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Love Never Dies

Should I write again of love? Surely, by now, the moon has had her full; and those luxury cruses best put off, taxes long overdue; besides, those who love well love well in a canoe-- which is precisely my point-- love is never through: For the wind loves the bird--- that’s why he flies; as much for the wind as his own bird’s eyes; and why such manic caw? Much like our spastic cries—in the climax of it all, he knows even if he falls, love never grows old… and love never dies….

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Date: 3/11/2018 11:22:00 AM
I like the way you put a new slant on an old subject, then bring it full circle. Very effective.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/11/2018 11:24:00 PM
Hi Geoffrey; thank you my friend. Honored to have you stop by. Have a beautiful day!
Date: 3/9/2018 6:47:00 AM
I love the brevity and the depth of thought! Great!
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/10/2018 7:53:00 AM
Hi Kim; thank you my friend. Have a great day!
Date: 3/8/2018 4:03:00 PM
Love never dies, Wonderful Poetry, sincere and profound is your poetry.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/8/2018 5:11:00 PM
Hi Harry; thank you very much. Have a great day!
Date: 3/8/2018 9:59:00 AM
True love never dies, someone false interpretation of love does... And indeed you did write again..
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Joe Dimino
Date: 3/8/2018 12:26:00 PM
Yep! Know what you mean. In my 70 years I've had my share of those false ones as well. But survived! Not only that. Have come full circle, and now even love those who have hurt me. That is my greatest achievement in life. And the only one I will choose to take with me when I leave this circle of revolving, evolving experience:) You made my day Si. Bless you my friend.

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