Love To My Husband

Love To My Husband

A Poem by Heather Mirassou
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I am drawn to you like The stars to the midnight skies The Earth to the burning sun Water to thirsting flowers

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Love To My Husband

by Heather Mirassou
I am drawn to you like
The stars to the midnight skies
The Earth to the burning sun
Water to thirsting flowers

I am comfortable with you like
An old pair of boots
A faded pair of jeans
My favorite sweater and scarf

I am at peace with you like
Sitting in a boat in the middle of a lake
Taking a walk in silence in the country
Listening to rain drops fall in the dark of night

I am alive with you
Like the laughter that is uncontrollable
The heart that goes thump, thump, thump
Running through wildflowers in the wilderness

Every ounce of my being
Mind, body and soul are riveted by you
I am alive with you, free with you,
comfortable with you I love you

© 2011 Heather Mirassou


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This is so much like how I feel about my husband. Awesome! :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is magical Heather to be in love and experience it on this full level..simple as in a pair of boots and yet passionate...xx :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


beautifully written thank you for your contribution, great use of images and actions to take the reader along

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Ah, this is sucha wonderful sweet write. Nicely done!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I am comfortable with you like
An old pair of boots
I am at peace with you like
Sitting in a boat in the middle of a lake

this is adorable, blessings to you two.. an old pair of boots haha.. now that is pretty comfortable.. :)

Antonio


Posted 13 Years Ago


This is a truly beautiful and soulful write... it almost dances as you read... amazing piece

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Heather Mirassou
Heather Mirassou

Oakdale, CA



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