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 -
6 comments:
Sometimes.. being held prisoner in this way.. feels completely delicious. xo
Some paths are so worth taking together. so letting them go feels so good
hugs lady love!
xo
feels and IS completely delicious, isn't it, glynis!! ~ sigh ~
;)
so good and so true, lady dulce!!! you know it! wonderful to have you come by, dear dulce!!! hugs -
Eyes wide open, I gaze at you... then the danger disappears and I go back to my woman. Prisoner of eternal love.
It doesn't make sense, but why should it? Love is like life after all: being lucky...
and i, sir, eyes wide open, meet your gaze - but from the land of sun and light, far from the cold northern shores -
;)
oh, and i think luck has nothing at all to do with love or life, both of which are of our own choosing, our own making, to me, that is! ;)
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