Telling of love, with words that are unique;
Often afraid of the other’s critique.
This sometimes makes it, difficult to speak.
To give and to gain love, that you spoke of and seek.
© 2011 Michael Yost
Telling of love, with words that are unique;
Often afraid of the other’s critique.
This sometimes makes it, difficult to speak.
To give and to gain love, that you spoke of and seek.
© 2011 Michael Yost
You’re right–it is a quandary. It seems that there is a lot of fear involved when dealing with those we love. We don’t often feel secure do we?
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During the beginning I think insecurity plays a part… smiles..
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Tis a difficult situation indeed. Amazing how life works sometimes…
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Yes it is. Thanks for the comment and the visit.
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Love involves emotions but how it is managed involved security. Sometimes these two don’t jive. That is how the problem starts! It is a quandary!
Hank
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Thanks Hank.
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Isn’t this true. Nicely poemed as well …
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Thanks Jamie.
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let’s not listen to them and speak, enjoy, live, love 🙂
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Absolutely! Big smile.
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nice one Michael,, so true. j
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Thanks!
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