Love is the feeling of falling
Into someone else and getting lost
In the collision
Love is the decision to let
Someone else's thoughts cross your finish line
Before your own
Love is the warmth of knowing
The coldness of life only through
The flames of fire.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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