I love so many people here. You are all just great. I wish you could all be my next door neighbors.[Not quite anonymous, but what the heck.
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I love so many people here. You are all just great. I wish you could all be my next door neighbors.[Not quite anonymous, but what the heck.
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LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
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YOU make me think so much, it's a pleasure.
You're intimidating in a very fascinating way.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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hopefully. It might just be my overly cautious and suspicious, over-analytical mind. I've gone through this type of thing so many times with so many people, the whole "oh my gosh I just signed in and they're online but a minute later they're gone... third time in a row... are they avoiding me?! And why?!" thing. Half the time it's just the timing. But I still worry.
I find your closed-mindedness extremely irritating. But perhaps that makes me just the same as you. ?
"All gods are homemade, and it is we who pull their strings, and so, give them the power to pull ours." -Aldous Huxley
"Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires." -William Blake
you have totally forgotten me. too bad. not for me, for you. jerk! sorry, i must take this back. but guess what, i won't!i am sick of your indifference! i hope you have a good excuse!
love is like a flower; it needs warmth and light as well as some space and care in order to grow. if you take care of it it grows and blossoms and you can taste its scent and touch its velvet surface and look at its bright colours. if you don't, it dies. and of course a flower has no meaning either if you don't give it to someone or have it growing next to another one. flowers are delicate. and so is love.
You disappoint me.
Then she would run until morning to ease the ache; swifter than rain, swift as loss, racing to catch up with the time when she had known nothing at all but the sweetness of being herself.
-- Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn
YOU are without doubt, a most extrodinary aquaintance. Tremble in your boots you say? Well I sure am trembling in mine.
thank YOU
love is like a flower; it needs warmth and light as well as some space and care in order to grow. if you take care of it it grows and blossoms and you can taste its scent and touch its velvet surface and look at its bright colours. if you don't, it dies. and of course a flower has no meaning either if you don't give it to someone or have it growing next to another one. flowers are delicate. and so is love.
Where are you?
If you say so.
Love doesn't make the world go round,
love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
you are sooooooooo funny!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
love is like a flower; it needs warmth and light as well as some space and care in order to grow. if you take care of it it grows and blossoms and you can taste its scent and touch its velvet surface and look at its bright colours. if you don't, it dies. and of course a flower has no meaning either if you don't give it to someone or have it growing next to another one. flowers are delicate. and so is love.
I want you to leave me alone.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules