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Speak with your face turned away,
words that I long for you to say.
I believe them even if they may
keep my logic in constant sway
Holding my aching mind at bay
go ahead my love, lie anyway.
First Written in Opinions of Eye(more)
It is a conundrum that few can figure out. People look at my smiling face , their eyebrows shoot up, their mouths drop open and they sputter,
Your happy but you have 9 kids !!
There are all sorts of components to my life, my soul and joyful spirit but one aspect to my happiness is one that most people have never considered. Large families are hilarious. and their homes even more so.
First picture a large, 1886, quaint house with all sorts of quirks. A window became a doorway to a hundred year old addition. It must have been some one with an odd sense of humour who cut... (more)
you feel sorry
cut the cocoon
from his prison,
I will never be without them, they follow me everywhere, when I feel they have finally gone, with vengeance they find me again. Forcing themselves on me, insisting I acknowledge them. I can scarce resist their efforts, so enduring and persistent they have become. I give them place, being preeminent in my existence, being associated always with me, my companions, never to leave. I entertain them now, with some resistance. I allow them to have their way with me, to work me into submission. As I give way to them, I stand back, in my mind wondering, perhaps this the way I must go, to walk with... (more)
Driving her to the club once again, so tired from working all day and watching her all night. We parted with our usual exchange of kisses and hugs. I drove away, looking back at my Angel, her innocent looks were slowly changing, leaving a traces of fear and emptiness. My Angel, I want to take you away from all this. Gathering myself, like I always did when I had to leave her, I drove away slowly. The day I drove away faster than I came to her would be the end. Halfway home, my phone is ringing...its Angel, “Baby, don't come back, I’m staying here.” “What!” I screamed into the phone,... (more)
A razor drawn, through the colors of my life
Red trails follow, enough to spite.
Angles deep and narrow channel
Direct the flow, excite the annals.
Now I’m left with the tint of life
Spreading quickly toward a light.
I yield again to the cutting's peace
Nothing left not even speech.
First written in: opinionsofeye.com(more)
You have an energy in you. You feel it building, through the hours, through the days, and through the years. Perhaps from success, perhaps from suffering, no matter how, it builds. It longs to be let out, to be used. You feel the need to do something. Celebrate, cut loose, anything! You feel the need to do, do, do something. Now, slow down for a second. You can use this energy for something. Wait before you spend it. Acknowledge it. Then use it to create something...words, music, art, or an idea. Anything to bring life. The energy is there. You will do one of two things, destroy or... (more)
“Love does not last forever, then?" "He asked me the same thing this morning," she said. "No, it does not - not love that has been betrayed. One realizes that one has loved a mirage, someone who never really existed. Not that love dies immediately or soon, even then. But it does die and cannot be revived.” ~ Mary Balogh, Simply Perfect
I am surprised at myself. Being a spiritually enlightened man, well acquainted with my own faults, and well exercised at forgiving a mountain of offenses against me, have found myself at an insurmountable barrier. I have bitterness at a betrayal, no not... (more)
I gave you my desire, I gave you my fire, I gave you my touch I loved you so much I gave you my labor I gave you my anchor I gave you my shield I loved you to yield I gave you my years I gave you my tears I gave you understanding I loved you unending I gave you my nights I gave you my rights I gave you my soul I loved you to be whole I gave, you took I gave, you turned I gave, you went I gave, I miss me....
First written in: http://www.opinionsofeye.com/2011/01/i-miss-me.html(more)
I met an amazing person about 5 years ago. I cannot believe how lucky that I have been, but since last November we fell in love with each other. Since then we have had a truly wonderful time, I have never known such a person as her, she is sooo different from anyone that I have ever known and I am sure that I will never meet another person like her, nor do I want to. The issue: she is married. I can see why she was subconsciously looking for a new love, as he isn't a good person for her. I can also see how much she has changed in the past 9 months, she is much... (more)
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