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Illusive Valentine
Illusive be... my Memory.
Shrouded, clouded with the Veils of Time.
No face, no name, no place to rhyme.
What kind of Love be this design?
One..two.. discover... each other, My Valentine!
Copyright@2000-2003 Pat C. Myers
A Forgotten Paradise
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I wrote this poem in February 2000. The type tumbled from my finger tips.. jumping into to place upon the page and forming words faster than I could read. The moment is vivid in my memory.
A palm reader six months prior told me .. "You have a Twin Flame Soul Mate that you will... *brief pause*.. just 'Bump' into." I always wondered about that *brief pause* and the word 'Bump'. It had a contrived flavor.
She proceeded to say.. "How do you feel about that?" I sat there a bit overwhelmed with this emotional bomb exploding in my mind. Who wouldn't want to meet that perfect match... the missing Half of Self? All I could say was.. "I don't Know how I feel about that!"
Seeds well planted in a receptive element can grow faster than the Speed of THOHT
The poem captures the frustration of the moment, but it never gives up Hope.. because ~ Love Prevails ~
Follow Your Heart
Patturns


