In the living of our love we have stumbled in its dark cataloged and classified each careless, cruel remark and let the whims of others block the Passion, we did share covering the budding bloom of Love's Emotions there in the living of our love we placed our standards high and felt betrayed, when we exposed our frail - too human - side as if the letting go of "self" would be the Coup de Gras and we would slip away as if we'd never lived at all in the living of our love I've lived, as naught before and loved, as neither God nor Man has yet, to ever explore I've opened passages within which decades had but sealed and spent my heart's desire the depths, my Soul's revealed! In the living of our love I've given all to you holding nothing back but shame for what I've had to do Yet, even that can not resend the fire burning softly here Desire, yearning softly here for you, within my heart, again C 1996 Thomas Lee Rhymes - written 12/15/96
Reason for writing:
Relationships die - sometimes they die hard. Love, regardless of its Passion, has to be lived. If one partner can not do this, the relationship is doomed.
If one is not willing to give up part of themselves for the relationship, then, it is not worth it. It is unfortunate, for me, that I met someone who was and is unwilling
to let go of "herself" and her attitude about relationships. For a moment in Time, there was something very special between us.
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