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May 18th, 2004

what about my lover? @ 12:01 am

Current Mood: smokey
Current Music: just the wind blowing hard through the trees

i love the warmth of the briar
after the smoking is done

hands wrapt around it in the whoorring winds of this hill top
reminds me of a warmth somewhere

i don't like feeling that i'm giving up on loving

can't love everything
can't hate everything

the art of loving
the deliberation of what is worth keeping
tending, cultivating
and that which should be thrown away

waste is just a long-long compost

it'll all come back again
shouldn't mourn it too much.

i have to examine different ways of loving:

if my lover isn't going to be my saviour
isn't going to be the person i want to be come
isn't going to be my enemy
what is my lover?

is he my friend?
my companion?
is he the one i share my life with?
my living experience?
is he one of the many?
one of the cast? one of the audiance?
one of the family?

who are you, lover?

can i trust you?

only as much as i trust my self

and i have admitted to being a trust-fund-kidd
in that i only survive if i trust
trust in god
trust in humanity
trust in my self
my soul, my ego

i only know that survival is based on love
further more
survival isn't enough:

love is creative
in the act of loving
a child is born
and that child is art
that child is compassion
and that makes the world a better place
even if our love is rooted in fear and shame
that love should create a hope
a light out of that confusion and darkness

if i am to be my own loving daddy
fostering my children
raising them to know that
in the end
they will be safe and warm
and more:

amongst other things, yes
but i should be able to promise them at least that.

you: what do you want from me?

i hope that you can ask me for something like that
and i hope that i can give it to you
and i hope that you love me enough to stick to your desires
coz we create this together
and just as i'm counting on myself
i'm counting on you

we owe eachother that
after such a long relationship...
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Date:May 19th, 2004 06:40 pm (UTC)

just this is all

just some thinking on your writing from a papadom

likin that i know u
likin that you think/feel/know so deep
like some still water
awful pretty ontop - shiny and brite where everybody wants to see
but life - real life - underneath
a life amazin that a feller could spend a life time explorin

likin that i know where that pool is
and how it feels to dip inside
and feel refreshed

just a lil wish - wantin u to have everything your heart can imagine
all your mind can rekon
back 1000 fold
what u give

and a life chok full...seams bustin...ear splittin full of love.

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