Yearning for renewalwe wrestle dragons –unsuspected passages,like time machinesscattering ticket stubs We distractseek nourishmentpercolate meaning Nostalgic nuancessuccumb tojagged memories –Cubism in motion. (Art mine)
Oh that Spring gale,she’s such a storyteller –awakens the landfiddles with expectations –Welcome post-Winter trickster. (Image my own)
Gathered up all the loveI’d previously rejectedpulled it to melike a well-worn cloakImagined the comfortsuch a vibration would bringoblivion amounting to bliss But love –my interpretation of it –does not nullify painAnd I writhed in its intensitypain physically ingrainedburdened by memories How can this be? I criedIn darkness I turned to loveprojected nirvanauncovered such an […]
hahah – this is so fun
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Isn’t it! Couldn’t resist.
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😊☀️
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LOL! 😀 😀 😀
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Very cute!!!
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Lol.
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Very cheerful, perks one up!
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It does. I love that people have such a sense of humour.
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Love it
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HA HA – got it!
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love in
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edit love it.
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So cute….
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Hilarious
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