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My Beloved

My Beloved

I sit silently facing my beloved
Our hands touching softly
Gazing into those eyes I love so well
Eyes so familiar through centuries of lifetimes together
The eyes of my Beloved

Those eyes were what I recognized first
When we found each other in this life
Eyes I had looked upon so many times before in so many faces
Wells so deep I could see my Beloved’s soul
And touch the Being of pure light and love inside

I long to lose myself in those eyes as they draw me in
Beckoning me to take refuge in the lush fertile valley of this beautiful soul
There I find a sanctuary of eternal peace and contentment
Filled with gentle breezes
That caress me softly and whisper words of love

My Beloved’s eyes are pools of clear clean refreshing water
Like mirrors reflecting only my true self back to me
I dive in with all my heart and soul
I splash swim play frolic
Like an orphan who has finally found her home

When tears of pain sorrow or anguish
Flow from those eyes I love so well
My soul cries out with agony
Come! Gaze into my eyes
The comfort you have longed for awaits you here

In the eyes of your Beloved

Adapted from-Teri Robnett

3 thoughts on “My Beloved

  1. This is my poem. Thank you for the credit. I wrote it years ago for my soulmate, my twin flame, who is now my husband. I’m glad you liked it. I’m curious, however, who you are and how you came upon it. I don’t remember posting or publishing it anywhere, although I may have and simply forgot.

    • Hi,
      I found your beautiful poem when I was reading about twin flames. I always try to give credit to the author and if they request that I remove it. I do that too. Many blessings to you and your beloved.

  2. Reblogged this on Cannabis Patients Alliance and commented:
    You never know what you’ll find when you google yourself.

    I just found a poem I wrote years ago for my soulmate, now husband, published on someone else’s blog. They did give me credit, otherwise I never would have known. But it was really weird to run across it since I don’t know who’s blog this is or how they got my poem. I don’t remember ever publishing it anywhere, but I may have. Anyway, it’s as true now as ever. You’re still my beloved, Greg Duran.

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