Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Simple Things
I like simple things, like picking a daisy reciting a dirge while plucking petals and thinking what he is and is not! I like complicated things, romance being one; how lovers burn the candle at both ends 'til it meets in the middle and romance is no more, leaving them wondering why it has happened...
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Bereft
I looked at love today — and discovered it was occupying itself in the locket of desire, suspended from the chain of resignation. Languishing in the fear of rejection, the redemption would come from an augur of renewal. I looked at love today — I found it earnest, intimate and so very compassionate.
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