You are made of cherry juice, love and little bits of gossip. And I love you.
You look like the tree that looks like the Japanese cherry blossom tree..you gurgle like a brook
you are soft and touch me gently.And I love you
My puppy, you are. funny and panther like..you smell like my favorite boy and remind me of him and sometimes you are even more you then he was him. And you protect me and know me and still are kind to me.I love you
You are the only one of your kind..you are lonely, I can see that. You can't see that I am too. You see too much and often don't see me. Without you though...I wouldn't see me. And, in this way, everyday you make me and everyday you break me. And yes..though I have to try to not hate you - I do , undoubtedly love you.
Your are the mother ship to whom me and all my kindred souls return. We turn to you..in our dreams, in our prayers , on the phone and through tantrums You are the Earth upon which this delightful family tree stands. You are the love I can never express in words..yet, I can say simply - I love you.
Your simplicity and strength have taught me that nothing penetrates love inspired action. You are clean, pure and care enough to not have to say it. You just do. That teaches me. Like my child and like my father everyday you teach me...though you don't need to hear it. I do Love you.
Everyday..for at least eight hours of my day..for most of my movement and stillness and my learning and unlearning you occupy more of my consciousness than you should. Every hour near you and away from you I am shaken and stirred and violently cut through by your presence and your rejection. You break my heart.. at least you remind me that it still beats and loves and waits for love. I wish I didn't , but I do...unwillingly, grudgingly, painfully Love every irritating, cruel , penetrating -through-me cell of you.
You look like the tree that looks like the Japanese cherry blossom tree..you gurgle like a brook
you are soft and touch me gently.And I love you
My puppy, you are. funny and panther like..you smell like my favorite boy and remind me of him and sometimes you are even more you then he was him. And you protect me and know me and still are kind to me.I love you
You are the only one of your kind..you are lonely, I can see that. You can't see that I am too. You see too much and often don't see me. Without you though...I wouldn't see me. And, in this way, everyday you make me and everyday you break me. And yes..though I have to try to not hate you - I do , undoubtedly love you.
Your are the mother ship to whom me and all my kindred souls return. We turn to you..in our dreams, in our prayers , on the phone and through tantrums You are the Earth upon which this delightful family tree stands. You are the love I can never express in words..yet, I can say simply - I love you.
Your simplicity and strength have taught me that nothing penetrates love inspired action. You are clean, pure and care enough to not have to say it. You just do. That teaches me. Like my child and like my father everyday you teach me...though you don't need to hear it. I do Love you.
Everyday..for at least eight hours of my day..for most of my movement and stillness and my learning and unlearning you occupy more of my consciousness than you should. Every hour near you and away from you I am shaken and stirred and violently cut through by your presence and your rejection. You break my heart.. at least you remind me that it still beats and loves and waits for love. I wish I didn't , but I do...unwillingly, grudgingly, painfully Love every irritating, cruel , penetrating -through-me cell of you.
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