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Not the child, but the man
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Not the child, but the man |
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walker Member Elite
since 2001-02-11
Posts 2240Florida |
I see you, not the man, but the child. With my hands, I touch you eyes, fearful ones, begging for answers. I wish I had them, instead I hold you. I cuddle you in my arms, you cry, I cry. Together, no ecstasy, no passion, just love. I look at you, my maternal instinct hold you. I try to protect you, but can't. I need you, not the child, but the man, to love me and be there for me, always. A quarter of a century must pass, for the writer to understand what and why he writes. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Sometimes all we can do is hold them. Sometimes we can't fix anything, just give them our love. Sometimes that is enough. You've expressed this very well! |
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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
it does hurt when the one you have been looking up to has fallen himself....beautiful write.... |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Walker, Not the child but the man, that's what I want, the partner who will share my trials and joys. Great Write. Kethry Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen. |
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