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Angel Bereaved

Posted in Love with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 6, 2012 by Cashmereheart

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Every Breath

Posted in Cashmereheart, Double edged sword of LOVE, Love with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on April 5, 2012 by Cashmereheart

The light of love does not always shine bright, from his soul, but I know that he loves me, I am his world. As the sun closes at the end of day, my soul thirst for what I know he has hidden from sight. If he could witness how much I long for his gentleness, he would surly render on bended knee.

It makes my heart sad at times, that life passes him by and the love that he so has desired he doesn’t know how to receive.

For my breath of life is in him……

Cashmereheart

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CALLING all Cupids

Posted in Cashmereheart, Love, love letters, Poetry, Quotes with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 1, 2012 by Cashmereheart

Looking for unique love letters or poetry to post on Cashmere hearts blog, in celebration of ( lovers day ) Valentines Day.

If you have been bitten by the love bug, and would like to see your

LOVE Potion #9

posted on-line, please in box Cashmere……

cashmereheart@aol.com

XoXo

Forbidden

Posted in Cashmereheart, Double edged sword of LOVE, Love, love letters, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 28, 2012 by Cashmereheart


My heart wanders the streets of loneliness, my thoughts to
deep to comprehend, shelved for another time. If I amble
between raindrops, won’t you notice the tears that descend from
my eyes are one with me?

As I see your face I long to hold you, the touch of your skin is
my desire. I fear of what lustful passion will nestle deep alone in the
shadows…

A misplaced feeling, a warm embrace, an affectionate kiss, is it
to much to hide? Two bodies that waltz interwoven in the
moonlight, sending-off a silhouette alongside a harvest moon.

Souls that merge into one, a feeling a heart never forgets ~
inspiring emotions out of lust…Hearts that fasten are hearts that
experience eternal love.

I want to love you like no other; your softness sends a
reminder of all that is missing. As you lay your hand upon my
breast ~ I quiver, my breath grows shallow ~ my scarlet lips
tremble.

Your kiss transcends my soul into a blustery storm. I’m losing
sight of all that I have held on to.

You have enlightened my heart. I hold on to you like the spirit
that has imprisoned exquisiteness of our youth.

Forbidden to feel such ecstasy, I immerse into your soul, like
the sand that slips through our fingers, to become one with the
tide yet again.

©Dani Thornton-Stock

******Ignite my Passion******

Posted in Cashmereheart, Double edged sword of LOVE, Love, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 1, 2012 by Cashmereheart

What Is Love

It captivates our hearts and breaks our spirit. Burning flames

that ignite my passion is also the warmth ~ that softens my soul,

leaving behind nothing but ashes.

As I sift through the cinders of my heart, my hands become

tarnished…

Everything that I touch is affected. Is this truly the path I wish

to journey again?

Do the embers that burn bright in my heart frighten me? Is this

lingering incandescent glow, a frequent souvenir, of all that has

come to pass?

If I place my heart in a cocoon, do I free myself up to love again?

Thoughts that permeate the lining of my heart, are they strong

enough to extinguish all internal flames, before they consume me?

Are you the match that will destroy me, or the brook that will

quench my thirst and diminish all of my flames?

The scares in my heart are too deep to be seen, perforations

that toil in an uninhabited land, but held in your hand, will leave

an everlasting impressions, branded beyond understanding.

My external scares run rampant on my soul. So, I anticipate the love,

that will preserve my flesh and be the mist that infiltrates my passion.

Cashmereheart

Let fall our garments,shield our bodies by means of Truth ~

Posted in Cashmereheart, Love, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 12, 2011 by Cashmereheart

Passion flares at the forbidden taste, which emerges upon the

foundation of innocent lips.

Take pleasure in, I have something to bestow you, a portion of

my heart, which you have longed for…

The afterthought remains overt; two hearts collide through

blamelessness of childhood magnificence.

Drizzling, Pink Sapphire kisses ~ showering from affectionate

colored skies, absorb within my flesh, like sweet-scented perfume

which envelopes the perimeter of thy heart.

Let fall our garments, shield our bodies by means of truth ~

truss our love, favorably on a magic carpet ride.

Destination, established dreams within mirror images, of two

souls enticing friction, sweet brow drippings designate a formula,

branded sweltering passion.

Lying amongst alabaster extremity, within unblemished

shallow meadows, my heart pulsates with the rhythm of your

smile.

For the hours of darkness are young, a rare find of childish

treasures, consummated after decades of searching, only to

detour back in time, en route for childhood magnificence.

Dani Thornton~Stock

Intoxicating

Posted in Cashmereheart, Love, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 9, 2011 by Cashmereheart

 

Always ~ kiss me good night, as we lie sandwiched between

secrets in lace. Keep your arms near, to my velvety skin that

inhabits at the essence of your being; enmesh your limbs around

my soul.

 

Take your finger ~ emboss the delicate scent which flows

straight from my heart.

 

Love me; captivate my spirit with the passion, in which I am

caught up in a downpour, commencing from your arteries, like

vintage wine, beyond the cost that a heart can meet the expense

of…

 

Softly whisper my name, as you indulge in my affection, which

brings forth an enticing emotion to ravish this naked body.

Encumber your soul with the knowledge of sensual fantasies,

in which impairs your vision to a love; you thought never existed,

merely hiding in the shadows of embarrassment, within a

passionate heart.

 

©Dani Thornton~Stock