I’ve thought awhile what it means to be loved by someone, how it’s shown, how it’s displayed, how it will be remembered. The how is variable, shifting between the type of people doing the loving, the style in which they demonstrate adoration, loyalty, lust, and connection. Loved by a carpenter, perhaps it’ll show its face in handmade furniture scattered across a house, loved by a baker, in homemade bread filling the house you share with scent and sustenance.
As I poet myself, I agree wholeheartedly. Such a beautiful description. I beg to differ slightly, however. Words can absolutely feed a person. Words are so much more powerful than the writer who writes them will ever know.
Loved By A Poet | 3.20.21
So beautiful 💜🧡
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To be remembered is the only way any of us love forever..
Maybe that’s why it means so much when someone does so while our hearts are still beating...
This is one of my favorites ever. I printed it out to tuck in my journal so I don’t forget it. Thank you for sharing this!!
It's a beautiful wonderful way to show love, so eternal.
Beautiful. This filled up my heart! 🤗
As I poet myself, I agree wholeheartedly. Such a beautiful description. I beg to differ slightly, however. Words can absolutely feed a person. Words are so much more powerful than the writer who writes them will ever know.