Last Updated August 30th, 2010 My B-day and Cremation of Wife...
Debbie Sutor is my wife. She Died August 28th, 2010. I will miss her very much.
Last Updated August 30th, 2010 My B-day and Cremation of Wife...Debbie Sutor is my wife. She Died August 28th, 2010. I will miss her very much. |
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I am Unable I walk forward way from you, but I only find you tied and chained to my soul… This love of ours was meant to be’ yet you denied me. Your reasoning? It is most likely a selfish pursuit of destiny. Not our destiny, but your destiny. It was chosen long before you were born, and those who know you know you are the one. It is a feeling you find if you look with eyes wide open, a difficult place to be. When we open our mind to the tragedy of the human condition, we can not let selfish humans deter us from our goal! There is a place when I was with you that filled my life with joy. A joy I could only experience with you. You are the defining spirit of this man. I can seek, and I can look, but I can not replace you. This is a sad plight; as many a good woman, has caught me eye’ but my eye is bastardized by you! YOU take my heart and hold it with you. I will not ask for it back, as it was given to you, and one should never return a gift. I hold the gift you gave me. It is with me day and night as "I keeps" it close to my heart beat~ as I desire to make grand words! Words I can not make on my own, but only by those who allow me to use a part of their soul in my creations… Creations I hope will change the world for the better’ after interspection. I do not deceive my love for you` even as my human nature lust in the sexual contact one more time. I am sure you do not withhold from your self the pleasures of sexual contact, I am only sad you could not commit to be loyal to me` as I was loyal to you. YOU do not understand the higher spiritual love that can be attained in pure honesty. Honesty of this nature has made men into mountains, and women into gardens. It is sad that your garden is bare. There is no life to be grown there, never to give birth. I stand before you with possible seed, and you cast it away in the pursuit of debauchery! Console yourself in the knowledge that you have dammed both of us to misery… Pick yourself up they say, you will find the right one. They do not understand that “you” are the right one. Or, maybe they do and they share in my sadness as you find one more excuse for not seeing me. Did I pour poison with my kiss? Did I breathe vapors of you? Tell me woman, did I please your nature? Tragically.., I have gotten under your skin, and you run away from such strong love` as you are young in thought and do not understand trust or true friendship… Ones that stand beside you when all else has gone awry, even if they are not sure they even trust you anymore. Friendship is thicker than blood, it is the reason the Christ gave his own for your salvation. But his salvation has not freed me of our pain.
Thomas A Sutor P O Box 2343 Lompoc CA 93438 Rockhawk.com |
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