of life could be like that.....

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    1. If it could be that simple...thank you, John. :)

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  24. Loving you is simple
    like following the smell of baked cookies...that just says it all...wonderful when love is so easy and comes so naturally...beautifully penned ayala

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  25. I'm going to remember "like following the smell of baked cookies."

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  26. "...like following the smell of baked cookies
    and the stars on a dark night."

    Such disparate things, but love encompasses them and more...simple. What a lovely write.

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    `*.¸.*✻


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  28. This is so "right-on." When you get down to it, there is nothing else. And religion without love at it's center is a cruel joke.

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    1. Love is my religion :) The best one of all. :)

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  29. Love this so much. And now I am craving cookies :)
    I hope you have a great weekend Ayala!

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    1. Thank you, Keith. I hope you got some cookies :)

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  30. Beautiful sentiments, Ayala. My apologizes for not getting here sooner, as I thought I had been here on Wednesday and commented. It has been a crazy week.

    Pamela

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    1. Always good to see you..and I know exactly what you mean..it's been a crazy few weeks :)Thank you, Pamela.

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  31. LOving this way is an easy task, full of sweetness and millionreasons to to stand, be, live.
    Beautiful ode to L O V E.

    Thank you Ayala

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  32. such a wonderful poem, dear ... it's beautiful ... loved it.

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