tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16470528.post525841051061767677..comments2023-05-02T08:10:29.453-05:00Comments on The Heart Approaches What It Yearns: Securethe Yearning Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556108478723898035noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16470528.post-6783265593406280072006-10-18T14:57:00.000-05:002006-10-18T14:57:00.000-05:00I cry...
for everything.
The hurt
the pain
the tra...I cry...<br />for everything.<br />The hurt<br />the pain<br />the trauma<br />the tears<br />the silence<br />the guilt<br />the love<br />the awakening<br />the whispers<br />the screams<br />the sharing<br />the memories<br />the desires<br />the conflict<br />the story of love.<br />The heart does more than approach. Or rather, I think it may be that HIS heart is the yearning one. Yours, perhaps, the learning one.<br />No...you both learn...<br /><br />Ah, I am at a loss with the flood of emotion. He is a man with many ghosts, many battles within himself, but still he is worth it.<br /><br />I can understand why you would feel so offended at the thought that he saw you leaving him for mere THINGS.<br />Jack and I have had that conversation a few times. <br />"What if I lost my job?" he would say, and I would answer, "then we both would work. We would live somewhere smaller. We could sell one of the cars." He shakes his head violently in protest, because he feels that his ability to provide is an intrinsic part of his manhood. I remind him how poor I was growing up, we both were, and how I am richer now than I have ever been. We have already succeeded past my wildest dreams, and we're still in debt! He doesn't realize that I am amazed and impressed by his WILLINGNESS to provide, not what he actually provides. The man wants to take care of me and my son. No one else has. That makes him a man in my eyes.<br />I've been singing along with Neil Diamond a lot the last few days (it's in the CD player in my truck). Perhaps Monsieur needs a bit of "Forever In Blue Jeans" to set his mind straight. It works when I croon it to Jack...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16470528.post-87904191958561061712006-10-17T07:30:00.000-05:002006-10-17T07:30:00.000-05:00That was very beautiful. I know you may not alway...That was very beautiful. I know you may not always know the effect your words have on your little invisible audience out here, but please know that your description of this interlude was exactly what I needed to read at this moment in my life. Life affirming, erotic, passionate, filled with hope and desire...isn't this what life is all about? Thank you. Thank you.tintinsnowyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02267342318011552924noreply@blogger.com