When Poets Love
Through the toils of their own humanity they write poems with their tears, and often surrender their hearts to the fires that burn within them.
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A Story of their Own
…for they realize that despite all of the stories they’ve once written that this is a story of their own.
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To the Heart that is the One
I was reborn to a purpose realized whenever I hold her near.
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She Leads Him Home
To the kindred One, indeed. May you know the loving fierceness of the man that you have cherished, and the truth of words we create together on our journey.
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A Lover’s Dilemma
I live for those moments. I long for each in what seems like eternal gaps between them. It is a lover’s dilemma, this man’s silent suffering.
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Morning Meditation 9/26/18
I understand that people do not get me. I understand they are not under any obligation to get me. We are simply obligated to get ourselves, and to live the life we choose to live […]
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A Flower (A Morning Meditation)
We swear our oaths based on moments sure to pass, owing one moment to the promise of another, linking things best left unlinked and grounding Angels to an earthly stone.
