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Lights, Camera, Action
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Lights, Camera, Action |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain 
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Lights, Camera, Action I watched this movie last night about a man and woman fighting for a life one they knew of and one a glimpse of what could be and what if's and I started thinking about how life is so hard to love in we love to death the dreams and we wish to the stars our hopes but when we hit the brick wall of fact that's when my hair gets tangled in the stones and waits till the tears come before it lets go in this movie, about this man and woman were lives torn apart by the glimpse but brought back by the same a bump in their sight a speed trap that said slow down and think feel just remember however when I hold on to my glimpses all I end up with is another headache from that wall to the head and it's not that I can't live without ... because I have been without but... I'm having one of those days, you know the kind that happen after you watch a movie or read a book in which there really was a happy ending and you start thinking.. why ... isn't that me well the truth is, because our life isn't a movie up on the damn silver screen and we didn't have a script handed to us ahead of time to know the outcome of a scene.. but had I known, would I still have played that moment in my life.. when with an open hand, I help out hope and love and ... my heart would I have laid in his arms giving it all, risking, no matter what because in that moment.. I believed In love.. If I had known that wouldn't be enough If I had seen long auburn hair hanging over a woman's face, to hide her eyes ... while she stood in the rain, alone ... and her heart.. in her hand.. barely beating, not sure where it belonged if I saw this woman, throw back her head and release the primal cry from her soul fall to her knees so that the wet red earth could swallow her swallow her pain would I still have stood on the mark listened for the director to shout action and made the move into his arms .... yes ... because dammit I still believe in love and, I still choose Us "Trace my body with your words |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
when I hold on to my glimpses all I end up with is another headache from that wall to the head and it's not that I can't live without ... because I have been without I so understand this poem. Personally, though, I think I would ask for a body double if I had to play the scene again. |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
Very interesting read. Oh the heartache of love. The emotion, the pain. Been there, done that - not in a hurry to go there again. I'd better not say more - look at the time and I've been drinking wine all evening.  I like Duncan's idea about getting the body double. Tracey |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain |
::: a slap to the forehead ::: a body double! why didn't i think of that.. ::smiles:: thank you for the comments, although i always hate it when someone can relate to this type of writing. ((hugs)) as for the wine, tracey.. LOL that's ok.. me too ;-) "Trace my body with your words |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Snow, A love the ramble of love rambling love. Mike |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Snow, I love the ramble of love rambling love. (that's what I meant)Mike [This message has been edited by bsquirrel (09-04-2002 05:44 PM).] |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain |
Mike, i had no idea anyone even read my work here any longer... i'm pleasently surprised by your comment. thank you! Snow |
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