Eventually I did put a face to your loving cues your emails It had been so long since your destiny had asked you my King to marry her that hunting jealous day that began much earlier under a 1975 degree celcious and did burn us to a crisp Nothing would have given me more assurance more pleasure such a gracious challenge to a mysterious proposition to dig my heart for the final blow one queen for his other prior queen bee me Karijinbba and a winner I would have been all night with my King under the mirror! to obliterate her wedding band from his hand how loving of you cupid of mine always digging at my heart for my heart of gold then came cause and effect of karma blowing up our plans another King Brad appeared with roses and diamond ring in hand he had no mask just an hidden agenda he took my children to his Mom to make his other queenjealous and I took the bate for just one hour both my King and Brad had chosen he same photo E-mailed among several to both the picture was the same summer dress I wore with the king I loved someone something from beyond mirrored the scene in this life to cause and effect it showed my lovea simple approach to a woman's heart and me that the woman he married giving her a diamond ring taking her and son to his Mom was more to make me jealous and fight for his love an invisible revolving door had opened both to win both to lose had bid the greatest game of love beware of Karma to catch a true king FOCUS don't take bates don't settle for new when the heart is taken by a true love. my king was found by his wife and I returned Brads diamond lesson played leasson learned then came the clock ticking tax collector King Mr Time he took my hand paper INK and pen to script a new poem its Winter he said HOW DO YOU WANT ME TO KISS YOU? and a new revolving door appeared.
How do you think a and how do we feel about the one we truly love a nail can't take another out its the heart that will break and the loss is an unsurmountable abyss beware open your eyes FOCUS one single thought two hearts that beat as one cannot distract nor settle and never take a new lover if our heart loves another
Time has its hands around my neck, strangling me. A diamond clock around my neck like Flavor Flav, hanging off me, pulling my head down to the dirt.
The tortuous second, an arduous minute I grind my teeth at the passing hour. I squeeze each passing day, holding tightly, but it always escapes between my fingers, liquefying and dripping through, evaporating.
Wake and pace, I wake and begin to pace. Weaving a trail through the leaves at my feet, the meadow floor becoming my revolving door with only one exit, a blinking red sign flashes, its arrow pointing directly down imprinting itself in my pupil.
Sing the song of the day! Whether it be swaying morning Jazz or a night owls rhythmic hoots, sing it loud and let it ring, for you never know the last song you will sing.
Walk in circles, hum the tone, whatever it takes to get you past that glaring sun high in the sky at each passing noon.
To learn of life's Painful truths... .......Consider the revolving door...... Trouble come cycle Never-ending story.. difficult theme,... Similar,most seem.. Quite afraid,each fearing memories gone Furthermore pattern,cursed is strong unending circles 'round it goes produces again ...the hurt it grows common one carry...to follow once more Hurting people-hurt people..... ......
If we have been hurt ..we must first heal our hurts before entering into a new relationship...because hurting ppl hurt ppl.