I cover my ears so my sense can't rule, I listen only to the beating of my heart and let my inner burning for you guide me. I am she who listens to no voice but her own.
Ida, I wrote this just now on another site for very good reason and it fits exactly here as well...
Living A Long Time
If I took your words as serious as you meant I would have to change my love, transform it beyond my understanding, answer completely with all new bright words as if you were no longer you, but my lost maid come back to me now, at this late stage of my life and me far too old to change.
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Ida, I love the new look here. This showcases your pictures very well. Wonderful words too!
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Ida, I wrote this just now on another site for very good reason and it fits exactly here as well...
Living A Long Time
If I took your words
as serious as you meant
I would have to change
my love, transform it
beyond my understanding,
answer completely
with all new bright words
as if you were no longer
you, but my lost maid
come back to me now,
at this late stage of my life
and me far too old
to change.
Thank you dear Christopher for those powerful words. They moved me right down to the core.
Beautiful, as usual. I love the way you mix apparent simplicity with complex reality.
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