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The Master of My Dreams
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The Master of My Dreams |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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The Master of My Dreams I entered my darkness, alone in the midnight blues, preparing myself for the heat of this night. Bathed in moonlit kisses, vanilla softness, smoothed fragrance applied to all... tempting your senses, calling to you, awaiting your tall form to myst my world. Still, I am learning: your wants, desires, needs, temperament, always left wondering, thrilled by the anticipation of what may come, warmed by the memories of what has ...and allthemore... never being enough. I am a slave to my thoughts, as you master my dreams and reign upon me. Being in love with you, makes me greedy. I give my heart to you, wounded and in mending need. My many good-byes tear at me, are a front for hurt. Useless, are my words, from deep within. They come forth, spilling out, wanting to be heard, to be felt. And the greatest fear in me is that you will take them with you one day and go... ~Wynter *Once in a ...Blue Moon "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (edited 05-04-2001).] |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Always sad when feelings of love and caring grow and find no place to properly express themselves...James |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Wow. Welcome back to writing, sore muscles and all  Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
JamesMichael If I was in Hawaii I don't think I would ever be sad or lonely...nature's suroundings would pacify me ..thank you James Interloper Is it as hot there as it has been here lately...I am only sore in heart, my muscles are fine...hmmmmm unless I take to bike riding today..(my first of the year) then I may be sore..every direction is uphill to return here ... haaaaaaaa ..sounds like my life..care to join me?  ~Wynter falling into Spring "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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