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Past Great Loves...

Portrayals of love colored with paint and prose, has inspired storied hearts to warmth to fire the coldest of days... Elizabeth Barrett found her Robert Percy Shelly had his Mary, to have found a shared passions magic gift of words bound in covers,also bound endlessly with a kindred spirit... ...art in life,true poetry in motion, yet,some have had to settle with the ideal of loves fleeting trickles...is it not, just as so to live for love,than to die without it ? Dante had his Beatrice,real or imagined, Leonardo had his Mona Lisa,the other half to complete his whole...the pain of love can be insufferable,as a Shakesperean Romeo and Juliet... Past great loves,and love willing to be... can seem as close as the nearest smile, or as distant as the distant stars... but to live for love, is much better than to die without it, ....real or imagined

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Date: 1/21/2009 12:54:00 AM
Wonderfyk write Jay...As usual... Farah
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Date: 12/18/2008 10:10:00 PM
A wonderful write Jay..As usual...Thank you for sharing...May all be fine where you are... Merry Christmas to you my friend and a Happy New Year... Always, Farah
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Date: 12/18/2008 1:17:00 AM
very beautiful write of yours Jay. :)
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Date: 12/18/2008 1:16:00 AM
Many people believe that love takes effort. It is neither a task or job but shines through the brightest and darkest moments of existance. Whether real or imagined, living in that moment is wonderous. "I think therefore I am" loved...this holds true because there will always be someone on the side lines to take up the slack....
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Date: 12/9/2008 6:14:00 AM
Jay, this is an amazingly beautiful write. Your last verse is simply awe inspiring in it's truth. I couldn't agree more. Sigh. Hugs & love, Shar xoxo
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Date: 12/8/2008 2:51:00 AM
Hey Jay, this was very deep and touching, filled with longing. I know what you mean, exactly. Love, whether once known and lost, or lived, or imagined for one day...if anyone soul has touched that place of depest love, pure - we have touched the infinite. Loved this, Kristin
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