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Limitless Love

Limitless Lova Love is limitless, if you choose it to be! It can exist in living memory. Oh, indeed people separate and some, do die. But true love is forever with you. A most valiant knight or beautiful princess at your side. Always there in the blink of an eye! I have no formula for this, else I would share it with you. I leave you, therefore, with a candlelit hug and my poetic kiss. That you discover that love that is your chosen inheritance. Above all, that it is indeed, yours. And so undeniably....limitless. July 28, 2019 3pm PST

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Susan Ashley

Date: 7/28/2019 10:10:00 PM

Yes, true love can be timeless and limitless, Panagiota.. indeed, it’s how you hold and honor love that gives it life within your life. I love the spirit of this beautiful piece. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/28/2019 9:20:00 PM

Limitless is such an appealing idea... We so often put limits on everything. Why? Especially with love --- Why? Two thumbs up, Panagiota. Best wishes, Gershon

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/28/2019 9:29:00 PM

Thumbs up..Shades of Ebert! Why limit love..,,exactly. Panagiota

Arturo Michael

Date: 7/28/2019 7:00:00 PM

Thanks you Panagoita ... it's beyond our wildest imagination...

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/28/2019 7:06:00 PM

Good afternoon from steamy 102 CA. Love is steamy like this day... Hugs, Panagiota Thank you, Arturo.

Quoth Theraven

Date: 7/28/2019 5:13:00 PM

Panagiota, I like this poem. "I have no formula for this, else I would share it with you." Love is so blind. -Richard

Panagiota Romios
Date: 7/28/2019 5:28:00 PM

Hi Richard.. Golly, I feel very sighted about eternal love. Was just saying I wish I could explain this. Too many poems about "lost love, I can't find it again, etc. Oh, my life is over, etc." My point was that it never died, even if the person in bodily form is gone. Panagiota.