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| A mere thought� {a. cardy} -copywritted august 15 2000- I think of him in the dead of night. Not cold, relaxed, or suffering. And when comes the dawn anew, I smile and think of him once more. may. 31st. |
| To think... {a.p.c.} -copywritted august 15 2000- How am I to him? In his eyes do I shimmer or glow. How is he to me. In my eyes does he not sparkle & shine. So consiquential is to be, happy in his arms. To risk, to end, everything that i know to have him mine. I think of him & that alone is marvelous. |
| With Him. {a.c.} -copywritted august 15 2000- I spent all weekend in his arms. Harmonious tunes plunge through my head upon the mere thought of him. When he's near me, all I can do is fly. When he's away, all I am is lost. He takes my breath, as I relent & give myself to him. Happily he takes me, & i am happy to be took. How I fear to love him, & then his hand sweeps across my face & I am his. His blissful enrapturement keeps me feeling lighter than air. When I am with him, I feel everything. |
| Him. -copywritted august 15 2000- He throws me off guard. The simplicity wich is he alludes my complex demeanor. He binds my mind to only thoughts of him. To dive into hiss trust would break me to fall to pieces. And in falling, maybe we'll find happiness together. |
| Consuming me. -copywritted august 15 2000- Everywhere; I see your name, your face. If you wake up & the first thing you think of is writing, they say you should be a writter. Well, then what if the first thing I think of is you... |
| My heart is pounding & all i want to do is run into your arms! Tears fall as my ears are struck with sounds from Romeo & Juliet. And my heart's struck with sounds of your name. |
| "My heart is bound; compelled in rapture." |
| We touched, walking past each other merely to touch the other. We kissed, passionately enough to draw forth powers unknown to me. His arms, took me in like a beacon of light, loving & warm. His skin, softer to touch than it is to see. Thou art beautiful though I am merely bias. Were I to fall any harder my impact would demolish buildings. -copywritted august 15 2000- |
| "I hear you on the windy, your voice arouses my senses to depths I can not believe." |
| "Things change, and with change comes a new light."-kat.-��� paw prints.... |
| His name... When I am with him, music fills my mind. Or is it my heart. So locked I can not tell anymore. I begin to speak his name & my heart squeeses the breath from my body. I speak it, & like glass it shatters. Shimmering it cascades to the floor below. His name fills my mind and without it I can only cry. -copywritted august 15 2000- |
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