Let my grief ride the wind, entwined with all my joys. Let my - TopicsExpress



          

Let my grief ride the wind, entwined with all my joys. Let my voice rise to heaven before it falls back to earth again, its motes of notes giving life to the sorrow shot with fierce, sublime passion for life, for those I have lost yet love still, and love them I will, to my final breath. I will live with them clasped to my soul, for there, there, we are inseparable. Love does not die. It is proof enough of forever for me. There is no forgetting. There is only ever love like this: Dizzy, euphoric, everyday quotidian, Quixotic, impractical and implacable, determined, permanent, tattooed into the very fabric of my being.
Posted on: Mon, 15 Dec 2014 09:35:47 +0000

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