She is love
her heart beats with indescribable feeling and meaning and desire...
She is love, she is elated,
Her heart beats with feeling, meaning, desire stated.
The desire to be loved, so exclusive, so free,
Exalting vulnerability, loving kindness to see.
Warm and inviting, open and forgiving,
Like the sun's kiss on skin, summer's living.
The moon invites light within the darkness' embrace,
Open and forgiving, a gentle grace.
Unwavering like a star, bright and promising,
Majestic in its glow, ever so enticing.
Like winter's breath of fresh air, an evoking jolt,
Unapologetically herself, in her own beautiful mold.
Adorned with love's own light, she shines so true,
Because she loves, she is seen through and through.
Because she is seen, she can be loved,
In her love's reflection, her spirit roved.
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Tracy Toccara
Tracy Toccara is a poet and a warrior of life whose verses chronicle a profound journey from the shadows of addiction to the light of recovery. Her collection of poems is not merely words on a page; it is a testament to her resilience.
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