some small ever after. (To be a butterfly and live for only three days) My favorite word these days: darkling. Who is Emile? Thanks!
I'm surprised you forget, you are the only one i have told his secret to of.
I have an album full of pictures i have been aching to post, but cant or wont share him, he is mine, i am his. Some days i exist just because of him.
It is rare in life that you are in possession and possessed of something of someone you know you love and loves you unconditionaly.
Dependance is one of my danger words, but with him i dont care.
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I like the poem
Your use of imagery is very emotive. The poem, though it has positive connotations throughout, seems to bear underlying tones of something not so positive. Almost a sense of loss, or anticipation of loss. Though the sentence "True love will last outside of time." brings about a sense of optimism for me.
Thanks for sharing
Yes i am losing him slowly as we speak, as you read this i am buying in favourite foods, setting up doctors, heating up milk, making him as decadently comfortable as there ever was a possible decadent comfortable departure.
I'm losing him and what scares me the more is that he is losing me.
But hey, true love never can die. No matter the breed.
The sun will keep on shinning, i just hope i can still feel it when he is gone.