Maybe she will like poetry as well?

[vilhem]

Two lovers who fell into tragedy

Unable to hold on to delicate words

A web of lies others carefully weave

Corrupt the weakest who will no longer believe

A tale of deception to be told for the deprived

There is some truth in lies I once was told

One lover who fell into agony

Unable to revive forgotten feelings

When there are doubts of so many

Comments

[sprite596]

Another great picture - but an even better poem - haunting, scary [looking around at the web of lies that encompasses my life - not all of my own making].

Are you OK, sweet Vil? Have you been able to find a path through troubles you and Allen have had of late?

Sending you a cuddle - just in case you need one [smiling softly]
Marlee

[vilhem]

yes we are fine, Marlee, thanks for worrying. I have been a bit tonto but so busy that I don´t have the time to fight anymore, (wait until we are in Greece!)

[madame_mage]

*says softly*

I am innocent no longer, softly coloured veils and half dreaming, I'm jarred awake.

Pain is a good teacher

now is the real time to understand, to roll up sleeves and work on it.

but I miss the moonlight and the stars *bites lip*

[vilhem]

Looking at you...innocent no longer? oh oh and oh. I don´t want even to imagine the reason of these words.

[anonymous]

Que potito!!!! Esa tia pinta que te mueres, las uñas un poco largas "para arañarte mejor" ja ja.

Ya se te ha pasado el mosqueo? vaya semana llevas con todos, venga, repite conmigo, las niñas son malas, las niñas traen problemas, no miraras a las niñas del barrio.

Me encanta cuando te pones borde, y por cierto, vaya pasote de description!

No tardeis en volver.

Sergio

[vilhem]

No son malas, pero son muy listas. Tardaremos un poquito, vamos a Alemania despues y a lo mejor Dinamarca.

[nsso]

I think it a universal truth that all women have a fond love for poetry in them.

The picture is stunning.

Lies are a perversion of truth, so I suppose there is some truth in such lies.

Only the innocent fail to see? I somehow think anyone can be blinded at any given time. No one knows what to expect, people are blindsided left and right. As for those who feel the dread approaching, sometimes they are well founded other times, well...they let their own minds carry them away to the point where they don't know who they can trust.

Come talk with me if you want. I am missing you, and our conversations. If I can lend any support I'll do my best, my best to make things but a little better.

[vilhem]

I am glad you like the picture, he looks so tenderly in love, and she...so aloof and bothered by his attentions. Just like every day couple eh?

[nsso]

Perhaps she is bothered by her own thoughts. See how she is turned from him...who is she hiding from. The man at her side...or her own self...her own surrender? The scariest thing I can imagine is giving over all that I have to someone who could very possibly forget my name the next morning. Maybe not aloof...maybe a little frightened. I think they both are.

[bethanyrose]

A beautiful and thoughtful poem, Vilhelm; and it seems our lives are running parrallel again....

Who is the artist of that gorgeous picture? I can't quite make out the signature.

[viking_allen]

She is Vikki´s twin sister in Spain. Victoria Francés.

I think she drew her own image and...THE GYPSY???? growls. Vivienne is MINE MINE MINE MINE!

He he, my moustache is all ready girls.

[vilhem]

Tonto! of course she is yours, I lost her long ago.

[vilhem]

Parallel? Well, I don´t know what to say. Your last post was intriguing but who can know all the secrets a femenine soul hides?