I took this on my run the other day. Aren’t they cute?
You’re the one did not exist,
the one I’d never known.
The one of whom the stories list,
but life had never shown.
You came to me, I didn’t see
you ‘pproach or standing there.
I was turned toward history —
destruction and despair.
You didn’t wait for me to turn
around to say “Hello.”
Instead you swept me off my feet
and laughed, “Where shall we go?”
But still I thought of history —
was scared deep down inside.
I saw the way you looked at me,
but eyes before have lied.
But you were patient, soft, and kind;
assured me, “This is real.”
With gentle touch you did unwind
a heart I thought was steel.
And now we’re walking hand in hand
and love is sweeter still,
than storybooks, which do not stand
a chance ‘gainst what is real —
For storybooks, they have an end,
but we’ll go on and on.
There are things you cannot rend,
not even when they’re gone.
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Empty streets, and she awake,
the one who walks alone.
She will not the world forsake,
and she’ll do it on her own.
There’s a love, it is an ache —
it’s all she’s ever known.
While her love the world did take,
to her, it’s never shown.
Not to say the world’s a rake,
or one she would disown.
But the moonlight makes her quake —
it’s here her heart is flown. Continue reading
I’ve often been told I’m a “sympathetic soul.” I’ve never given it much thought, but in recent months I’ve realized: It’s true. I love you and you and you and you and . . . Why? How can I love you? I’ve never even met you.
Because I’m human, too.
I don’t care what you look like or where you live or who you believe in or what you wear. I don’t care if you’re male or female, rich or poor, French or Peruvian, educated or uneducated . . . I don’t care if you like horses or if you like to eat horses . . . I don’t care if you love travel or if you’ve never traveled . . . Continue reading
Valentine’s Day post.
There. Are you happy now?
(Is it just me, or is Valentine’s Day the antithesis of romance? Especially if you’re in a relationship.)