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It is, Sinome, my dear princess, simply a fantastic outpouring of a heart most sensitive, and I truly enjoyed the ocean kissed poem with its scent of the sands. Thanks a million also for the high praise about my write. It warmed my
xoxoxo:-)
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on March 24, 2009 at 8:57 PM
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Sinome......I love just because I love nbomt....
posted by
Star5_
on March 24, 2009 at 8:42 PM
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There is a kind of love without the bodily drama...and it lasts within regardless of bodies coming or going. It grants the feeling of completeness and it exudes from within!That other love is programmed by the system, works with emotional triggers and leaves you weak and dependent. That is dark side love!
posted by
Soul_Builder101
on March 24, 2009 at 7:50 PM
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I truly thought that real love was not for me; then I met Wiley Sigh.
posted by
Kabu
on March 24, 2009 at 6:21 PM
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Describing how love feels is definitely impossible.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on March 24, 2009 at 3:32 PM
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says it all ...
"We love simply because we do,
no reasons needed ..."
Simone
posted by
BC-A
on March 24, 2009 at 2:34 PM
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Sinome
only who loves know and so well i know .felt your words so deep so true filled by that first feeling of that love
posted by
drohan254
on March 24, 2009 at 2:06 PM
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sinome
A wonderful feeling!!
posted by
TIMMYTALES
on March 24, 2009 at 1:31 PM
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True indeed - we have no control over falling in love.
posted by
Rockingrector_retd
on March 24, 2009 at 1:02 PM
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"As the wind that blows and does not know that its blowing
but yet it blows and it is the wind," Wonderful words my dear!
Your images abound with the subject, marvellous!
posted by
merkie
on March 24, 2009 at 9:12 AM
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...and, it does not go away no matter what. As Shakespeare said,
"
Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds,
or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
that looks on tempests and is never shaken!"
Beautiful poem, Sinome
posted by
TAPS.
on March 24, 2009 at 9:00 AM
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This is very profound and beautiful; truly, experiences like love cannot be explained---they have to be felt to be understood. God bless. Nita.
posted by
Nita09
on March 24, 2009 at 8:53 AM
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love is indeed a strange emotion, up and down like a seesaw
posted by
Lanetay
on March 24, 2009 at 8:16 AM
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"We love simply because we do." Right on! Liz and I don't remember the
exact moment(s) we fell in love, but whenever it was, we just knew in our hearts we did...
lots of great imagery here, Sinome.......
posted by
Rumor
on March 24, 2009 at 7:51 AM
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Beautifully put
Some things can be labelled and refered t, but to know what the word is you have to experience it
posted by
lionreign
on March 24, 2009 at 7:27 AM
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I love ........
posted by
Star5_
on March 24, 2009 at 7:19 AM
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Sinome this strikes home with a bang!
I so totally relate to this poem my friend; My best friend has never ever been in love and is always giving me advice on this subject; although I respond politely and am grateful it is never right for me but I just can't hurt her feelings and tell it like it is; suffice for me that I know! Beautiful piece as always; many blessings and thanks
posted by
mariaki
on March 24, 2009 at 5:17 AM
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