RAIN

RAIN
by Ritzy Ritzhaupt
 
Smile, it's raining in Seattle.
Tiny little drops wash the makeup away.

Breath taking moisture caresses you with soft gentle drops, that should annoy, but their tender sweetness makes you feel alive.  It had been a lovely day to be outdoors.

In Seattle it's said, "If you don't like the weather, wait ten minutes and it will change".  Many times that's exactly what happens. Then, there are those days that melt your heart, certainly not from the heat, but from a glorious beauty. 

Mountain ranges and blue water touch your inner most thoughts.  It's in one of those moments, when a rhythm burst forth deep from within the raw you.

The excitement and beauty claim your soul; your entire being, holding you in a wondrous embrace that comforts the being, to the core of its existence.

Feeling as though, one being wrapped in swaddling clothes. The embrace captures the essence of whom and what you are.

Your embedded with bands of steel giving knowledge and caring love, to the flesh that is known to be the person I think is special, a true Washingtonian.

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Magic Photograph

Magic Photograph

by Ritzy Ritzhaupt 

When I think I might forget you

I longing look at your photograph
Remembering your lopsided grin
Your huge hands with knurled fingers
Your lushes hugs and generous heart 

When looking for a photo

The one I really want to see
I look deep inside, within my heart
Where you captured me

Remembering your loving ways
Warms my heart to overflowing 
Giving me all the strength needed
To go on, being your one true love

Embracing our forty years together
And the romance that filled our lives
A beautiful part of our love
This makes you unforgettable

Savored as a long simmered soup
Bringing the nourishment needed 
To withstand the lonely nights

The missing burns deep inside  
But knowing, I was treasured beyond gold
Frees me to live this life all alone

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BEING A LEO

Lion… me

The roar turns to tears

The tears turn to sobs

Hard hitting are the fears

Strangling the sobs to roars

Awesome are all upon reaching my ears

Do I hear, do I hear

So telling are the fears

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Feelings

I am calm

I am patient

I will sit and I will wait

When the time is right

I shall roar once again.

by Ritzy Ritzhaupt   Copyright 2012 All Rights Reserved

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