Lines to live by....

 
Reflections of my life
 

 
 
A veil of tears
 
Affairs of the heart


 
My journey I
 
My journey II
 







             
The other side of me.......
The Truth  
Each truth is just a scrim across the darkness.
   We cannot see what most we'd like to know.
   We drive among sheer cliffs in pale moonlight
   Unsure of where we are or where to go.
Truth   is rarely an expression of love:
   Honesty most often precedes pain.
   In hope there is the fragrance of illusion;
   Romance requires the charm of light confusion;
   The best lovers are criminally insane.
   Yet lies, eventually, will suck out passion.
The dark side of the moon.
Steal a star for me
For what I am
One   must be truthful if one hopes to love:
   Not cruelly, but enough to ease delusion.
   Each love must be broken, then built back again.
It hurts to love
A broken dream
Love hurts
The Choices
Never say goodbye
The truth
(Nicholas Gordon)
I Suffer More
What about love
. .
Eclipse
Change
Losing yet again....
Love in my life is like sand,
I give it care and attention,
Then a strong gust of wind
    sifts it through my hands,
I lose yet again

"If i am not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that i am...."
 
    "You dont love a women because she is beutiful,
     but she is beutiful bcause you love her."
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