 A White Secret by Diana Mary Sharpton Photography Introduction: "I never give love to be romantic, it is out deep affection, tenderness, intimacy, fondness and friendship. My romantic soul is a color found in the image of the truth."― Diana Mary Sharpton Blue It’s true, I have been lost in dark clouds Broken bits thrown into winds that howl Walking circles in monotone seclusion Be it, I don’t create an elusive intrusion And then there is you… Wanting love that is tangible; that one can feel Lost in Storms, whispering pain; a maggot’s last meal Without reason or word, I was hurled into an abyss Why because souls touch, I love or some made up mess? So there it is… I’m blue for you regardless of the truth’s hidden gloom As you touch my hand for a dance in this quiet room Freely, I push aside this pain to follow your string Not to prove romance, to bestow the gift of loving Diana Mary Sharpton ~ 2016 ©All Rights Reserve I do love you... and would do almost anything for you as I have. Comments are closed.
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Diana Mary Sharpton“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” Categories
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