If a picture paints a thousand words,
then why can't I paint you
The words will never show
The you I've come to know.
If you were water, I would drown in you.
What I really wanted was my loss back.
You set my crazy loose.
Whether conditions.
Playing in the puddles.
Every part of you streams to your soul merging to make you who you are.
Conversationating.
Life takes a bit of time and a lot of relationship.
Hell to the no.
My life is a shitting desert.
All that I am is wrapped up in all that you are.
I don't want to park my bus there.
A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live
that day.
Where you used to be there is a hole in the world.
There is such a thing as cleavage follies and if not, there should be.
You cannot outrun grief.
Laughter is a vehicle not just a place.
There is one thing I know about God, I am not Him.
Time is a monster. It cannot be reasoned with.
When all you see is your pain, perhaps then you lose sight of God.
It didn't build up a front porch.
She really gets who I am, fans it into flame and then jumps up and down when I get there.
Christmas craps.
Don't get in a peeing contest with a cow.
1 comment:
I oh gom...that's some good stuff...oh yeah Big L!!! Brings back many a laugh & conversation (and sad times).
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