Love is a verb.
The action of love only shows up in the sharing.
We, lovers, are forever linked.
Our breakups are tantrums with co-existence
physical space and the way we think it should show up.
Once shared
No ending
only distance
Forever greater for loving
Smaller for every door we close.
We cannot contain love. We swim in it and are reflections
of the actions of love. We love. We are not love. God is.
Our lives once surrendered become reflections through action
of all that love is. We share and grow larger. If we feel we are
losing something, we are not loving only wanting to.
To be human and vulnerable
is to know
Love is a verb.
12:13 AM
Oct. 25, 2006
Alexandria, VA

LOL.. Thanks again for sharing you, I guess I feel guilty for not reading you for quite some time. Nice to be able to catch up a bit. Peace, and much love always. 










Iy is a complicicity<------a word? I love my birds,they love me unconditionally. Yes love is a verb. One makes something out of it and with it . And whwn I give, I get back....but I have to give without prejudice to be able to get it back. And yes, I love you too
love . love....



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