Passionate Crime…

I once hurt someone who to me was very dear,

so young at the time, overcome with so much fear.

So many years have passed since I broke this brother’s heart,

I only hope he has forgiven me, while making a fresh start.

He was the one and only ~ my first true love,

the feelings that we shared, I now only dream of.

I often wonder how I could have done such a thing,

to a brother who undoubtedly made my heart sing.

I could blame it on m y age, so young at the time,

I just can’t make sense of it, this passionate crime.

However, what goes around does come back around,

for the love this brother gave, I have not again found.

But time does heal and I must forgive me,

and until I do this, I will never be free.

Free to explore and give love again,

knowing another’s heart, I can capture and win.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

Images: Free google images: lunagirl

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April Love

This a beautiful piece from Mihran Kalaydjian. I thought I’d share…enjoy!

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April Love

We have walked in Love’s land a little way,
We have learnt his lesson a little while,
And shall we not part at the end of day,
With a sigh, a smile?

A little while in the shine of the sun,
We were twined together, joined lips forgot
How the shadows fall when day is done,
And when Love is not.

We have made no vows – there will none be broke,
Our love was free as the wind on the hill,
There was no word said we need wish unspoke,
We have wrought no ill.

So shall we not part at the end of day,
Who have loved and lingered a little while,
Join lips for the last time, go our way,
With a sigh, a smile. 

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