Topic: A Love Story.. In the Beginning.. | |
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She remembers his face
the seriousness in his eyes when she pushed him away but the longing in his mind convinced him to stay he has to have her he already does he knows how it was but can’t live without her love she gives him… every wall she ever built came crashing down and he loves her still as she wanders around all over town looking for what? for whom? she can’t even see her thoughts are not free they’re as confining as jail while she’s locked in her chair wishing on stars that shine on her there enlightening her mind in faded hues of colors so bright he arrives in the night holds her so tight nothing feels more right until she says no she’s got to let go… but he stands in her way he will not be swayed as he stares at her face she’s ripping his heart out and he can’t help but shout “Is this what you want?” as he too gives it a squeeze “NO, DON’T!” she cries “It’s now your heart and mine they truly combine two are now one there’s a song to be sung with a rhythm so sweet without yours in me neither would beat we’re just not complete words, they don’t flow your eyes lose their glow we have to go slow tell me you know this is our time this is our place but for true love’s ballad we can surely wait.” ![]() Copyright© Athena Rose 12/08/12 |
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such anguish, conflict, passion, and turmoil. It makes me feel mixed up.
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Thank you kc, I don't recall seeing you around on the board yet, so I'm pleased to make your acquaintance.. and that you posted on my work..
![]() I'm so sorry Sinner, I didn't mean to cause pain.. the spirit drove me to write this, and at the time it was a happy one.. and yet like you said, conflicted to.. I can see that now through fresh eyes.. it's a gift from God to have friends that can see me more clearly than I can see my self, and to share in my experiences with me is priceless... thank you for your honest feedback.. ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Awe such emotional prison. The emotional hole we are in gets deeper as we dig our way into what seems to be a bottomless pit. Eventually we arrive in a place where our emotions control us, we are in prison! We are firmly planted and sealed in our own unique and personal emotional prison. Lucky the reasoning heart has the key to unlock us from our emotional prison.
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Hello Jeff, I love how you are able to see what is.. and to explain it to me so easily..
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Jeff...
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