nakdthoughts
Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200
Between the Lines
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posted
2004-10-16
10:12 AM
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MyStory
I practice this release of pain that winds its way throughout pretending reasons other than including those of doubt
But it is the pain that favors me and keeps me wrapped in heat so silently I press my thoughts the choice of not to meet
A treasure chest once full of hope and dreams that floated words those three of past, the "I love you's" are captured but not heard
They lie in rest, page after page in journaled graphic lines for only I can see their feel and feel their means' designs
Letting go because of need and needing letting go is offered as a gift to one because of need to know
There's more to me than what one sees and more than what is told though silently the eyes in plea will never let go hold
Of those three words, those felt for him the one who lives in gray for reasons kept unselfishly this love is tucked away
The pain that rises, spreads its ache in heart, and reaches in pulls apart the best of me and paths me way too thin
Inside there is a soreness that prevents tomorrow's cure the pride of which belies the truth (of loving evermore)
So once again, with pain in tow alone, immune's retreat pondering what can't be shared when loving's incomplete.
M
"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." (Will Moss)
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Wynter Bliss
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Marge Tindal
Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores
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2004-10-16
10:28 AM
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MzBliss~
'There's more to me than what one sees and more than what is told'
A sad poignancy pervades this piece ... but I know that underneath is happy, waiting for a time to be unearthed ... and I pray it comes for you ... sooner than soon~
*Heart-Huglets* ~*Marge*~~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, the spirit rejoices over what it has left. - Sufi epigram <))><
Email noles1@totcon.com
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Huan Yi
Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688
Waukegan
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2004-10-16
10:37 AM
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Question
Know the various abuses of the locution, know all the **** one may have to eat in the afterhaze; yet if you cannot say to another you, “I love you,” how can you ever say anything anymore anywhere in this world?
Anselm Hollo
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babygirlwlove
Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180
New York City
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posted
2004-10-16
10:52 AM
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oh....longing so vividly painted...
beautiful write! **babygirL**
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Susan
Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104
walking the surreal
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posted
2004-10-16
11:28 AM
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SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.
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Earth Angel
Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215
Realms of Light
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posted
2004-10-16
01:55 PM
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You are a jewel waiting to be discovered ~ and lucky be the man who finds you.
Linda
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Mary Parry
Junior Member
since 2004-10-12
Posts 45
Felixstowe, England
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posted
2004-10-16
02:04 PM
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So beautiful.....and so sad.
How could any man walk away from such depth of feeling?
You deserve much happiness, and I pray that one day it will be yours.
Mary
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