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Anna Love

I treasure every meeting of our lips,Our dreams: as two dew drops melding in eternal kissA lake of pure desire; with the depth of eternitythis life stretches before usshore to unending shoreevery grain

Bold and fearful

The past year and 8 months I have acted with more boldness than perhaps in the last 20 years of my life. I stuffed away fear because it is a thief. I stuffed

Bold and fearful

The past year and 8 months I have acted with more boldness than perhaps in the last 20 years of my life. I stuffed away fear because it is a thief. I stuffed

Love wins again (my enfolding journey)

‘Lover all is forgiven’. This is how the Lord opened up my heart, not breaking barriers but pointing to them. I was and am softened in my heart towards myself and towards Him.

A walk........

Shall we go for a walk? What a simple and beautiful invitation. The mrs and I strolled down to the beach in the dark seeking we knew not, but seeking. The wind cold

I believe in you......

I wont believe in those words of greed, not until I've seen the truth of your heart in deed You're not dead: you're a star I believe.... in you. A You: that is

So it begins......

It has begun:That assuming voice; speaking truths to be spun;"STOP"spend time in my heartthen startwith soft words,to love me.Big abstract ideas don't healSweeping judgments can't feelmy painor see the tender/scar crossed heartA touch

Left or right?

Wow where to start? My head is full to the brim with thoughts many and conflicting. What a journey this past year has been. Adventure is a good thing to be sure. I

God haunted house......

Didn’t knowhow to be in this God haunted house.I; Mr imperfect:short sighted and tone deaf.I saw things move as by a poltergeist,heard thuds as though a carpenter lived between floors.Speaking:I could not ask

There is hope

Who now looks after those whose bones are gnawed on by the Jackal?Whose burdens have dragged them to the depths of the ocean of sadness in their hearts?The world asks: How much? How

The speech that would have been......

I would like to start off my short speech by thanking Anna my beautiful wife for being here. And I am compelled by the deepest gratitude to thank Anna's parents: Peter and Lucy

A goodbye....... (I wrote this when I left North Wales to live in Bristol)

How do you do justiceto the moment of good bye?Cradled in these bosom-like hills.Held and yet free;Freedom that allowed me.The beach walks after tough days.Hard words like grains of sand;gulped into lungs;around which

As a moth to the flame - A Prophetic verse

As a moth to the flameLike the dust upon a moths wingour thoughts of good before love.Love; that fabled flame drawsour fragile wings and soft belly to burn in passionate flash.the feelers we’ve

Bristol and the walls within

This post has been brewing for a while but now that I am sitting down to write it I don’t know how to begin. 1 month and 3 days ago I moved from

My Butterfly lover

He is the nectar that draws and feeds,He is the pollen that grips and flower that seeds,Entice the kisses of my butterfly wings; love,Fly from doubts made in chrysalis ; my dove,Softly the

Good for bad.......

In the shadow of despair is greatness born. Even as you feel your heart heavy; filled as it is with a cynical cement. Your hope it at it’s lowest ebb and you realise

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Anna Love

Anna Love

Bold and fearful

Bold and fearful

Bold and fearful

Bold and fearful

Love wins again (my enfolding journey)

Love wins again (my enfolding journey)

A walk........

A walk........

I believe in you......

I believe in you......

So it begins......

So it begins......

Left or right?

Left or right?

God haunted house......

God haunted house......

There is hope

There is hope

The speech that would have been......

The speech that would have been......

A goodbye....... (I wrote this when I left North Wales to live in Bristol)

A goodbye....... (I wrote this when I left North Wales to live in Bristol)

As a moth to the flame - A Prophetic verse

As a moth to the flame - A Prophetic verse

Bristol and the walls within

Bristol and the walls within

My Butterfly lover

My Butterfly lover

Good for bad.......

Good for bad.......

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