Painting by Paul Bond
Can my kisses heal
Your pain – the wounds of a life?
A kiss is a kiss.
My love can dry your tears
Love is a restful island.
Island
20 Friday Feb 2015
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Hortus Closus
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Loving is fighting
for the other, before self ;
love is the best shield.
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Louise Labé
Baise m’encor, rebaise moy et baise
Donne m’en un de tes plus savoureus,
Donne m’en un de tes plus amoureus :
Je t’en rendray quatre plus chaus que braise
Las, te plains-tu ? ça que ce doux mal j’apaise,
En t’en donnant dix autres doucereus.
Ainsi meslans nos baisers tant heureus
Jouissons nous l’un de l’autre à notre aise.
Lors double vie à chacun en suivra.
Chacun en soy et son ami vivra.
Permets m’Amour penser quelque folie :
Tousjours suis mal, vivant discrettement
Et ne me puis donner contentement,
Si hors de moy ne fay quelque saillie.
Le même en musique;
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Yes! I’m so thankful for the restful island! Kisses do heal.
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Reblogged this on barclaydave and commented:
Love the painting and if you do too please check out the original blog.
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REALLY BEAUTIFUL THANKS FOR SHARING
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Love heals many wounds ;
Love and poetry do that,
Among other things.
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Love and time are the Greatest Gifts one can receive.
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wow – powerful combination of words, image – strong image!!
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“Love is a restful island” – i wish I wrote this. So beautiful.
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Just stunning. Thank you, thank you ❤
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