18 Sunday Nov 2012
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becoming, bliss, connection, destiny, grace, love, memory, nature, passion, reason, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding
seek me to gardens
as memory gathers round
blossom bled from seed
wear me to dances
forbidden this destiny
one another waits
sworn unto secret
as heavens forgotten now
graces I am still
petals yearn for bloom
one to know each surrender
loves me loves me not
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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“……. loves me loves me not”
But there’s one petal left on the flower…
xo
Paul
….and anyone foolish enough to take the number of petals as proof of love……..well, at least be wise enough to count first and know which to start with…….. 🙂 Thank you, dear Paul. ~ Love, Me
….always count first, then if it doesn’t look good, get another flower. Never trust things important to Lady Luck. She can be capricious at times.
xo
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….enough to grow on…….. 😉 Thank you, Seb. ~ Love, Bobbie
The tender receipt of love into ones life, still questions appear and can only be dispelled by the pure actions of a loyal, noble and pure heart full of deep longing for the apple of their eye! So beautifully written Bobbie!