Category: True Love

A Journey Of True Soul Love

Love Needs To Be Chosen

Love is not a passive word
Love is not dormant
But it’s a fierce, powerful life force
And she needs to be actively chosen
Over power, over fear,
over hatred
Over all the confusion
our minds put on us

Love found us
Brought us in motion
And now
we need to choose
to let her move
mountains for us

©RoseGirl2018

Hands On Hips

I take your hands
And put them on my hips
They naturally fit there
They have their imprint
on my soft, warm skin

Tender passion dances me,
moves me
Your hands on my hips
direct me
Or are my hips directing you?

©RoseGirl2018

Nothing But Love

Come take my hand
Do you see that door over there
Do you see its light inviting us
And how it marks a new beginning?
It’s our way out
And it’s our way in

It has been a long journey
But we survived,
we stood our ground,
love triumphed

We walk through the door
We leave everything behind
and move forward
with nothing but love

©RoseGirl2018

Commitment

Is it the word commitment
that scares you?
A thought that ties you?
But my love, our hearts are
already fully committed
to each other ever since
As they beat in harmony
and are bonded in love
Like our footsteps are committed
to the earth by gravity
The way our eyes locked
and married us
The way our arms entwined
and united us
What belongs that commits
It’s only your mind
that is scared
to commit itself to your heart

©RoseGirl2018

Proud Of You

When I saw you
-so beautiful, so sweet
and so much you –
I felt like a peacock
And I lifted my head,
my eyes shined
As I showed
all of my feathers
that adorned me
And my most
precious, eye-catching gem
it was you

©RoseGirl2018

Patient Endurance

A tree that braves the seasons
A flower that takes its time
to grow and to blossom
A robin that makes the best of Winter
As it knows it will find Spring in the end
A blackbird that breeds in her nest
and waits for her young ones to be born
With patient endurance
I stand in the eye of the storm
I hold my vision with strength
As I know, our best time is yet to come

©RoseGirl2018

Snow White

Snow has covered the world
with a layer of purity
In white stillness the Sunday morning is frozen
And I am like Snow White
I wait for my death-like sleep to be broken
and to be brought back to life
by a kiss of my prince

©RoseGirl2018

444 Poems

I wrote 444 poems
in which I rhymed and sighed
Longed and cried
Smiled and celebrated
Serenaded and painted
my love for you
in all its colours
And you still doubt it?
Then please tell me
how many poems
I still need to write
Until you will believe

©RoseGirl2018

The Way You Say My Name

Never have I felt so truly seen
and recognized
The way you give sound to it
And gently say each letter
How your voice embraces me,
caresses me, pronounces me
And let me feel the true meaning
of who I am far beyond the word
No one has ever said it the way
you say it
The way you say my name

©RoseGirl2018

Extraordinary Things

It is often at ordinary moments
When I cook, ride my bike
Walk in town
Or wait in a line
The love for you,
The thought of you
just comes over me
When I think of
How you looked into my eyes
Or walked by my side
How you touched my arm lightly
and smiled
How you embraced me with tender arms

It is often at those ordinary moments
I remember those extraordinary things

©RoseGirl2018

The Value Of The Wild Rose

Previous: The Great Tall Tree And The Small Wild Rose

The small wild rose
hidden in the grass,
is her value less
than the value of
the great tall tree
with all the birds
as his admirers
on his branches?

Does her life
has lack of purpose
as she failed
to reach the eyes
of all the birds
and her impact does not seem
that wide and big
as the impact
the great tall tree
seems to have?

Or is it her purpose
to just be the wild rose
And value is not defined
by numbers of admirers?

And is it then just
a missed chance for the birds
that they don’t notice
the small wild rose
And everyone who does see
her beauty is lucky?

©RoseGirl2018

Ship Lost Its Way

The ship sails
on rough waters
And waves try
to pull it down
While it battles its way
towards the west
it lost track of
the shore

And now the ship
is lost on the ocean
Though in its wood
its name ‘Amor’
is still engraved
And on its map
its destination
is still marked
as ‘you’

©RoseGirl2018

All We Need To See

I dance with you, my love
And we make it a dance of joy
We make it a dance of laughter
Our faces that radiate our love

And we don’t move too slowly
Or we don’t go too fast
But we dance our perfect rhythm
At our perfect pace

And all is alright
We don’t turn around
We don’t look behind
As I have you in front of me
And you have me before your eyes
And that’s all we need to see
That’s all we need to dance

©RoseGirl2018

The Little Lights

The waters seem to dance
Our emotions flow into one another
An undercurrent of desire
makes waves
and moves us together
We shine the shimmer
on the surface
The little lights travel
between your heart and mine

©RoseGirl2018

He Will Pick Her Up

And it’s time now
He cannot wait any longer
He needs to have her
He needs to take her
She needs to be in his arms
And everywhere on his body
In his imagination
He already made the move so often
But then his feet made him stop
Or was it his head that took over
But now his soul finally gives green light
And the stars have the perfect pattern
And even if he would stumble,
even if he would fall
He knows she will lift him up
All the struggle, all the suffering
It needs to stop
It’s time now
He will pick her up
And will go on road with her

©RoseGirl2018

Eight Letters, Three Words

Eight letters in a line,
you can make three words of it
And then build a sentence
that says ‘I love you’
They are just letters
that sound superficial
As they have been wrongly used
by too many people
Empty characters
They didn’t give me any grip
As I fell right through
the letters and out of words
in the space in between
Hopelessly and straight
into their deepest meaning
When I fell in love with you

©RoseGirl2018

The Magic Of The Irish Flute

Previous: The Hedgehog Girl

Who is coming there
It’s the shaman of the woods
It’s the fairy man
With his Irish flute
Looking for his hedgehog girl
She made herself so small
She rolled into a tight ball
And then, off the earth she fell
Down into the ground she went

But where is she
As she can’t be seen no more
So he takes his Irish flute
and starts to play his sounds of love
And she wakes up and hears the call
Her ears, her heart bewitched
And she begins to unroll
She goes up while she follows
his magical tunes

And then she sees him, her own fairy man
She asks ‘why did you come for me,
how did you find me
as you were supposed to forget’

‘My love, the Irish flute can’t forget about its muse
It can’t forget about the one that
breathes the fire into its music
And wherever you may go and hide,
I’ll always find you in your dreams
I’ll always find you in both of our hearts

And now rise again
Don’t make yourself so small
You don’t need your spines
As you have a big light
in your heart to guide
and to protect you’

©RoseGirl2018

A Certainty

Your hand in mine
And we walk through the world
We see walls crumbling
We see illusions shattering
And we climb mountains together
We walk through rain showers of teardrops
We hear thunder voices
And our shadows are following us

But still
Your hand in mine
It is your hand that keeps me going
Your hand that comforts me
As we walk through nights without sleep
And days with shaken dreams
We see safe houses breaking down
We see monsters on our path
But we chase the clouds together
We reach for castles in the sky
And we’ve learned to dance on ruins

And your hand in mine
It’s a certainty
In a world where nothing is
certain no more

©RoseGirl2018

A Journey Of Soul Love

On this sacred journey of love
I need to believe
what is not touchable
I need to believe
what I have seen in your eyes
The truth I know in my soul

I need to fully trust myself
Trust my own heart
I need to fully surrender
And find this higher faith
Live this higher love
Despite my mind,
Despite the facts

It’s not an easy task, my love
I am blindfolded
And sometimes
it’s all just so dark
What I yet cannot see,
yet cannot touch,
yet cannot hear
I need to find it inside
Hand it over to God
And keep moving forward

I need to go down on my knees
Fall through my thoughts
Break through old patterns,
Leave old pain and old beliefs behind
To find this pure, true love,
To find you on the other side

©RoseGirl2018

Having It All

Let the wind come
Let the rain fall
We will dance without clothes
We will thankful kiss the ground

Even if we need to wander
With the sky as our roof
With no other belongings
Than each other and our hearts

We will still have it all
since we have the love

©RoseGirl2018

Farts Of Poetry

I write so much now
I almost write about every fart
of our journey together
Here’s to the free creative expression
Every feeling, every experience
I catch it in lines of poetry
And then,
Even in a fart I’ll find the beauty

©RoseGirl2018

Melancholic Hope

I feel like you.
I write melancholic poems now
Like in the past, you wrote melancholic songs
It seems like we’ve switched roles
Before, in my poems
I held the vision and the hope
But now you seem to have it
Where I drown in sadness
Can we do it fifty-fifty?
And share the hope
and melancholy equally?
Or better, we just skip
the melancholic drama completely
And we only keep it
positive and optimistic

©RoseGirl2018

Melancholic Poetry

And she looks through the window
Of her house of melancholic poetry
And she longs for blue skies
She waits for green lights
As her heart feels on hold
Though her mind won’t
take a break

At night her beloved comes
to visit her in her dreams
He sings her his songs
But in the morning he’s gone
Leaving her the clouds
that cover the sun
And her melancholic poetry

©RoseGirl2018

Black Crows And White Birds

And there are the black crows of the past again
I thought they had already gone
Though they come fly over
to stir old wounds and hurt
I hear them caw to me issues
of rejection, of abandonment,
of exclusion and
the fear of losing love

But I heal, I clean and I release
All they have polluted
As they come to test me
How strong I stand in love
And if I can believe despite everything

The black crows and the ego birds,
the false beliefs,
all the hurtful thoughts
I let them fly, I set them free
And then I wait
for the white birds
to come in

©RoseGirl2018

Creation And Destruction

How much effort it takes
to let my birds fly in the open sky
And not to take them down
Put them back in cages
Hide them,
Hide myself from the world

The battle I have every day
Not to delete my words again
Not to remove my page
and my pictures
in which I feel nakedly captured,
from which I want to escape

Is destruction just the shadow side
of creation?
Like nature has its Summer and its Winter?
Or am I just a runner that runs
from herself, from love, from life,
because her own fears
are chasing her?

Why I then still keep flying
in the open sky, my love,
is because we made each other that promise
to stay strong, to keep faith and let our light shine

And then love and creation
are stronger than destruction

©RoseGirl2018

All Paths Lead Home

We stand on crossroads
Many roads we can choose
They show us the how,
the options and the ways
to go
But maybe, it’s not about
all the details
It’s not about how exactly
things will be
As we move forward in love
All paths lead home

©RoseGirl2018

A Wild Ride

Last night when I drove
through the city centre
of Arnhem
And I passed by
the Luxor Theatre
Where we once met
and you told me
‘Let’s fall in love again’,
It was almost like
I saw you standing there outside
Your eyes longing for me
to pick you up

And I looked at you
Our eyes locked once again
Then the traffic lights
turned green
But luckily,
I was right on time
to pull you with my eyes
into my car
and next to me

©RoseGirl2018

Dancing On Ice

And she glides over ice
She skates and dances
She goes round and turns
And makes figures
With her skates she draws
circles and hearts on the ice

In the Dutch landscape
Where the sky is grey and the weather is cold
She carries the California sun
of her man in her heart
The fire of inspiration burns in her
She dances her poems
on ice
As her skates make the moves,
make the words rhyme

And she is free to move
And free to love, free to write
With her golden dreams
She skates on and on

Until the stars appear in the sky
And it is time to go
Only then the ice queen leaves
for her ice palace in the clouds

©RoseGirl2018

 

Express Yourself

If you want to express yourself
Use my heart as a paper
to write your love messages on

If you want to portray
what is on your heart for so long
Then use me as the picture
on which you can project it

If you want the butterflies to fly out
Then use my chest for them
to land on

If you want to speak the love
into your reality
Use my ears as they want to hear

If you want to paint to me
Your expression of love
Use me as your canvas
Your heart as your paintbrush

Because, my love,
if you want to express yourself
Here I am

©RoseGirl2018

Why Giving Up Is Not An Option

How could the night give up on the morning
How could the moon give up on the sun
How could a fish give up on the water
How could a flower give up on its seed
How could a tree give up on its roots
How could a writer give up on her muse
Then how could I give up on my dreams,
could give up on you?

©RoseGirl2018

Dancing In The Rain

This Sunday morning
When I woke up
I looked through the window
And it was raining and raining
The kind of weather
That would make you depressed

But then I imagined
How each raindrop contains
a bit of our love
And how the heavens are showering
it divinely
It made me want to go outside
And to dance in the rain
On this blessed Sunday morning

©RoseGirl2018

Synchronicity

I thought of you and then
At exactly that moment,
There was the noise
of fireworks in de sky outside!
Wow, God is giving me a sign!
My inner world, outer world
and the universe align
Such a synchronicity!

(Though I must confess
I think about you all the time
So the miracle might be
less big)

©RoseGirl2018

Receiving Your Gifts

I thought I had grown so strong
That nothing could break me
And the stars and the sky, it all was mine
But I realize,
there’s still a part in me that thinks
I am unworthy of love

And then maybe,
it wasn’t what I thought it was
That only you were the one that ran
and hid and couldn’t believe
But perhaps I gave so much love
as I was unable to receive

Can you please help me
to fully open my heart for you
To let all your love for me come in
So I’ll be ready to receive
the full abundance of all of your gifts

©RoseGirl2018

Two Bears

On this cold stormy day
Let’s seek a shelter
Let’s retreat from
the world and the worries
And then
be like two bears
cozy cuddling
in our carefree cave

©RoseGirl2018

If I Could Be Where You Are

If I could be where you are
I would walk by your side
And would tell you my tales of the day
I would write you my poems
And then would read them myself

If I could be where you are
I would cuddle with you,
And would just let our bodies connect
and be touched
And then no words would be needed,
As that language would speak for itself

If I could be where you are
I would look with you at the stars tonight
And then I would not need to wish no more
As I would have you already near
And that’s all I would wish for

If I could be where you are
I wouldn’t be here

©RoseGirl2018