love_is_not_all ShilohLives Love is not all; it is not meat nor drink Nor slunber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone; Yet many a man is making friends with death Even as I speak, for lack of love alone. It well may be that in a difficult hour, Pinned down by pain and moaning for release, Or nagged by want past resolution's power, I might be driven to sell your love for peace, Or trade the memory of this night for food. It well may be. I do not think I would. 031031 ... nom . 031031 ... withchesrequiem there is always alcohol 031031 ... Bizzar Alcohol heals all. Oatmeal cookies for all. Im cocked. 031031 ... Fire&Roses Love is damn good. but really, it isn't much. 040702 what's it to you? who go blather from