love?

yes it is not a sweet poem it tells how frustating it can be and the battle to have it or not but what ever we need and want it pain fears and all i speak for my self as i have just gone through a rough insane love affair my self

thanks jenny not meant to be rosey at all this is the dam confusion of love

oh no only the first and then i lost you ??haha

not piss ah mizz ick/?/ just what it can be some times, we usually feel this way inbetween loves?while vwaiting?for the next bus full of passions stop? hope you are ok?

so is love dede, so is love,all is walt here,there?too?thanks for taking the time to read it,huga , hope you are not working too hard

barb, you, too, are a feeling, soul, or you would, not have taken, the time to read, a strangers, mind,s words, redb seems filled with seekers. aren,t all of us blessed to have so many?fellow,liked minded friends, we did not know, exsisted out there?hugz

love is a part of us, even when we say it isn,t,because of lifes rejections.its still, there, just?very beat bup and brused

yes, marilyns if you have lived?long enough, you know, all the faces of love, getting it-losing it-holding it-and all in between-and/some how,we survive,and believe, we still have a chance of finding it?one more time-but , in the end?finding self, love, is the most freeing love/for when you find, self love, love out side your self is possible,in the most healthy way of all,nice to see you paint away,your loving heart hugz

thank you sweetie val,i know you too have had all the love in your life too,and played the game as real ans fun too,its a moxie, that lifts us high,then .?it plays it self out?or in,and we say, wow, what was that?or, how blessed , i am to have it-now

thanks rusty short simple and true to me, as this is how i feel at this moment hope all is well in your world of love and life hugz

thank you, renate,yes love is a many headed,sided,and paradox at best,but we love it,to happen,to us,just to experence,dumb ?wonderful?moving?bliss,hope youv,e had it too,or have it now

thanks cathy, yes unfortuneatelee love is a paradox-of wanting it to be perfect for us,and then it is what it is,flux aways?growing or dying or?you name it?,still like the moth to the flame,we off and on surcome don,t we?-

hm?in my 20,s i struck out a lot, or they did,at 30, i hit a home run with like and respect, that turned into a love,that went 38 endings,then a two year silly game,again,now i am up at bat again, waiting for a pitch,from heaven or hell,but i,m still in the game of love,i fell in love again with me, you try it too,and someone will want to join your up lifting game hugz n pax