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Melancholia
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Melancholia |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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The ego is a wilderness- I’ve no doubt this is true. And fleeting through the forest scrub… I catch a glimpse of you. It seems you’re always- Out of reach… a bit beyond my grasp, The love and sorrow, bittersweet- Like venom from an asp. You know I love you, always will- Still, dear, we both must pine- While in my heart, I’m always yours- And you are always mine. I’ll live and long, while I draw breath- To have you by my side- Perhaps when we lie still in death- At last, you’ll be my bride. [This message has been edited by Gunslinger (11-02-2013 08:10 PM).] |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
I can feel your heart ache and yearning in this poem. Nicely done! Kat >^..^< |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
A painful situation, that is real for far too many I fear. A very touching rendering of Melancholia. Margherita |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Not sure why this was removed, but I've always loved your work. Would love to see this if you wouldn't mind emailing me. Michael |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I understand this, only too well, John. Beautifully written. Owl |
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