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knowing how to love

I don't know anyway to love you
Than the way I do
I tried to call the four winds
they weren't enough
I've traveled a dusty lane
And visited a shaman

All in the search for clarity

I don't know anyway to show my love
I grasped at stars
And fumbled a galaxy
I watched a night bloom
As the last ray of day died
In supplication I knelt

Reverently I show my love
The only way I know how

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Still flu-ey but will knock back later on.

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'write on! let these words free.'

thanks for the read and the visit :)

love JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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Most welcome, JC :-))

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'write on! let these words free.'

Most welcome, JC :-))

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'write on! let these words free.'

:))

I missed this place

hugs

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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Jc

the hands fly
into the arms of the universe...
where we want to lonely traverse
and spread the love
we wont to
lovely poetic words come to you

from the distant divinity
we all know where
for the love of life
love is sown
everywhere..

loved

Thanks Loved

that is a lovely thing to say it made me smile

look forward to reading you again soon

love JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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all my good friends smile with me

the funnier ones
smile at me
and amount it to guffaw.....
laughter for more ...

I love it still
for I have the smiling pill
they'd love to devour
and
you know much more
Jc...
I shall read all your poetry
for sure..

loved

I will always smile with you :)

I look forward to your thoughts on my poems
your comments are never boring my friend

love JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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I look forward to your thoughts on my poems
your comments are never boring my friend

*go not out of your way
friend
to make any amend
let love flow from all over....
like it always does naturally-----

never attempt to please
love is a process of exaltation
in my opinion
when it does ensue
while in love one obviously does pursue
a natural outcome of the hormonal verification

Its natural

but different for men and women...
we both know the difference

so let love flow from all orifices naturally
of mind
body and soul

I wonder if i have conveyed
any meaning
worth while
fully and whole...

loved

message received

love Jayne-Chloe xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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you message registered .
full stop.

loved

That you ask of how to love,
other than giving the universe a reason for being .
Is heard from all corners where your love has touched.
Take to your ways as they are and know that you give everything.
It has been noted.
Have a lovely day out there, I am off to night night hoping that my dream time is just temporary lol, Yours Ian.T

PS:- I know of your Australian Dream times lol

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Smiles badness abounds ;) lol I am very happy you liked this one its one I wrote not long ago all my recent stuff is in need of work ... I hope that the dreamtime brought you back safe from your night time travels

I am going to write for a time tonight we'll see what I can come up with

love always JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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Dream time took me to places new
Where words and colour freely flew
There in a window with an empty smile
I saw a poetess with thoughtful guile

Then I took some spare words of mine
Festooned the windows empty shine
Then inside as if a beautiful sun had rose
A young lady started to write some prose

The words flowed as the light there grew
Splashes of colour giving old words new
Then as the sun regained its true light
Stanzas grew and blew me out of sight

I know that I can reach those distant shores
With love and words, to fill hollow pores
I am home now, with no need to wander so
As the poetess is better, her words do flow

Yours at rest Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

You have outdone yourself, that is copy pasted and saved to always remind me I will always be able to write

love always Jayne-Chloe

thank you for the beautiful Easter Present I am touched beyond words big big hug

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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