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Don''t I wish!! LOL
I''ll be away for a few days, the library is updating the computers (AGAIN)...see y''all upon my return. Until then, keep writi... Two souls meant for each other I remember when my Mother-in-Law began to steadily get worse with dementia...her husband of more than sixty years used to think she didn't love him an... "Love is the mystery between two people, not the identity." --John Fowles Love is a gift that our hearts have to be open to receive A family friend is getting married, this coming weekend, and that fact got me to thinking about marriage proposals. This is a fictional account, so pl... Head bone connected to the neck bone, right on down to the most important zone. This XuxaKu is of sensual nature, as is the magnificent photographic art – © by Antoine de Villiers - illustrating it.
“XuxaKu”, pronounced “shoo-sha... A love poem to my wife. She''s from Riga, Latvia and is the most wonderful woman in the world. To my sister Arlene. I am so sorry for the loss of your husband. I''m praying for your strength. She had not returned my call and message from early Easter Sunday evening, so I suspected she was P.O.'d about something? Purposely did not call all w... The sun comes up over the horizon as you lay waiting for my love..., I am here when you awake. Captured Another feeling from a picture I came across by accident on Google...
This may not truly be a ''poem'' but it certainly may be regarded as ''poetic'' - as in - License?
Although written some 2.5 years ago, somehow I fa... Another non-poem, or rather a ''Drinking Song.''
For the life of me, I don''t have a clue as to the real title of this song, so I made one up!
Somet... “Those are great lovers
Who loves without any reason”
-Bhuwan Thapaliya
-----------------------------------------------------------------... Swift as the sparkle of the radiant moon
Awakes my slumbering distressed heart
Whenever you remember me, my love
And embrace me firmly in your thou... "You may not need me but you still read me / I guess that is what I was meant to say" (image is a composition of two excerpts from the “Primavera”, by Florentine Master Sandro Botticelli)
Here, February has been one of lusty rain, of p... |
