Sundays and Otherdays

We feast our eyes on them all

And love each view



the cold and distant

 The cold and the distant




bare it all


The bare it alls




dashing reachouts

 The dashing reach outs




coy, leave me alones

 The coy leave me alones




strong and patient

 The strong and patient

Yet when it comes to people

We take it so personally

trying to place all into a mould of our choice

and say

you should

you must

how could you...

if only we would

feast our eyes on them all

and love each view.

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The power to be and the love to let be

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