Hold me to your willing heart
And let me - help me - weep
That I of need might fall apart
And then at last might sleep.
Let the truth slice into me
That I might finally bleed
And purge myself of agonyI cannot now concede.
For I have bound myself in light
That I might live in joy,
And cannot - will not -
let the nightMy bonds of love destroy.
And yet I know if I would gain
The peace for which I pray,
I must allow the floods of pain
To wash my love away

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Identity requires memory.

Identity requires memory.
No less than people,
nations must recallDays past,
lest they wander witlessly,
Erased each moment, guided by the wind,
Pushed by lusts no wisdom can forestall.
Events are choices one cannot rescind,
Nor can forgetting consequence forego.
Despite one's wish, the past is not behind:
Even now, the heroes work their will,
Not needing us, nor tamed by what we know.
Contain your cavils, then, and snide thoughts still,
Even as we celebrate our story,
Demanding all the clarity and skill
A scholar can sustain in heart and mind,
Yielding what for now is history.

Love and Love only,,,

How often when two people fall in love,
One of them is forced to move away?
We can't convince our hearts that they must move;
In people love just doesn't work that way.
'Cause of all the love I feel for you,
Life will be an unrelenting wound.
Love will shadow everything I do.
Missing you, my heart will be marooned.
In time, of course, my feelings will adjust;
Such pain cannot forever be sustained.
Some visits, letters, phone calls will, I trust,
Yearnings quell, and grades must be maintained.
Oh, but I will miss you, miss you dearly!
Until hell ends, I'll be existing merely

I can Picture the day

I can picture the day.
Rice flying, a limo pulling up to take her and me to the airport,
white clusters of flowers on the pews,tears in my eyes, in lavender chiffon....Oops.
That's an important part, huh?
L O V EIt's a commonly thrown around four-letter word.
"I love macaroni and cheese.
""I love Vanilla Ice."(Remember that?)Sometimes,
even an"I love him"or"I love her.
"What is real love?
And is there a difference between that and theheart-pounding adrenaline rush
I feel when I see...?You know the person I'm talking about.
That hot guy playing basketball at the gym..
the cute girl who makes eye contact as she passes by...
the friend of a friend of a friend...maybe a best friend.
It's that person we keep track of when he or sheis in the same room,
whose comments and actions we analyze to no end.
There are a few things love isn't.Love isn't a feeling.
Although real love is often accompanied by strong feelings,
love does not equate with the sense of floating on clouds.
Unlike the type of love that movies, television,and songs portray,
people in love don'talways feel ooey gooey around each other.
A relationship wouldn't last long on emotions.
In fact, knowledge is the basisof a healthy relationship.
Knowing about the other person is key.
I used to and sometimes still do"fall in love"with girl that
I have never had a conversation with,
whether it be a movie star in the latest romanticdrama or
the girl sitting behind me in a class.
I would know his name and his face,and
that was the extent of my knowledge of her.
If I were to start a relationship with her,
who knows where that would lead us!
Knowing about the person's personality and
character are so important.
One good test is to list the qualities that attract