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]]> by: EuroYank http://mccrarey.com/2005/05/20/the-bridge/#comment-4834 Thu, 26 May 2005 10:56:20 +0000 http://mccrarey.com/2005/05/20/the-bridge/#comment-4834 corney but sweet. oh I am so happy you have found puppy love again. Not bad for an old dog. And your sweetheart is really the pinnacle of womanhood. I have admired her verses from afar. So chow down you old dog. Luckily I have all I can manage over here. corney but sweet. oh I am so happy you have found puppy love again. Not bad for an old dog. And your sweetheart is really the pinnacle of womanhood. I have admired her verses from afar. So chow down you old dog. Luckily I have all I can manage over here.

]]> by: Carol http://mccrarey.com/2005/05/20/the-bridge/#comment-4800 Fri, 20 May 2005 14:53:41 +0000 http://mccrarey.com/2005/05/20/the-bridge/#comment-4800 What we both already knew: "Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell." What you need to be reminded of: "If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;" The story of my life? I cried for madder music and for stronger wine, But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire, Then falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine; And I am desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea, hungry for the lips of my desire: I have been faithful to thee Cynara! in my fashion. What we both already knew:
“Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.”

What you need to be reminded of:
“If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;”

The story of my life?
I cried for madder music and for stronger wine,
But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire,
Then falls thy shadow, Cynara! the night is thine;
And I am desolate and sick of an old passion,
Yea, hungry for the lips of my desire:
I have been faithful to thee Cynara! in my fashion.

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]]> by: Cherish, OR http://mccrarey.com/2005/05/20/the-bridge/#comment-4798 Fri, 20 May 2005 11:40:37 +0000 http://mccrarey.com/2005/05/20/the-bridge/#comment-4798 Oceans Are Not Infinite Oceans are not infinite, Nor life-long love forever, Yet every moment holds a bit Of infinite endeavor. Underneath the undertow Remains the restive dream, Eden in a bungalow Nearby what life might seem. Given the reality, A will will find a way, Grace to share with what must be, Each choosing each each day. May you thus in Eden dwell Even here, by loving well, Needing what you have, for then The bowl comes ever round again. Oceans Are Not Infinite

Oceans are not infinite,
Nor life-long love forever,
Yet every moment holds a bit
Of infinite endeavor.
Underneath the undertow
Remains the restive dream,
Eden in a bungalow
Nearby what life might seem.
Given the reality,
A will will find a way,
Grace to share with what must be,
Each choosing each each day.
May you thus in Eden dwell
Even here, by loving well,
Needing what you have, for then
The bowl comes ever round again.

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