Tag: love
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October 04, 2006 11:53 AM EDT --
What if we met at a different time and different place? Would our lives still take us on separate but intersecting paths or would we find each other and be together?
What if money didn't . . . more
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August 31, 2006 01:40 PM EDT --
The legend of my father started long before I was born. He died when I was six years old, and even now, 14 years later, his notes remain embedded in the memories and hearts of the musicians and fans he . . . more
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July 06, 2006 01:17 PM EDT --
My heart is aching
There's so much I want to say
But there's really nothing to say
Because it won't change anything
And at the end of the day
I'm feeling empty and frustrated . . . more
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October 05, 2006 06:30 PM EDT --
Hands caressing my hair
Lips gently pressed against mine
Your scent my aphrodisiac
Body like Adonis
To the eyes of Aphrodite
Imperfections never more perfect
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May 25, 2006 01:37 PM EDT --
The Package
As I was talking on the phone one day to my daughter Mandi, she asked me if I would be home the following Saturday (the day before Mothers day). I said of course, but why? She told . . . more
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June 02, 2006 05:33 PM EDT --
"Let's order Mexican"
I so wanted to eat Italian.
"The movie was really something."
No the plot was stilted, the action patchy.
"Lets go bowling now." . . . more
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July 13, 2006 06:46 AM EDT --
I know from his voice on the telephone that something is amiss in his world. You can't live with someone for almost thirty years and not recognize strain, and worry, and false heartiness when you listen . . . more
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July 25, 2006 09:53 PM EDT --
We are sitting on the deck of the house Dad built, most of it with his own hands. I remember "helping" to clear the land when I was about eight years old. It was a summer house until we moved . . . more
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August 01, 2006 06:52 PM EDT --
a single rose
i am
thorns
with beauty
I have
a single rose
i am
love
unconditional
you do
i am
a single rose
with thorns
a rose
you love
unconditionally.
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July 14, 2006 07:01 PM EDT --
And I realized
I had kissed the phone
More often
Than I had kissed you.
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July 01, 2006 04:58 PM EDT --
"No Muse-poet grows conscious of the Muse except by experience of a woman in whom the Goddess is to some degree resident; just as no Apollonian poet can perform his proper function unless he lives . . . more
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November 04, 2006 07:32 PM EST --
Nurture fragile minds,
For one sharp, unthinking word
Stings for a lifetime.
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February 18, 2008 01:44 AM EST --
Her fur still soft under my hands, betrays us
Once supple muscles now feel rigid and sore
As she struggles to rise; to please me
She falls now, her wise eyes never leaving mine
She . . . more
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June 23, 2006 05:20 AM EDT --
3 a.m.
I can hear you sleep
From all the way downstairs.
On cool granite
I slice thickly three
Of the stoutest
Tomato-reddest tomatoes
My garden has ever seen fit to deliver,
With their earth-musky . . . more
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September 25, 2006 03:46 PM EDT --
The history of cold feet, and much, much more…as written by the bride-to-be.
Before weddings, it's not at all unusual for couples to experience doubts about marriage (which means husbands-to-be . . . more
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June 01, 2006 08:06 PM EDT --
"I NEED to talk to you now" and she listened. It was nearer 3 am than 2, her time, but she listened. To a vague, "I am not feeling very OK, but am fine" repeated and re-repeated.
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March 03, 2007 12:38 AM EST --
Our daughter is now 18 and had dated the same boy for 2 years. About 6 months ago they broke up and she is now getting back into dating. This evening she informed her father and I that she was going to . . . more
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November 08, 2006 06:34 PM EST --
An insistent smile
Tugs the corners of my mouth
When you are near me.
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November 19, 2006 05:37 PM EST --
I climbed the stairs to his apartment and opened the door. He was laying on the couch, clicker in hand, watching TV. I bent down to give him a hug and kiss hello and sat on the little . . . more
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August 28, 2006 03:37 PM EDT --
It must have been about 10 years ago. I have a hard time keeping up with time. My wife called for me to come and look out the door. Near the road, about 100 feet from the house was a beautiful, kind of . . . more
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