Do what you must and know that you will be missed. Do what you must but, do not stay away too long. Do what you must knowing that you are leaving a saddend void.
and know in your heart that in the world of virtual lovers you are always there and we are here.
Remember, as you have written so be it:
"Above me, the ceiling’s texture,
countless bumps reminding me of
those roads traveled over goose
flesh with a giggle..
Beside me, flower upon flower,
swaying in my mind’s eye, of
a meadow’s frolic.
Beneath me, the warmth of a sun’s
rays, the softness of cotton clouds,
the image of sheer and silkiness
in skin clothed...wanting...
Around me, the fragrance of shoulders
white as passion rose within the throes
of lovers dancing.
You were there among those clouds,
dancing on the meadow, lying
sensually upon a silken bed.
I still feel your presence within the
rumpled sheer. The musk of you
filling my senses.
Come again my love, that the moon
might smile and blush the rose. As
nails trace and lace rustles the
warmth of you...
Thank for all your wonderful poetry and shining your light on me.
[This message has been edited by SimplyGold (07-21-2003 03:14 PM).]