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Tag: love
If you’re like me
Then books are a part of your life, reading and writing a necessity of life, and you can’t have enough of either.
I came across this caricature and couldn’t help but share it! It’s so me!

Holiday Tidings
While the weather out is jolly,
The snowy ice is frothy
My laté is warm and fluffy
With a heart made with three bubbly.
I hold its warmth knowing
That I have three babies, loving,
Waiting to shower me with it by hugging,
While my hubby waits his turn, pacing.
So I happily snuggle in my warmest
Clothes, harvesting their love in a jest.
There’s no rest
For those I love best.

Merry Christmas 🎅 and Happy New Year to all!
Longing
Soft lips murmur mostly
Love words that revel in a list
Of muffled sounds that greatly
Impact your softened heart.
Let the soft caresses linger
On the shell of your ear, jaw, cheek,
Chin, and plant a loving kiss per
Lip laying homage and creating a spark.
The electricity or chemistry starts
The love that deepens with decades passing
While building on the flashes
That began the journey to loving.

Happy Thanksgiving
So the turkey isn’t in the oven and won’t be eaten, as I have nome. However, my appreciation for all that I have, senses, arms, legs, family, love, hate, all I’m thankful for, for each teaches you something new.
Always be thankful for what you have, as others most likely might have less.

Prickly Rose
The thorn in the rose rose
To prick and pick the pose
Of the stone staying style
Of bone that bosses boys
From tome to tome to
Cover conversations in cold
Winter storms that hinder the hearer
From accepting and acknowledging
Avarice that alienates avowels
Of loyalty, love, and lies
That embue endless enmity.
https://at.tumblr.com/malakkc-poetry/prickly-rose/qaapzwsv1nat
Thankfulness!
I had a lumpectomy done today. What a wonderful job the nurses and doctors did in their jobs as well as keeping my morale high.
The presence physical and emotional of my family members boosted my morale even more.
I’m hoping I’ll feel better quickly and get back to my blog.
Love, Unashamed
A poem read, by me, from my poetry book, Perfectly Flawed.
It’s about self-doubt and how to kill it to achieve acceptanceand self-love.
https://anchor.fm/malak-kalmoni/episodes/Love–Unashamed-e1lufnt
MASKulinity
A poem read by Malak Kalmoni Chehab from her poetry book, Perfectly Flawed. Enjoy being Perfectly Flawed!
https://anchor.fm/malak-kalmoni/episodes/MASKulinity-e1je3rm
Monster
The monsters of love are envy and an inability to achieve what others can. Monster is a poem read by Malak Kalmoni Chehab, from her poetry book, Perfectly Flawed. Enjoy!