Moonlight

Hold me close
My arms around you
Your hands in my hair
The room may tilt
But let’s stay here
Eyes lead to touching
Touching leads to dance
Moonlight shimmers
For a night of romance

Lauren Scott © 2015

Friends

Those were the days of laughter beneath the sun
Conversations that always seemed undone
Continuations when timing was right
Long deep confessions into the night

Those were the days of enduring inseparability
The future was ours with a wealth of possibility
Of stories told and falling tears and necessary trust
Now in our hands lie only remnants of dust

Lauren Scott © 2015

Love Connection ~ Five Photos/Five Stories 1

frig

I would like to thank Jean at https://socialbridge.wordpress.com/ for tagging me in this challenge.

Have you ever wondered how you’d meet your soul mate? In sixth grade I actually believed that I’d be a wife and a mom with two children at the age of twenty-four.  I had it all planned out. However, I didn’t meet my husband until I was twenty-six and my second child wasn’t born until I was thirty-four so clearly my plan was overdue!

We met while working for the same company. During that time I decided to move and I needed to sell my refrigerator. I placed an ad in the break room and later that night he called me to buy it.  I suggested he look at it first so he came over to my apartment the next night, checked it out and bought it! The plan was for him to pick it up the following Saturday.

On Saturday he drove to my place using a friend’s truck, loaded the frig and we chatted for a bit before he left. Through our conversation I discovered the apartment complex I was moving to was only ten minutes away from where he lived.  It was almost too perfect…

After the frig was all bought and sold, the next weekend he called me while visiting his family for Thanksgiving  and as a nice gesture he sent me flowers. Upon his return home he asked me out and I didn’t have to think about it! I felt something I had never felt before, obviously something was happening! The rest is history! We dated for six months, he popped the question and we were married six months later.

I don’t have a photo of that magical frig and we later sold it but after almost twenty-seven years of marriage, that appliance brought us together. Funny how things happen. This is one example of how accidental meetings sometimes work out better than looking for love “in all the wrong places.” And that, my friends, is a brief summary of how a simple appliance can become a “love connection!” 🙂

(Photo: Google images)

Here are the rules for the “Five Photos Five Stories” challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.

My first nomination for the challenge is Irene over at http://positiveboomer.net/. 

 

Fulfillment

Believing in our union is a strong belief in love
Its power, emotions and all its glory permeate us
Communication and compromise are love’s glue
among the beautiful melody of three words, “I love you”

Love weaves its way through dreams of us together
Eyes say all without words and all needed to be heard
The promise in their colors show love in the heart and
the excitement of love flickering as it did from the start

If you believe in love’s passion then whisper your desire
let me show you all my love can give and let us stoke the fire

 

Lauren Scott © 2015

Duet

Our dance
continues
beneath
the sheets

where our
movements

stay in sync

taking turns
as conductor,
we never
miss
a beat

this melody
we composed
has us only
wanting more

leading to
a beautiful
crescendo,

absolutely
loving

the score

LScott © 2015

Daydreamer

Does the summer breeze
carry thoughts of me to you?
Do your dreams paint pictures of us?
I wish to be the place you go
at the end of your day
I don’t want to be a fraction
in your life equation
I long to be your sole distraction

Lauren Scott © 2015

KC

While sitting in this memory
my eyes begin to water

as my mind wanders through
the road together we traveled

but as tears fall, their love washes
over all that was unraveled

leaving a smile on my face
knowing his love and humor

will always leave a trace
for this moment and into my future

While sitting in this memory
I hold deeply in my heart

what once was of the man
whose presence I miss

Lauren Scott © 2015
(written for a friend)