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Love is...
Buffy and Angel’s love is like a rainbow. When they meet - when rain meets sunshine - their love blossoms in the sky, for all to see. It is bright and awe-inspiring, awash with colour and breathtakingly beautiful, shimmering like nothing on this earth.
But it’s too high, too far although it seems close. And when they tried to reach up to it, tried to grasp it in their hands, it dissappeared like smoke, leaving emptiness in its wake. The very action of reaching causing it to vanish.
It came back - it’ll always come back - but it’ll never be theirs to posses.
Buffy and Spike’s love is like a clam, where one day a tiny grain of sand intruded. And although small, the grain was sharp and jagged and it irritated the clam greatly. So it tried to get rid of it as best it could - carefully and painstakingly smoothing over the nuisance; unseen, secret, unacknowledged. Growing so slowly that it could hardly be noticed.
When after many years they finally opened the clam, inside they found the most beautiful flawless pearl. Smooth, dense, and heavy with the layers of their history - from rough grain of sand to the perfection gleaming softly before them.
Theirs to touch and hold and own - to carry with them, always.
Spike and Angel’s love is like a teddy bear. They found it unexpectedly - all fluffy and new - many, many years ago. But being at that tender and cruel age when teddy bears are seen as the province of sissies and girls, they set about destroying it - tearing off its bow, shaving the fur, poking out an eye... and finally leaving it outside in the harsh weather, where it became soggy with rain and covered in mud.
When the two of them parted, the bear was stowed away in chest; torn, dingy and ignored.
Then one day they met again - much older, wiser and bleaker - and slowly began looking through the chest. Right at the bottom they found the teddy bear and at first they just put it back, uncertain and a bit abashed. Love is supposed to be a thing of beauty, right? But as time went on they thought that maybe they ought to do something a little more... so they cleaned and restored it as best they could, its blemishes rendering it more precious than they knew how to explain.
Now it sits on a shelf in a quiet corner - not hidden, nor on show. And never forgotten.
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Love is... all you guys! Thank you for 2 wonderful years (OMG! Anniversary!) - it feels like much longer, because I can’t really recall what life was like before. You have all become part of my life in a way I could never have imagined and I feel very, very lucky having so many wonderful friends! I hope you like my little thank you foem (not quite a fic, not quite a poem), and I promise to get back you tomorrow - tonight I have internet troubles and a poorly husband...
*hugs and kisses to all*
But it’s too high, too far although it seems close. And when they tried to reach up to it, tried to grasp it in their hands, it dissappeared like smoke, leaving emptiness in its wake. The very action of reaching causing it to vanish.
It came back - it’ll always come back - but it’ll never be theirs to posses.
Buffy and Spike’s love is like a clam, where one day a tiny grain of sand intruded. And although small, the grain was sharp and jagged and it irritated the clam greatly. So it tried to get rid of it as best it could - carefully and painstakingly smoothing over the nuisance; unseen, secret, unacknowledged. Growing so slowly that it could hardly be noticed.
When after many years they finally opened the clam, inside they found the most beautiful flawless pearl. Smooth, dense, and heavy with the layers of their history - from rough grain of sand to the perfection gleaming softly before them.
Theirs to touch and hold and own - to carry with them, always.
Spike and Angel’s love is like a teddy bear. They found it unexpectedly - all fluffy and new - many, many years ago. But being at that tender and cruel age when teddy bears are seen as the province of sissies and girls, they set about destroying it - tearing off its bow, shaving the fur, poking out an eye... and finally leaving it outside in the harsh weather, where it became soggy with rain and covered in mud.
When the two of them parted, the bear was stowed away in chest; torn, dingy and ignored.
Then one day they met again - much older, wiser and bleaker - and slowly began looking through the chest. Right at the bottom they found the teddy bear and at first they just put it back, uncertain and a bit abashed. Love is supposed to be a thing of beauty, right? But as time went on they thought that maybe they ought to do something a little more... so they cleaned and restored it as best they could, its blemishes rendering it more precious than they knew how to explain.
Now it sits on a shelf in a quiet corner - not hidden, nor on show. And never forgotten.
Love is... all you guys! Thank you for 2 wonderful years (OMG! Anniversary!) - it feels like much longer, because I can’t really recall what life was like before. You have all become part of my life in a way I could never have imagined and I feel very, very lucky having so many wonderful friends! I hope you like my little thank you foem (not quite a fic, not quite a poem), and I promise to get back you tomorrow - tonight I have internet troubles and a poorly husband...
*hugs and kisses to all*
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Congratulations on your two year anniversary. I will add your post to my memories. I love it.
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*hugs*
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When after many years they finally opened the clam, inside they found the most beautiful flawless pearl. Smooth, dense, and heavy with the layers of their history - from rough grain of sand to the perfection gleaming softly before them. Yes.. :)
Happy anniversary !
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And thank you!
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xxx
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I love this post! I'm going to save it in my memories. :)
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As always, I am awed by your words and perceptions.
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And 'twas nothing really - I was just having fun with analogies... *g*
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Happy LJ-versary! LJ is definitely a nicer place with you here! :)
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And you also making me blush and stuff... *hugs*
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Happy two year anniversary!
And what a gorgeous banner you've got there. It's new, right? I'm not crazy?
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And yes the banner is new. I'm re-watching S7 (as you might have noticed) and 'Never Leave Me' made me all S7 Spuffy nostalgic so I went looking for a banner. :)
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Aww, my OTP. :)
I'm right there with you!
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Happy anniversary!
*smooches*
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Thank you and *smooches*! :)
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And yes, I really don't know how I coped before. I feel I *must* have known you longer! *g*
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I wanted to make sure that you got the email that I sent you thanking you for your thoughtful gift. I was really excited to receive your print, and I've even had a friend of mine try to steal it from me! I hope all is well in the land of Elisabeth. *smooch*
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I've miiiiiiiiissed you! *holds on tightly*
And yes I got you e-mail!!! I think it was while I was on holiday and thus never got round to replying which is very, very bad of me and I hang my head in shame! *hangs head* But I'm so glad you liked the picture and hopefully it won't get stolen! ;)
*smooches back*
Anniversary
Darcy
Re: Anniversary
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Beautiful description for every kind of love.
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I love them all very much, and I loved writing this because it really helped me work out how they related to each other.
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