La Vie Privee

I often find myself away from the boulevard, with only my thoughts and memories for companions. Within this silence, in the midst of these memories, I write of love.

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Location: Along the boulevard of earthly delights, France

A gentleman of leisurely pursuits lounging beside the boulevard of life, lost in his own reveries and observing others pursue their dreams or flee their nightmares.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

If Only Love

If only love were enough.

Yet it never quite is, it seems.

I feel a sadness, to think of her.

Sad to know we never were.

Sad to know we will never be.

How can I encompass her smile?

How can I hope to win her laughter?

How can I ever, if I believe,

That my love is never enough?

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Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Dites-moi

'Allo? Yes, that's me. What? When? How did you know where to find me? No, please don't hang up! I've been waiting too long!

*CLICK*

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