Love 29 Thursday Oct 2015 Posted by Esther H. in Poésie ≈ 10 Comments TagsLove, Tanka I am a stranger, I don’t belong to this world Where love is a sin. I roam alone the shades of Confusion, begging for love. TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrEmailMoreTelegramLinkedInPrintStumblePocketRedditWhatsAppLike Loading... Related
ViewPacific said:
Is it true? Is it really true? Can it be that to love is a sin? To me, it seems that to not love is closer to a sin.
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finbarsgift said:
Well… Have a look at the bible…Adam and Eve…
And how it all began…
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El Sibarel said:
Me too.
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Heartafire said:
we beg for love. it is in short supply. Lovely post.
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migueltio said:
Love has so much red tape here. This is very powerful as to the restriction on it, and how many people sadly go without. Love it!!
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Nicodemas said:
Very beautiful.
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Aquileana said:
Nice one, dear Esther… Sending best wishes. Aquileana 🐉☀️
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godtisx said:
I think this is true. The world demonizes actual love –alot.
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finbarsgift said:
Said Sinnerman
To Sinnerwoman:
Then let’s make love
Outside of this world!
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Cochonfucius said:
Love makes us better,
So, how could it be a sin ?
How could it, indeed ?
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