Eros

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Love munificently, while there is still time.
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The waters of life hold not the wellspring of thought,

For in their turquoise a breath can never be caught;

I long for immersion, for soon my fountains will pour not.

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DavidChirkoDavidChirkoalmost 4 years agoAuthor
Elucidation

To williamesquire:

I was referring to "Eros" as a life drive. What I am saying is that life doesn't always give anyone what they desire--even though they may think it does. Therefore, when a person doesn't acquire what they are seeking, they start to believe life has lost its meaning for them.

- David

williamesquirewilliamesquirealmost 4 years ago

I couldn't grasp the meaning Eros is Greek for desire or appetite yet you mention the water of life..... I can detect some sadness but can't tie it to anything.

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowalmost 4 years ago

very well done, not with the forgetful heat of the loins the but an ever excited mind