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When Once......
Contributed by
navydocny
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Saturday, 4th April 2009 @ 12:05:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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When once during our wondrous what was
Whispers and chortle, kisses and delight
Diversions dripping with time as all to pause
When warmth of love and our was not smite
When once all was, you did believe in me
As I did in you and as we did in we
So far and so much yet is left to see
Yet held back by time bound distant decree
When is too late, too much, not enough?
Can all that was be worth such thought?
Love falls away as does the mortis slough
Left are the bones, adoration’s begot
All things must die, too soon as will this too
Too easy to save, love’s salvage is you
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Re: When Once......
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 19th April 2009 @ 09:46:06 AM AEST
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Steve, this is impossibly deep. There is meaning, but mystery too. There
are answers, but the questions are cloudy. I feel a sadness in this that is
painful to bear. I love the last two lines. They are filled with a melancholy but
also with a comfort; a comfort that perhaps is caused by the melancholy,
if that makes sense.
Anyway, good to be reading you again. Wonderful post.
~ Breezy
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Re: When Once......
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by Loende on
Sunday, 19th April 2009 @ 07:31:49 PM AEST
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Wow, Steve....I completely understand your yearning and the questions and all of the pressure it builds inside. I think that such devotion is very telling of what kind of man you are, so I applaud you for remaining constant and true. This tugged at my heart strings, for many reasons, but mostly because I really get it. Fantastic job with it.
IS it all worth it...?
You know it is.
Be well,
~dawn |
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