Her Twinflame

She sees his face in the white of moon
In azure reveries, she feels his soul holding her in the indigo of night ..
In the hush of sleep, his lips ignite in a moonbeams song..eyes caressed by starlight- humming a lullaby .. a jasmine rhapsody on a stardust cloud
She inhales the scent of his tranquility as he lulls her to the hues of the night
They breathe together to become complete
A sacred blending of two souls
Waltzing across the starlight.
In the light of dawn, as the sun laughs into her eyes
she finds a memory living in her heartbeat
a temptation of hope..
Flaming into an endless devotion.

131 thoughts on “Her Twinflame

      1. See I can’t see your face, also your name looks like Muslim , so either you Malaysian or like that, or from Middle East which u denied,,why don’t u tell urself

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  1. “They breathe together to become complete”
    A sacred blending of two souls!
    That’s beautifully stated Yassy and that says heart to heart and soul to soul in one sentence. Twin magic and magic is love your words magic my dear Yassy. How you’ve been missed❤️, but you never cease to amaze.🌹

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    1. I missed you guys too , always love how awesomely you put your thoughts into words. I just visited your blog and I am damn happy for you both. My very own jokersona💖

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    1. Ah! I sure would like to experience what I write, David. I have seen it in movies or read about it.
      But my imagination runs away with me.
      You sure do have a point , though.
      It’s good to write, really , it’s a high 😇💃🏿

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      1. Interesting haha, that seems to be an understatement, you think its rare for many.
        Then the ones who experience this are the blessed ones. Ooh 😲

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  2. Reblogged this on richwrapper and commented:
    Turning me “athlete” to scan some lines, your Yassyness? This your way to help me recall the times we waltzed (separately of course) I’d walk downtown to the civic center where a junior high school business math teacher gave ballroom dance lessons and I learned to undress my shy some times and while we never learned to tango, I felt some teasing from way East – or was it so far West it was East? This dance you write and share is so much a bubble of unsupressed joy and giggle I find us both bathing in teenage lives knowing all the while a world shares this – and their own interpretations interpenetrating mine and yours and theirs and ours. You gift so much, Your Ladyship. And you have more than earned my thanks and whatever can this humble step be called…Praise.

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  3. I can comment onm this with one word….Perfection. A

    Absolutely beautiful. Oh, when your heart gets inspired it is a treat for your readers.
    After we spoke earlier this afternoon, I changed my setting for your blog so I can get
    your new posts immediately.

    This has so many wonderful lines, but they breathe together resonated with me. That oneness of these two souls so perfectly depcited in that line.

    Thnak you for sharing it with me. If you have any other love poems that you would like me to read, please feel free to let me know.

    Yassy you are an inspiring poet. 🌹

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