as_long_as_love_moves_the_soul fyn gula Stubborness is not truly defined until an apology is offered. An embrace is fuel to the fire. In silence, he watches it burn, until nothing is left but ashes and broken hearts. One of them his own. She won't go to the Mellon Pavillion because she's sick, ill with the absence of you. And you want her there, more than just for the cake she will buy you. So you tell me your delicate plans and moment by moment reveal the progress like some third grade romance. A fragile kiss on the cheek, you forgive her. She explodes in your arms and her tears wash away the filth of your stained relationship. In the charred remains, there are enough pieces to rebuild. In the soot, seedlings emerge. Twice more she cries for joy that you have restored your friendship. And her perfume lingers all day as a reminder of her tenderness. Forgiveness is a thing of beauty. There is nothing broken that cannot be mended, as long as love moves the soul. 000204 ... unique butterfly wow 020413 ... neesh . 050115 ... laced as long as love moves the soul(meaning)words could bring us to our knees (and) breaths inhabit us (that hearts might cease beating) for cause (for truth or art or freedom as) all these things are love and the purity of emotional upheaval would have us bring about the beginnings of things in moments (whether) they be named folly or genius or revolution we can not believe ourselves to be a soul(less) people despite our heart(lessness). True? 050116 what's it to you? who go blather from