Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
Captain Corelli’s Mandolinis in process,
i started workinq out today ;
aqain
- i ran around the park ; one lap.
- jumped rope; x100
- up&down steps; x30
- push up; 100
- crunchies; 50
& i’m qoinq to be watchinq waht i eat; i’m serious about losinq weiqht. i’m tiredd of feelinq qoood about myself only on certain days, iused to feel qood on a daily basis. And, no. I won’t have the same old body i had before, i’m qonna work harder to have a better one. I’m not only doing this for looks but for my health, i need to start eating healthy and not have fkcin anemia anymore. My friends say i look fine, but i dont feel fine, therefore i am not fine. I’m tired of not fitting into my old clothes, i don’t want to be a bigger size. I used to be a size 5 the most being 7, now i wear a size 9. Dresses i used to wear S or M, now its M or L and same with shirts. I know i let my self gain weight and i qot my wake up call. Therfore i’m determined to work out and lose weight this summer.
I SECOND THAT!! I NEED TO EAT BETTER AND TONE UP! WE SHOULD DO IT TOGETHER!
You wont be his first, last or his only. He has loved before, he will love aqain, but if he loves you now what else matters? He’s not perfect and neither are you, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he makes you laugh, at least once causes you to think twice, and admits to being human and making mistakes… Hold on to him, and give him all you’ve got. He is not going to quote poetry, he is not going to be thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him, that he knows you can break. Don’t break him, don’t change him, don’t expect too much from him. Smile when he makes you happy, cry when he makes you sad, and miss him when he’s not there.
My friend Gabriel wrote a reply poem called “The Phoenix Breed” out of his appreciation of the one I wrote for him. So I’m giving him all the credit. Enjoy
The Phoenix Breed
fly by and let your draft pick up my spirits
stirr up this dust
and revive my hope
that i can again look at the sky,
dream
and hear the horns
let it rest elsewhere
from this amber you just sparked
the healing is painful
as i shower in your burning rain
the agony is sacrificial
for it is spawning
a lover of a new breed
one that can let the burns
brand me a new name
the archangel gabriel is at
the crossroads it seems
though burned, and scarred
he bares his angelic wing
as his first line of defense
always true to his pure nature
the fear of having to let my
heart rest again in the day
or risk losing it again
with a fight for another night
spreads
these dragon wings wide
and now all i have to do is
breathe my fiery blast
to warm those who play
at these low levels not so high
for them
the demonic horned wings
breach my skin like the
heat i exhale when reminded of
the last days before
the ashful implosion
love’s phoenix
i see it at work and i am ready
i am ready to propel out of this volcanic abyss
the winds of change come and go
and i am ready to take flight
to the heights i used to wander
i will take my beaten and battered
white feathered extensions
and breeeeeze through any
worthyless obstacles
getting in my way
during my pursuit of happiness
i will strike down upon those
expecting the heat
but my dreams at the heavenly skies
are of harmonious white clouds
with the silver linings
this happiness shall have a
torch of its own
a light that can shine its warmth on me
as well
engulf me with your light,
the collective wisdom of experience Love Phoenix
while you submerge in my never stagnant
waters
let time move us in the direction where nature’s
gravity pulls us
working with time now
rather than against it by catching up with our past
or
waisting time while planning for our future
i am up to pace now with destiny
believing in the divine realm
willing to bathe in the Phoenix’s warmth
and i must go with the flow with no destination
now that the Legend has struck me with her force
blue waters of tears
and the yellow rays of her light
make me a green balalnce many people
have felt but not yet seen in action
when it is an inspiring
flutter just beneath your heart
that others cannot see
or
when it was a painful stab to the main source of our affection
that we all hope to not ever feel but once
many are looking and still have yet to find what i gaze at in the sky
a discovery any being can expose
but it is understood that the earth’s
gravity can pull us down to the bottom
depths of the darkest kind sometimes
before one of our powers threatens to diminish
our existence
lets make it a better world of our own
lets believe we possess it all at our finger tips
lets speak the words of now and not the future
not hopeing to find that what makes us complete and more potent
but believing we ARE at an optimum position of time and space
to be the best of the best of who we are
by making magic out of the ashes
reviving the warm and wet love out of the
dry and cold lonely streets of solitude
together
in the midst of commotion
black, red and white
Love’s Phoenix
sparked a heart
Gabriel has been revived.
I wrote the Love’s Phoenix for a special friend that was hurting over a heartbreak.
