#Love

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    Love Relationships Pattern

    No porridge, no running around.
    I’ll tell you my life story.
    I have loved many times. Many times I thought he was my soulmate.
    After many years I noticed some things:
    1. The same love story repeats [since age 13 – now 42],
    2. Stories/relationships move in cycles, within other cycles.
    3. relationships share themes, symbols, motif.
    4. Two things in common in these stories: a) me, b) the Presence.

  • What is You?

    What is Writing, Imagination, manifested Realities, multiple..
    What is a Dream, a Self, unlimited capacity.
    What is Love. What is finding a stolen moment, lips flirting.
    Kiss me, wait, first find me.

    What is a little girl, fertile of imagination, pretending the love.
    A young woman looking for that love.
    A woman older, wiser, manifesting the love for another version of herself.
    What am I.

    Calling, searching, living, dreaming of your love.
    Another day, another chance,
    to find him, or to dream him.
    What is You?

    What is You?
    to find you, or to dream you.
    Another day, another chance,
    Calling, searching, living, dreaming of your love.

    What am I.
    A woman older, wiser, manifesting the love for another version of herself.
    A young woman looking for that love.
    What is a little girl, fertile of imagination, pretending the love.

    Kiss me, wait, find me first.
    What is Love, a stolen moment, lips flirting.
    What is Dream, a Self, unlimited capacity.
    What is Writing, Imagination, manifested Realities, multiple.. 


    I miss you. I need you so much. My idea, my Love.…

  • How is it the more the Goddess pleases your pleasures, the less she entices you?
    That is wrong.
    How come the more he wants you, the less you care?
    Because, it is infatuation, not love.…

  • Construction Road Darling

    The whole area (8th c) was in upheaval. The roads had no traffic, and there were no roads. I noticed one man wearing construction gear and stopped the car to rant about me needing to get to my kid’s school.

    ….

    He sat in the driver’s seat and began driving. He was a man of a few words, said he was married, bullied. I guessed he also had a child, he nodded I think. He did not offer anything but he was offering everything. I felt extremely close to him, like I know him.

    #scene: underground cafe.

    20/3/19

    Young people. We were the ‘it’ couple. We danced. I risked but he caught me cause he was a great dancer.

    Couldn’t get him out of my being the next morning.…