

This Is ItThis Is ItThis Is It
If I could only
Stop crying and laughing And shouting my victory On the inside Maybe I could savour it And carress it And use the myriad Of phrases and Ideas and metaphors That would be appropriate For this, but I Can't for the tears And the mirth and The beauty, Perfection, Sublime, ultimate Enormous and totally Helplessly, Stupidly, Utopian Love that I am now Experiencing. I know now, My God I can Tell all and know
What it is and now Move myself to weeping  


The FallThe FallThe Fall
You'd think that
I'd learn by now Have some control, Some respect, Some command, Influence Upon my unruly developments, Yet all is in vain For the fall seems Never ending. I'm in adoration of
You again and I Don't know how it can Stop, Especially considering you
And I And the circumstances that Come to meet us. So I'll listen to music that
Moves me to tears And see the montage of You and I, The splicing of my desires On to the crackling soundtrack Of my love for you. I


The HeatThe HeatThe Heat
My skirt clings to my legs
In the heat. I look at him, and I feel The garment crease between
My hands as they Run over it. Seeing the sweat run down His forehead, I can smell The clean scent of
His clothes through the Warm air. Watching him is wanting to Be, to touch, to fall into
Him. Shutting your eyes And seeing his lips in Your eyelids, and you wish He would wash over you Like an emerald wave. I shiver despite the heat, The smooth skin of
His neck calling to
My twitching hands. And
tell me what you think
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the rose has guided me to the direction of my destiney
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the rose has guided me to the direction of my destiney
Oh, by the way, I just glanced at your profile...
Favourite Movie: "City of Angels"
Hahahaha, Sarah you old softy!
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"... you old knuckle-head conglomerate!" - Arj Barker
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Weave a circle round him thrice
And close your eyes with holy dread;
For he on honeydew hath fed
And drunk the milk of paradise.
-Coleridge, S.T. "Kubla Kahn"
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We're so pretty
Oh so pretty
We're vacant
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"... you old knuckle-head conglomerate!" - Arj Barker
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"... you old knuckle-head conglomerate!" - Arj Barker
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I just killed a clown.
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