unfulfilled love - unrequited love - love relinquished - life unlived...
we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - we'll share our stories of love around the campfire - come along -
4 comments:
the image lovely, the words, spectacular!
so often I find myself wondering where you've been before we met...your life must have been and perhaps still is, full to bursting~ that some of your poetry speaks so passionately of a life unspoken for ... I do hope it is not.
♥
poetry!
and here i was thinking
i could not stand
another winter.
"well, maybe just one more!"
dearest linda - i know - me, too - where were we BOTH? i think of it often as i feel such a bond with you - i had missed you but didn't know how much till we found each other again! :)
oh, chuck! you truly are the best and dearest! always knowing exactly what to say and when! heaven-sent!
and i'm not a winter person myself but better able to appreciate the beauty of the cold with friends such as you who always add such warmth of spirit!
thank you!
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