Sense of Love..


Lightly stepping polished rocks.. cool pond smooth as glass.. living glow from.. those unknown still a love is cast..

Look at them, troll mother said. Look at my so...

Look at them, troll mother said. Look at my sons! You won’t find more beautiful trolls on this side of the moon. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Princesses of fairy tales.. girls walk cross the floor.. sun examples feeling warm.. a storm rages next door..

Just under faces places inside have a view.. sometimes gently tugging sometimes screaming ‘this ain’t true’..

Precious love will be..  passion carries it to bear.. precious.. easy fine.. peace is mine when ‘you are there’..

Thought.. ‘Maturity is defined when one approves of themselves.. having a certainty and knowledge exceeding care and guesses of those close in your days and nights’.. Peace Tony

©AC.4.3.13.arr././

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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