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How to love, my love
which way do you prefer?
Love as a feeling
or love as a word?

She knew her King James by heart,
the psalms, the proverbial wisdoms,
passed about through their many
translations, now bouncing around

She says she wishes
her boyfriend
was poetical in his words
so he would say things from time to time to her like,

If I were God
yes, I'd create silly apes,
yes, I'd create multiple religions
and let them war over which is correct,

Life presents itself, in all of its grandeur situations
Both extravagantly compelling and tirelessly disheartening
So naturally, along you came, seeming of the unnatural,
Revealing heaven to a skeptic, enchanting thoughts, (there must be something greater)

There is a place
neither hell nor heaven
where God sends those
who have dared to create, better than he:

Everything in which we subscribe…
Every last subscription
Things we take into our every-day living
All of our comforting belief systems,

There she stood, a beautiful dream
Bringing to life a dull day's scene,

Or was that I,

It was those strings between those cups
Carrying conversations no satellite could pick up
It was that easy laid-back living'
Undisturbed by the bad news on the television

Love is wise
old and eternal.
It does not flinch
or consider a disappearance

There he stands
the expander of minds
the teacher of things,
a profound lover of knowledge -

There are many unfinished books
sprawled amongst my floor
no bookmarks, just bent pages
with only 20 pages here to go

We sat there together
talking as if forever
was something to be slain;
a beast no other couple

Wild desire, roaming free
along the range it's strange
encompassing effect, tells me
this must be love…

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Love Or Love's Archetype

How to love, my love
which way do you prefer?
Love as a feeling
or love as a word?

A love that goes away
as time passes by,
a love turned to nostalgia
too soon to say good-bye?

Or a love that operates on no time,
no approach of finality or an end to be near?
A love that sings a melody
chirping birds stop to hear?

How to love, my love
which way to love you?
We could do all the foolish things
that wise lovers do...

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