Passion spreads,
souls consumed
Intoxicating lust,
affection assumed
joyous craziness,
riotous elations
Annoyance, fondness,
fickle emotions
Chess commences,
intricate game
Senses leave,
shredded shame
never the same,
within dark forest,
unfathomable mist
an improbable tryst
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 
Walk through pain
isn’t the same
as the cold wet mist
truly interesting gist!
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Many thanks for your contribution
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Just a child trapped in an old man’s body!
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We all are š
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…ahh… but, even if only for a moment, you have LIVED… š !!
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Of course there is certain fondness to it.
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Absolutely!!! š ā¤
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š
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Never the same, but eternal, since the mists of time
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Indeed š
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A bit of pessimism here but all good–carry on!
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Caution is good, never wanted to be carried away by exuberance š
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Hard to imagine…
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That is my middle name š
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Good stuff.
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š thank you
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So beautifulā¦ really touching!
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Many many thanks š
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Besides great poetry …great photo!
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Many thanks
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Happy Holidays and Happy New Year !!!!!
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you too, many thanks!!!
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Great Piece Sire…Bring back old memories
#bless
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Many thanks!
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Reblogged this on Crazy Pasta Child.
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PRECIOUS TIME OF LIFE AND LOVE
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Indeed!
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Intoxicating lust? No, thanks. I’m married! š
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That should not hold you back š
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