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Euphoria |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland 
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Forgive me of my foolishness Understand these thoughts. Crawling in the sheets with Keys under lock, us children In summer bliss from Noon to the end of the day, our Garden is so beautiful, come celebrate. Youth passes quickly, Over such a short time, Universes fade, but never us. Instantly we are one Superior in motive. All I desire Love and Lust, you are all I desire. Intense…. desires burning Ever turning, Scandals played In our flirting haze. Red bows for this season Eternal joy wrapped in the depth of your arms "an afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree the hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women". Patti Smith |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Some Christmas delights just won't remain under a tree... well done Brian... |
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maxtec1 Senior Member
since 2000-12-09
Posts 577Garland, Tx |
Very good writing. i enjoyed the read. Love and life, Richard |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This brought me back to a day, brian, one that I cherish always...and to keep it PG, let's just say? It was the first and only time, that I ever rolled in the arms of pure bliss...and yes, that is what I'm thinking of while another "he" watches wrestling...grin...thank you, for the euphoric re-play. and hey? If y'have the time, drop me an e---would love to hear about your adventures/misadventures at college. C'mon, we'll swap a few stories, and I bet I still can kick butt at quarter bounce...(gotta catch it on an edge...)Hugs to me Irish bud. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Forgive me of my foolishness Understand these thoughts. Crawling in the sheets with Keys under lock, us children In summer bliss from Noon to the end of the day, our Garden is so beautiful, come celebrate. Youth passes quickly, Over such a short time, Universes fade, but never us. ================ desires burning Ever turning, Scandals played In our flirting haze. Red bows for this season Eternal joy wrapped in the depth of your arms ============= so..ya got your Christmas gift early huh?  *smile* ...very very cool poem Bri-gator you must have been very good this year  I need to put some Euphoria on my Xams wish list...that and a MUSE that sticks around  so great to see your name here ... another gift given early later-lusty-gator eve Some people find subtlety in strangers if you find anything~let me in Your eyes~you see everything my eyes~I see it all together now~and I know |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Enjoyed Brian...very nice indeed.  ~Victoria~ A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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poutprincess Senior Member
since 2000-07-06
Posts 735Perth, Western Australia, Australia |
oh you know i loved this! looks like an email is coming your way about this... ~Dawn "Like a soul without a mind, in a body without a heart, Im missing every part." Unfinished Sympathy-Massive Attack |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
send some of this my way......it's wonderful! "If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you." Winnie the Pooh |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Karliea, yes I hope so, I will be watching my stocking eagerly. Thanks for reading. Richard, thank you. serenity, well I know where to go to give the R rated version, keep a close eye on the adult forum. thanks for the reply. Jan, well I haven't got the gift yet but I am praying Santa will be able to bring it to me. thanks for reading. Victoria, thanks for reading. Dawn, just a preview of your Christmas present. enjoy, it is wrapped up with a lovely bow. thanks for readingKathleen, no I am feeling greedy, ok if there any left over maybe. thanks. "In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no more As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor" Joy division |
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