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Love

Thank you gurl, I appreciate it immensely.....will share one with ya later. Don't have time to cut and paste - gotta take the kiddies to dance class....do it later tonite.
 
This poem, "Love Is Not All", by Edna St. Vincent Millay.... it is wonderful.

Love is not all; it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain,
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink,
And rise and sink, and rise and sink again;
Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want, past resolution's power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well may be. I do not think I would.


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You know B Fold, by the way? Big huge muscle man, right? His heart is the muscle that is really astounding. Everything else about him is downright puny next to it. I look at him and can't even see those other muscles.

He's an amazing person. Any girl would be so unthinkably lucky to have him in her life.
 
buksoon: gulp....what do I say? I promise you this...I am not that great. There are two people on this board that know me personally...and they would probalby disagree with you. I'm not great, I am just honest. I guess I just sound like a little kid on the phone huh? I guess that one could look at the big tough guy in my pics...but when they hear my soft little voice and see me when I am very intimidated by a woman...opinions change.

Lucky? I don't know. But you do not know how much I appreciate all of your words. I begin to think that I am one of the few that actually know you. You are a real sweetie...very sweet. I hope that you, above all, find that love in your life as well as inside of your heart. I pray that you find personal and loving satisfaction that is whole and true. I pray.

B True
 
love is both pleasurable and paonful i loved someone more then i thought was ever possible for 3yrs then it was over so i hurt more then i ever thought possible if love doesn't work it a double edged sword
 
For Luv2...

Here is the poem I was talking about earlier. When it was first sent to me several months back, though I appreciated it...I didn't understand it. I was going through my old emails and quite accidentally happened across this one. After re-reading it, it has become crystal clear..... I now understand because I am living it.

What is love? I don't know....I honestly do not have a clue anymore. Will it elude me for the rest of my adult life. I am not sure, but I guess that perhaps I should begin to accept that I may never experience it again.

It's ok. I have beautiful children who love me very much. The rest, well the rest I'll figure it out somehow. I am not the first and I am sure that I will not be the last.

I never used to mind pain when I was younger... I felt that it was well worth the price. Now I just don't know. It seems the pain sometimes overwhelms me and I just don't want to feel it anymore.

Anyway, here it is:

Once upon a time,
A sleepy star fell for me,
Leading me away,
From the mounting pile of rejection.
Creating a lucid picture,
For my fingers to trace.
Seeking the impossible out-come,
To a never ending situation.
My unconditional spirit,
Still wanders the path,
Searching....
Complex wounds manifest,
As a source of strength.
Unrelenting desires still beckon,
Causing damnable scars.
There is no joke in my eyes,
Yet, everyone laughs at the tears.
Once upon a time,
I sought that which is true.
Now I struggle to stay conscience,
And grow stronger from it.....

Ranger


Thank you, Ranger.
 
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