Hearts wail, Loins fail
Songs previously sonorous reduced to faint whispers
Distance found root in the space between them
What was moist now needed lubrication
Passion whittled to the perfunctory…
Tongues tied, Love died
Hearts wail, Loins fail
Songs previously sonorous reduced to faint whispers
Distance found root in the space between them
What was moist now needed lubrication
Passion whittled to the perfunctory…
Tongues tied, Love died
danochubaiye.com 
Time really doesn’t help, does it?
Everything dies in time…
Plants. Animals. Friendship.
Love
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Time and communication. Or the lack thereof.
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They say Time as we know it is just something that consoles our wait. From when we are born to when we die, time helps us pass the wait. We are all just killing time 🙂
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Aren’t you just a natural poet sir? I look forward to reading your work…
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I’m beginning to think your poetry might be the kind I prefer. Beautiful, straightforward and non complicated. You should come to ALS and read
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Thank you Geeky. ALS is a target, as soon as I learn my lines! I don’t memorize my lyrics 😱
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I am happy with what I am discovering on your site. Bravo!
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My cup runneth over Romanus. Thank you!
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I was just thinking about you when this response to my comment dropped. How wonderful!
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