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Love's Brittle Bone Syndrome

Often we say the most lovable things to each other But often we lie We speak for the moment And fall victim to Reality Love’s brittle bone syndrome The plated chrome covers the real issue Because too little has been refined by the fire In order to show the standard of gold in our hearts Fear takes the loveable things that were said And shows its weakness because Words mean nothing without action A fraction of our mind wonders about the accuracy of love And the reality that echoes the true meaning behind our actions. Often we say the most lovable things to each other But often we lie because Often we are in love with the process— The process of falling in love and not The circular nature of Love and so We fall victim to love’s brittle bone syndrome Mark Frank Copyright 2022

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Date: 5/9/2022 8:23:00 AM
Love is circular in nature .If true it would consume us if occasionally we did not step back to be renewed.I have made the loop from I love you to the depths to the very sight of of the once beloved sickens only to find my way back to love.Your speaking of brittle bones syndrome to me is a love with no foundation,built upon the illusion of the process as you said or the self betrayal of buying a bill of goods only to find it was truely a pig in a poke.Enjoyed.
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Date: 5/9/2022 9:48:00 AM
Hi Vickey...thank you for your words which carry a great sense of truth. Experiencing love's brittle bone syndrome I have face it first hand and the reality of it. Thanks.

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