love, what a beautiful word, what a beautiful thought
what a feeling, and oh, what a tragedy
i am what's been left and lost
just imagine me flowing thru all of your veins
just imagine the comfort, the sound of the most gentle rain
what you never will know is how far it would go
see i know and what never will happen does tear at me so
i am wrapped in my tears, i am glass shattered, sheers
i am knives thru the wrist, i am all that you fear
what you hoped you would never become
someone broken and broken again, up above
dropped below in the name of what's love
what is love, love is fucked
love is me, love is hopeless and love's not enough
© 2004
... not all women have lost hope on men ... but i have to let you in a little secret ... love is enough ... when it is true love ... unconditional love ... Agape (as a friend would put it) ... when you have that as your connection, there is no need for anything else ... i have a poem to show that:
Two Drops
No time to grieve for roses, when the forests are burning - Slowacki
The forests were on fire -
they however
wreathed their necks with their hands
like bouquets of roses
People ran to the shelters -
he said his wife had hair
in whose depths one could hide
Covered by one blanket
they whispered shameless words
the litany of those who love
When it got very bad
they leapt into each other's eyes
and shut them firmly
So firmly they did not feel the flames
when they came up to the eyelashes
To the end they were brave
To the end they were faithful
To the end they were similar
like two drops
stuck at the edge of a face
~ Zbigniew Herbert
Posted 6/3/2004 2:10 PM by gods_baby_angel
you have a unique style and I like it!

Guys can seriously hurt people too...I know.

Posted 6/4/2004 6:35 PM by AcrosstheSky
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