An illustrated (copyrighted art by me) poem about love being fickle.
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Love Absolute
Love, absolute,
has no guarantees
that romance will please.
Past mem'ries pain ...
hard letting love flow.
Will love 'take'? Don't know!
Tears, absolute,
ooze down to souls' core;
hearts weighed--frown--ne'er soar.
With faith we gain
a new beginning ...
can win this inning.
Hope, absolute:
divine, e'erlasting,
fantasy casting;
fears--wrenched--stay lain.
Love overflows, thrives,
envelopes insides.
Truth, absolute:
trust, love, a gamble--
makes our heart scramble--
absolutely.
copyright 2005 Sandra S. Corona
The Powell Butte View
Love, a gamble? Yes, frequently a crap shoot. But sometimes
we get lucky. I been lucky lots of times. -- so Sandra, since
you're from Ohio and I lived in Cincinnati for 15 years, and we
both joined the Den about the same time ('93), how come I haven't stopped at your site before, especially since I like he way you
write? -gene.
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
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we get lucky. I been lucky lots of times. -- so Sandra, since
you're from Ohio and I lived in Cincinnati for 15 years, and we
both joined the Den about the same time ('93), how come I haven't stopped at your site before, especially since I like he way you
write? -gene.
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Edwin
Mary