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09-16-2011, 03:38 AM
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"Femme Rooted"
Femme Rooted (Endless...) When does it end…these gut wrenching sobs… With pain so deep my need to breathe is robbed An endless ache of sleepless nights with no dreams A black hole of sky A cold moon without her moonbeams… When does it stop? (How did it start?) endless memories of you and me… So happy…so desperately in love…never dreaming we would ever be apart (someone jumpstart my heart…please…just jumpstart my heart…) Why can’t we pull out those deep roots of love- the ones that go so far down… we never know where they really go… but they go… and they grow… growing deep down to the beautiful place… The beautiful-unconditional-love-place… The beauty-within-ourselves (and others)-place… The have-no-words-(don’t need any)-for-it-place… No-address-or-map-for-this-love’s-journey-or-destination-place… A place…to call Home… yes that we might…just might (get to) come home… Still it grows and it goes… deeper and deeper still Anchoring and curling… back around our hearts securing… battening down hatches and tightening latches against a storm’s rage and tidal waves From the world and how we each behave… (Towards one another…) When did it start (Will it ever stop?) This endless love between you and me… So alone…dreaming of lost love… never dreaming we would be apart... (someone jumpstart my heart- please…just jumpstart my heart…) Why can’t I pull out these deep roots of love- the ones that go so far down I never know where they really go… but they go… and they grow… Growing deep down through the pain back to love place The beautiful-unconditional-love-you-always-place… The beauty-to-love-myself-and-love-(someone new)-place… No-address-or-map-for-new-love’s-journey-or-destination-place… A place…to call Home… yes that I might…just might (get to) come home… Still it grows and it goes… deeper and deeper still Without my permission or any willing submission I’ll fall down and lay down New seedlings of my love And show the world how it’s done… That the roots of love won… lkf 9/16/2011
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