Mesmerizing, calling to me and in an instant I am yours. Belonging to you in every sense…the constituents of my being, every fiber, handed over to you. What for? For the blissful tranquility that engulfs me in your presence. The solitude of oneness with another. The happy tension that bursts within the self. Your gaze…it is my master.
In my previous ignorance, I had known a calm that was merely nothingness. This roaring serenity is one that excites and soothes, titillates and appeases the very discomfort of existence. A duality that is the most satisfying elixir to have ever touched my lips. And yet…and yet I am so very hungry.
That aromatic lure is too overpowering, too much in every aspect…this necessary ingredient…so irresistible. Command my very mood, dance with my understanding, and bend the very structure of reality and reason in a most fascinating performance. Logic suggests it cannot be duplicated – but you prove me wrong time and time again.
It is on this very subject that I wish to be wrong about. So mistaken, so that I may glide with the wings you have given me, the elation of actuality. An indecent and regal proposal. A secret to proclaim. A story to tell until the end of time. The gentle and everlasting influence of a rose.
Emotions unleashed and drowned my own reality when you injected me with that storm that but grew and grew until it became an enormous force that continued to swirl around by organs with every degree that your temperature changed. How much the heart endures…what a curiosity it is that it makes such choices…had I the foresight to know that an innocent leaning would be the path to destruction.
I have been asked to close my eyes and feel the soft encasing of my eyelids like the tender flesh inside a roses’ bloom, each petal so delightful, you are sure to be consumed. They are what consoles me, that some things of existence have a perfection that we attempted to attain.
Roses, like all great things, need certain properties to become magnificent. Such is the case with love, and as I indulge in these beauties, gifts of nature…I allow my mind to wander. Sink deep into the path of memories and desires. Linger upon ambitions. Grow into hope.
It is what is needed in times like this, and with the rose, I have her.
Time may lapse amongst wonderful and magical events. This is an unfortunate truth at the grains of present form a crust over the past…making it all the more difficult to retrieve a reality that gripped us so vibrantly, the very nerve of existence seized by our emotional pincers…somehow, these things weaken.
Yet is it truly a thing to be lamented in the end? The constant need for renewal is an ancient property that persists as something of great admirability. Love, for example, must be sustained. Although you may have it or not, it must still be approached with care, attention, and devotion for eternity.
The mind and body needs exercise as well in order to maintain optimum function. Hence, flowers are a testament to this beauty, this rise and fall of existence. We enjoy them as they bloom so impressively, but cannot keep them forever. Hence we mirror our very own realities in a bouquet of roses.
Slipping away into pure bliss, a sensation both rare and yet know by all, we cherish some pleasure, such happiness. The sensation with the greatest memory is that of scent. Notice how your being is filled with an instantaneous delight as it encounters a familiar aroma that may remind you of your mother’s or grandmother’s cooking. For example, apple pies may have been a family tradition during the holidays. Hence, when one has the opportunity to smell apple pies, she may revisit a wealth of memories and at once find herself in the depths of her own heart.
We have the pleasure of participating in accessing such profundity in one another when gifting flowers, whether it be at choice moments or just because, their sweet scent thickly coats our souls in a most everlasting way. With that in mind, is there any better way to leave a lasting impression than flowers? At once, you soar above the mundane and are given the keys to something entirely new and luxurious. What is more, this power always persists.
An indulgence of this sort is sometimes the exact thing that is needed. We are not sure what is better, to find comfort in flowers when they may have been the most therapeutic or to be surprised by them and hence enhance ones preexistent state. For example, flowers given out of sympathy versus as a sporadic and romantic gift. You decided, we’d love to head from you.
You may have your jock-o-lanterns out for Halloween and be using the bright orangey glow which comes from them as a way to add an extra dose of warmness to your abode, but have you considered illuminating possibilities beyond such decorations? Yes, of course candles are a great start to keeping your home cheery and inviting, but the wonder of fall is upon us and knocking at our doors…why not embrace it entirely and allow it to make itself home?
Here are some heart-warming recommendations for flowers that will capitalize on the festiveness of fall. Consider bringing in the orangey glow of carved and lit pumpkins by making a fabulous arrangement with orange lilies, white accents of roses or lilies, baby’s breath filler, and gold accents that are easily purchased at the craft store. These details will take the whole feel of your flowers and hence home several knots above. That glamorous feel is accessed within minutes. Include some candles too for a very romantic, magical, and mysterious ambiance.
Taking such measures be taking full advantage of the season and raising expectations and excitement for the holidays to come. Why not enhance every moment?
Mesmerizing, calling to me and in an instant I am yours. Belonging to you in every sense…the constituents of my being, every fiber, handed over to you. What for? For the blissful tranquility that engulfs me in your presence. The solitude of oneness with another. The happy tension that bursts within the self. Your gaze…it is my master.
Emotions unleashed and drowned my own reality when you injected me with that storm that but grew and grew until it became an enormous force that continued to swirl around by organs with every degree that your temperature changed. How much the heart endures…what a curiosity it is that it makes such choices…had I the foresight to know that an innocent leaning would be the path to destruction.
Time may lapse amongst wonderful and magical events. This is an unfortunate truth at the grains of present form a crust over the past…making it all the more difficult to retrieve a reality that gripped us so vibrantly, the very nerve of existence seized by our emotional pincers…somehow, these things weaken.
Slipping away into pure bliss, a sensation both rare and yet know by all, we cherish some pleasure, such happiness. The sensation with the greatest memory is that of scent. Notice how your being is filled with an instantaneous delight as it encounters a familiar aroma that may remind you of your mother’s or grandmother’s cooking. For example, apple pies may have been a family tradition during the
You may have your jock-o-lanterns out for Halloween and be using the bright orangey glow which comes from them as a way to add an extra dose of warmness to your abode, but have you considered illuminating possibilities beyond such decorations? Yes, of course candles are a great start to keeping your home cheery and inviting, but the wonder of fall is upon us and knocking at our doors…why not embrace it entirely and allow it to make itself home?