love. fear.

love, an amazing drug, sets me and wifey in a state of euphoria. the smiles, the giggles, the stares, the kisses, indulgences of a pair of crossed eye lovers. the radiation of it, like a rose bud most rare and beautiful, begins it blossoming. a life is stirred, deep inside of me, alive, beating, breathing... as life is stirred, fear is aroused. a winter bloom, facing the harshest of all elements imaginable, threatens, looms...

entrusted into into my weather palms, seeking shelter and warmth from this harsh and cruel world. so fragile my precious is, so inadequate a bearer that i am, yet she trusts most to shield, to bear, to protect her. i fear, that this rose would wither in my care, that in the midst of the storms, in the midst of the chaos, i might just hold her to tightly, and suffocate her. i fear, as the harsh winds blows, winter winds that sears the bones, i might just let her slip, from my finger tips...

Struggle

the collision of two entities, both withering, struggling within themselves and against each other, each knowing the pain that can be inflicted upon themselves and each other, and yet slave to each other, within each a sort of liberation is found, wanting and yet not wanting, needing and yet not needing..

Annie Lennox - Love Song for the Vampire

Come into these arms again
and lay your body down
The rhythm of this trembling heart
is beating like a druM
It beats for you it bleeds for you
it knows not how it sounds
For it is the drum of drums
it is the song of songs

Once I had the rarest rose
that ever deemed to bloom
Cruel winter chilled the bud
and stole my flower too soon
Oh loneliness Oh hopelessness
to search the ends of time
For there is in all the world
no greater love than mine.

Love o love o .... still falls the rain
Love o love o .... still falls the night
Love o love o .... damned forever

Let me be the only one
to keep you from the cold
Now the floor of heaven is laid
the stars are bright as gold
They shine for you they shine for you
they burn for all to see
Come into these arms again
and set this spirit free

The finality of it all

Where do i stand, where do i go from here? Would i see her at home tonight? If i don't then what do i do?

Work in progress...

its been long, and i am back... template is suckky, need to recall html stuff, will revamp in time to come. hate the fonts, ugly.

Solitude

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone,
For sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air,
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.


Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure.
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all---
There are none to decline your nectar'd wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.


Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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