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We learned to love,
At an age so ripe and young,
We can't quite figure out where we belong,
Is it in the arms of an angel,
Or in the company of the devil's advocate,
And time will only tell if we're in it for the long run,
Even though we are made aware that it'll expire,
This love - this feeling shall not transpire;

We learned to love,
Through rhymes and rhythms of the heart,
Played out by strangers and friends alike,
These souls halfway across the world,
That we relate so well with yet aren't mates,
Could we possibly feel the same with so many,
Is this really what it means to be,
In love with someone you could never see;

We learned to love,
In a moment of loneliness,
Hoping that company will resolve,
And send away our inner demons,
With their tails between their legs,
Back to the depths of alone and sappy,
But the more aware we are of reality,
We soon come to realise that truth is,
We'll always be by ourselves for all eternity,
In this life, we're granted temporary company,
But in the next we might and mightn't, oh what a tragedy;

We learned to love another,
Forgetting that the one needing it most,
Is the shell that holds our soul,
And yet we wonder when another loves us,
What could possibly be the reason he does,
When all our reflections show is a mess,
A perfectly crafted beautiful chaos,
Meant only for the one bold enough to brave through,
In this life, the next and until both is laid to rest.

@byizn
 Feb 2017 Jim Timonere
nivek
just a bi-pedal lumbering giant to an Ant
- that's if the Ant could see me.
It was uphill and down dale
but make
no mistake it was a
'right how's your father'
of a day
nineteen degrees by the way
so no complaint there.

The language fettered me
I should've been able
to converse in the local
but
words failed me

Spanish,
I'll never be fluent in
but
dinner was good
(the wife said,
"No wine")
the water was excellent too


it's a nice little take on a break
when you break bread with
the one that you love.

I'll go shopping tomorrow
because the weather'll be fine
buy some paella and a big bottle
of wine

I'll have to hide it though

haha

she'll read this and
read me the riot act

I'll act innocent
that usually works.
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My love is a great eagle
He flies higher than the sky

In the midnight hour
He comes into my dreams

And shares his stories
His delicious stories with me

Of his love for the earth
and every living thing

------x-----x------x-----x-----
 Feb 2017 Jim Timonere
Loud Falls
Why can't everything that is,
Stay humble and lining...
Always be as it is.
Rather that, not and mis-sought
Why...
Why don't the beautiful spinning winds.
Stay out in the fields
Rather that, of riddles and destruction.
Why...
Why can't it all, just be...
We walk not of this world way, but by Faith.
For each of us has been promise different things.
Yet we still walk by the same Faith as the other.
We each are on a different path with him as well.
Some Faith may stronger today, but not tomorrow.
For Faith is by hearing, then believing it is true.
We all have the very same objective here in life.
It is to finish this race=Journey that we are on.
Thus then being told by our Savior well done.
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