Hopeless Romantic

Hopeless Romantic

A Poem by Chris Bighorse

I am in love with every

girl I have ever met.

© 2009 Chris Bighorse


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:P thats natural, we are all different sides of the earth, we are mothers, we are lovers, we are stormy seas that capsize your heart and calm lakes that rock you to sleep and whisper sweet songs, we are the bearers of children, the warmth in winter or the winter cold. Like mother earth we can be loving and we can be harsh all at once, and we should all be loved as what we are, for what we can be andwhat we were, and we should be greatful of this love and grow in it, like the light of the sun feeds fertile fields so we are fed with love, and like those fields produce fruit, the labours of your love will return to you a bounty beyond count.

I might have gotten a lot more out of this than you put into it but to me it represents the duality of nature and life and love and all things...

sorry:s*hides under rock*

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Damn you must be a musician or a poet

Posted 14 Years Ago


Well......
That was really to the point!
It was also very good.
Simplistic yet memorable.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nothing hopeless about the man who loves

it's the man who doesn't that I worry about

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

:P thats natural, we are all different sides of the earth, we are mothers, we are lovers, we are stormy seas that capsize your heart and calm lakes that rock you to sleep and whisper sweet songs, we are the bearers of children, the warmth in winter or the winter cold. Like mother earth we can be loving and we can be harsh all at once, and we should all be loved as what we are, for what we can be andwhat we were, and we should be greatful of this love and grow in it, like the light of the sun feeds fertile fields so we are fed with love, and like those fields produce fruit, the labours of your love will return to you a bounty beyond count.

I might have gotten a lot more out of this than you put into it but to me it represents the duality of nature and life and love and all things...

sorry:s*hides under rock*

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

i'm with hershey's kiss on this one, i just laughed xD


Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

xD
don't ask me why
but I really loved this.

- hershey's kiss

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 30, 2009
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Chris Bighorse
Chris Bighorse

Government Camp, OR



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I am Navajo. My tribe does not call itself that, but the schools I've been to have called us such and the name has stayed. So, to you, I am Navajo. To me, I am Chris. Hopefully, in getting to know.. more..

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