.
is love a fantasy
illusory
heart to heart
we stand
hand in hand
is it intoxication
where’s the authentication
i’m flying without a sound
and both feet on the ground
.
©DGA 08 February 2012 21:09
Is Love…
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08/02/2012 at 9:46 pm
I’m flying without a sound,with both feet on the ground.
I love it.
Have you changed your e-mail address?
I sent you a couple of jokes but they bounced back.
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08/02/2012 at 10:40 pm
Thanks, Gran, x 2! 😀
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08/02/2012 at 10:56 pm
Flying but keeping one’s feet on the ground is a bit over-cautious, isn’t it? You don’t get to any great heights that way! 🙂
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09/02/2012 at 7:08 am
I’m afraid of heights, Col. 😯
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08/02/2012 at 11:31 pm
Sail on, Denise!
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09/02/2012 at 7:11 am
I want to, Nancy. I must be brave… 😕
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08/02/2012 at 11:53 pm
No, love is very real, but is so wonderful that it sometimes does feel like a fantasy, Adee. Long live love!
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09/02/2012 at 7:13 am
I know that, in theory AD, and thought I experienced it once. But it turned into such a sham! I really need strength now to venture forward. 🙂
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09/02/2012 at 6:41 am
GOD is LOVE!!!
but, love, is a big fat Sicilian Style Pizza, with all the fixins…
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09/02/2012 at 7:15 am
Ah Paul, I think I’d rather have one of those than be ‘in love’, 😆
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09/02/2012 at 6:42 am
Fair questions all. But love is what we make it, and hardly ever what we expect
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09/02/2012 at 7:16 am
That’s the problem, Jake. 😉
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09/02/2012 at 8:36 am
I often wonder too…
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09/02/2012 at 4:49 pm
I’m glad I’m not the only one, Inzwakazi! 🙂
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09/02/2012 at 1:13 pm
Oh yes. That’s what it’s like. Flying and grounded at the same time. ♥
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09/02/2012 at 4:50 pm
I don’t want to lift my feet off the ground, Selma, lol!
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09/02/2012 at 3:36 pm
Love is all that … and more.
Blessings – Maxi
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09/02/2012 at 4:52 pm
I believe so, Maxi. Bless you, my friend.
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09/02/2012 at 7:37 pm
Being in love with all of it’s flights of fancy while feet are planted on the ground, it’s one of my favorite feelings.
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09/02/2012 at 9:10 pm
It is weird, Jeannie. In the past I wouldn’t have hesitated.
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09/02/2012 at 8:23 pm
It’s a roller coaster. But for me I never really came down. I’m still up there in the sky, and it’s been 20 years, a quarter of a lifetime…
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09/02/2012 at 9:12 pm
You’re so lucky, Kate. That is just what I visualised my life would be like. You never know what the future holds though.
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09/02/2012 at 8:51 pm
ha its hard to stay rational in love…go on and fly…smiles.
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09/02/2012 at 9:15 pm
You are so right, Brian, lol!
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09/02/2012 at 9:39 pm
Reading this recalled another poem I read recently. I thought I’d share it here. You will see why, I’m sure. I’m not sure you know this poet?
http://sarahjaneprosetry.wordpress.com/2012/02/08/how-can-love/
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10/02/2012 at 6:57 am
Thank you, Ben.
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10/02/2012 at 1:34 am
Great ending – flying with your feet on the ground – a cautious approach is not a bad thing, especially if you don’t want history to repeat itself which it tends to do with relationships, I have found.
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10/02/2012 at 6:59 am
That’s the thing that’s worrying me and holding me back, Gabe. I really don’t want to make another mistake.
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11/02/2012 at 11:04 pm
Trying to stay grounded while intoxicated can be difficult 🙂
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12/02/2012 at 7:10 am
Right, Bb, almost impossible…! 😆
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