First Two Poems Published in Canada's Ascent Aspirations Magazine, also a popular magazine in California and across The United States.

*All Poems by Madelaine Standing. All rights reserved. 2011.*

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Stay, Love.

It's an illusion,
It's a new way,
It's the dawn,
It's the dusk.
It's freed energy flowing through my body.
It's the love liberation showcasing all my flaws, beauty marks, and skin.
It's you,
It's me.
Its ordinary, it's bizarre,
All in one.
It's me wanting to be with my Momma, head on her shoulder,
It me loving unlimited in each moment.
It's all around us.
It's itchy,
It's cool,
It's bottoms up, heads down.
It's climbing the stairs,
It's calling the police,
It's gone for now,
It's here.
It's a memory those left behind.
It's between my lashes,
It's the remnants of your tomorrow.
It's dust, 
Snow,
Love, and feet standing wide,
determined to flush out any weaknesses 
between them and another.
It's a cat's last goodbye.
It's an affair long awaited.
It's dewdrops,
Penny wars,
milkshake madness,
it's you,
it's me,
it's the sky,
the rain,
the ethers.
It's an absence I'll never forget.

By Madelaine Standing. Written 2008.

Stay.
Just Stay.
In my heart and all around me.
I sit, in Love.
I stew, in Love.
I twirl, in Love.
I lye in a bed of Love.
Forget about 'Falling in Love.'
I am already inside of Love..
I see, Love.
I am being, sweet Love.
I beat Love's drum.
I toot her horn.
I wear her antlers around on top of my head.
'Fall in Love?'
Love is between my legs.
Love runs through my body.
It streams through.
Caresses along.
Sings above.
Touches.
And most importantly,
Love, loves.
Love, that undeniable, lovable verb.
But, It's still so easy.
Because we are already, Love.
Love sees.
Love breeds.
Love smells deliciously.
Be a blossom.
Love that blossom.
I take it to my hungry nose.
Let it lift and sift through the air.
I allow it to fall on my tongue.
To moisten my lips.
Love sees all.
Love opens to hear all.
Love is worn on the middle of my chest.
I heart love!
Fall away all else.
All I want to know is Love's name.
Who's Falling, did you say?
Love stays with me,
no matter what,
rising within.
All else, falls away.

By Madelaine Standing. Written 2009.

"Love, it's a strong word, evoking much passion.
I sometimes feel the phrase "Falling in Love," 
is disempowering.
Who made that up?
I know, you're thinking "It's just a phrase!"
But, in a world where words are just thrown around,
We can increase the beauty of our heartfelt words,
by meaning what we say, and saying what we mean.
I am taking "Falling in Love," out of my vocabulary.
I am Rising in Love. Rising 'With' Love. Rising 'To' Love.

May all else fall away in each one of our precious lives."

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