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 - imaginedand/or real - come along with me -we'll danceamong the stars under the sun and over the moon - we'll share our stories of love around the campfire -come along -
poetry from the heart...
POETRY FROM THE HEART - my own words dedicated to all the words left unspoken, the acts left undone - the love unlived unfulfilled -
i dance with you...only in dreams...
WANDER OVER TO MY OTHER CAMPFIRES and LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE SAND...
Jenean, lately your words bring me to tears. Italian.. it constricts and releases the heart all at once. I feel guilty peeking in on this beautiful statement of yours but the simple and profound feeling touches me and makes me want to know *your* story.
oh, dear glynis - i am so touched by your own words - but there is little to tell of "my" story, save for the story already told in the words of this blog - this is "my story" - what you read here - in the most literal sense - each post is a letter to the one who holds captive my heart and whose heart i hold - as we each live separate lives - that is my story -
i thank you more than you can know for your caring words left here - much love - j
mon cher monsieur, vos mots toujours chaud mon cœur - comment cela peut-être, venant d'un homme qui revendique un cœur de glace? mais je vous remercie, peu importe - ;)
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Jenean, lately your words bring me to tears. Italian.. it constricts and releases the heart all at once. I feel guilty peeking in on this beautiful statement of yours but the simple and profound feeling touches me and makes me want to know *your* story.
A hug of gold sent your way beautiful lady ♥
xox &blessings!
mucholovo :)
oh, dear glynis - i am so touched by your own words - but there is little to tell of "my" story, save for the story already told in the words of this blog - this is "my story" - what you read here - in the most literal sense - each post is a letter to the one who holds captive my heart and whose heart i hold - as we each live separate lives - that is my story -
i thank you more than you can know for your caring words left here - much love - j
and dear gemel! golden hugs to you, dear friend!
to you lovelylinda, you always have mucholovo from meo! ;)
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Beautiful photo of you, my dear lady! Hope your Thanksgiving was as wonderful as you are! Cheers!
oh, there you are, louisianalady! so glad to see you - and i hope your holiday was just cajun-fabulous! thanks so much for your kind kind words! ;)
Et mon coeur non plus n'oubliera jamais
Si froid soit-il
Et bien qu'il parle une autre langue
Il comprend cette langue d'amour
And BTW, I love this photo of you.
mon cher monsieur, vos mots toujours chaud mon cœur - comment cela peut-être, venant d'un homme qui revendique un cœur de glace? mais je vous remercie, peu importe -
;)
thanks so much trish - we'll use it for my headshot in your upcoming movie! ;)
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