Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Hate
If I hate you then I hate a part of life, my life. And if I love you then...... All of heaven breaks loose, the heaven of the most righteous part of me. The heaven of life's love... Our love: Love seems to be the connection between the soul and the creator, the bright and the dark side of me (us). And I don't want to live in a place that doesn't exist, although a place that exists can be surprisingly pleasing and interesting, with you who are my dream. And you don't know who you are and I ask myself should she really be the one? And I tell myself she is who she is and she there in my picture, and I like to gaze upon my picture in her aspect. And when I look at her and find that I want to look at her, I need to know the place that I have for her, that is suitable and appropriate for as regards her, remembering that there is love in friendship and that it needn't be romanticised or sexualised.
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love it! it was very very good.......
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