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missing you As I sit outside on this warm sunny day I am thinking of you while watching the trees sway. The wind, blowing as soft as your gentle kiss on my lips caresses me. My heart aches for you I miss you so much. It seems like an eternity since last we touched. I remember the feel of our bodies entwined. your heart beating wildly with mine. These memories ... so sweet and wonderful remain vivid as if frozen in time. When I close my eyes I can see your smiling face and the love that it implies.You are in my thaoghts each day and every night you steal my dreams away. You are the reason for my smile and these feelings that reach across the miles. I want to wake each morning to your loving face and fall asleep each night safe in your warm embrace. When I am with you the world is in harmony. There are no words to describe the effect you have on me. I cannot begin to thank you, for your love makes me whole and without it I would be so alone.You are the answer to my every prayer, to my every wish upon a star. A part of me is there with you, where ever you are. There is one thing I can swear is true and that is with my entire self ... I LOVE YOU!! |
Love Can when love comes in it leaves it's marks on even the strongest and hardest of hearts. Love can scale even the highest of walls and in due time even make them fall. Love can weed through your defences like a thief in the night and make even the things you swore you'd never do seem right. Love can cut you to the core and still make you long for more. Love brings happiness, joy and pain. It can dry your tears or make them fall like rain. Love can be a dangerous thing. It makes you blind to the truths that later bring you pain. Love can also be a wonderful thing. Like a beautiful flower that blossoms in spring with healing powers to mend the deepest wounds and if it's true it can make your heart sing. But you know what they say, All good things must come to an end. Then where does that leave you??? Hurting all over again. | ||||||||||||||||
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No End The rain beats down and sets the stage for this dreary existance that we call life. We move through each day like puppets on a string being controlled by a higher existance we know only as fate. What is the meaning of it all? It's all just one big maze. When will we find the end? Where do we find peace in a world where children are taught to hate and trust is a thing of the past? Where people are seperated by the color of their skin and no one gets along? Is there just no end? | |||||||||||||||||
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