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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Trusted Friends



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  • She walks with me, she sleeps with me
  • she is my trusted friend
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  • we connect with the elements
  • to the trees, the wind, the clouds
  • nature's own...
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  • she does not detect nature's warnings
  • warnings of a heart gone astray
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  • let this poem end early
  • before
  • the heart astray

The poem will not end
the heart has more to say
to lose a beloved friend
for a year or two
is only cherished
when that friend returns

Just the simplicity of a "good morning sunshine"
makes me aware
of a love so strong
the connection
of divine love
still exists

Difficult to find
love on the same level
energy surging on the same vibrations
Once found
ever remaining

To this day
I am forever grateful
to more than words
can ever say
Friendship

my heart anchors for more
One day....
his heart
the "one"
not mentioned
will mesh with mine






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