I don’t know if there is any truth in the long-alleged veracity that
Sappho of Lesbos was a lesbian for her passionate poems
about her island filled with beautiful female under-studies!
But I can say I am not a narcissistic homosexual
for loving myself! And I am certainly not a misanthrope
for despising a few Men! I just like you all to know that my love
is not a device to discriminate, but an explosion of innocent
untethered autonomous emotion for a few. Although, I am
not reticent to say that I am not a syncretist! The particularly
inviolate thing about love is that it grows and is further
enamoured and disarmed by appreciation and reciprocity. Nevertheless,
I’ve loved in discretion as well, picking my way out of situations
by accepting or rejecting! God knows this love has been judicious,
even if misunderstood. And here I am to talk about my pets,
whose love is so eternally outlasting of everything, even if their own
material presence is so briefly ephemeral. And I can say to you
God, there is a representation of you in a best friend who cannot
speak to assure us, he/ she is our best friend. But there is so much
emblazoning in the fact that he/ she teaches us in silence that we
can always be Phoenixes no matter the tribulations that seem to get us down!
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