No. 3.14

Love like wine

red against your tongue

bitter/sweet, intoxicating

and

less godly than you might have hoped for.

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No. 3.141

Love is patient, love is kind, love is wisdom, love is wine

like water running down your skin at three in the morning

staining sheets and paper

wondering when the heat will/stop/die/cease/leave/

It never does, until it

does

-------what needs doing

accepts the hurt brewing

deep in the heart and soul.

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No. 3.1415

For my love, I love loveliness.

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For myself, I love them.

How lovely:

Loving.

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No. 3.14159

Allow this wretched truth a moment’s percolation:

Guilt hangs more often than the guilty.

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No. 3.141592

You were kinder than he deserved

far softer than he wanted.

And it is no fault of yours, that he so disparaged efforts made with love.

I ask that you forgive nothing less than yourself for doubting

whispered

I love you’s

and sweetly sung

smiles.

~

No. 3.1415926

Creation is the ultimate mistake of God/Man.

I need only kiss poison ivy once to confirm as much.

How beauteous such foolishness - action and reaction.

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No. 3.14159265

Winter is quiet

Stainless

Cold

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No. 3.141592653

A girl falls from the sky.

A boy falls in love.

(Away from one another, they rejoice.)

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No. 3.1415926535

This is our folly:

Pride unto pride, greed unto greed - ego made manifest in shouted words and frightened tears.

Ignorance disguised as righteous wrath.

I would burn from us these ills, had I only the strength.

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No. 3.14159265359

Gardens untended, hearts unfulfilled.

They have much in common.

Pruning is needed like sunshine and rain.