~ (~) ~ Carina ~ (~) ~
~ (~) "Amazing what-impacts the-soul; and-in what ways." (~) ~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~ (~) It-was in the-spring time-of our-love-as I remember, it was the greatest of the many
gracious things, a life you pray always remains; something
the pain, joy-of-longing won't let you-forget... . (~) ~
~ (~) Stockholm Sweden-down home-right-there-just-off-Carbine-street...
each-at twenty-six-we-shared eighteen-months-together... . (~) ~
~ (~) Magnanimous...; those days-of-my-youth I tell-you love-she-came to-
me just-in time, juries-out, joy bygone-days-now, they're-all-but dead, their-mercy,
forgiveness-reigns, and-because-of-this-I-still feel we are-all but-hands-molded together-as
we-mold be-it-by-an-outstretched hand, or-while-waving round-our-bitter ax... . (~) ~
~ (~) "She-wouldn't-let me-wave-about-mine... !" (~) ~
~ (~) I have run the shoreline weighed the surf with the gulls just west of
palm beach, shared illuminated nights laxqdaysic felt their sting let-
them-run-away with-me... . (~) ~
~ (~) Tip toed through the dewy blue-morning-clover-filled-grasses-baring
my foot in lieu of the bees, time since then has been my lover, friend,
companion greater barter, been-stung-a-couple-of-times... . (~) ~
~ (~) Makes-me-chuckle-though-still life-is-so-beautiful. (~) ~
~ (~) Propitious in their peregrination shadows-they-jest telling of-this, in
their overcast the rains' patter patter pitter tap-mixing simple musings-
with-their-merry-songs. (~) ~
~ (~) In all our-terry-way-dancing... Carina, she was my best-friend-blessing
raw passion my-angry-wind, faithful-to-me, she-was my-love...; I bet
my manhood on it; my-potency...; it's because of her I-know today love-
forgives gives-forever lives, juries-out...; dignity, love I believe they're
meant to combine together join as one faith, knowing true-freedom-
through-any season-rolling around and-around with one another-time
and-again in the-end... . (~) ~
~ (~) ~We didn't get to share this, ultimately, though still I wish-it were, could
have been... . (~) ~
~ (~) My God she was so divine...; talking about an impact...;again I would-
jump-today at-another-chance-with-her, because still I love-her, she
rocked my-world; feels so good, grateful I am-for this-spirit-of longing
I still-carry-though-I know it-may drive me crazy. (~) ~
~ (~) I write-this in the-hope's she-would-want to-know, and-as well... remember... . (~) ~
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2010
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