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Weddings
January 17, 2011
When I think of love
I think of a harebell
It's bell shaped petals
Remind me of the bells ringing
and people rejoicing
At the new wedlock couple.
Does he love me?
He loves me.
He loves me not.
He loves me.
The beautiful fable of a wedding.
Of a life lived with the person you love.
Substenance.
Nourishment.
Love.
The fortitude they have if they may face problems.
Magnanimous in any hurt or pain the other has inflicted.
The women posterior to the man.
Protected.
Safe.
That is my phantasm of a marriage.
Of a life
Next to the person you love.
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