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Dream Dust
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Dream Dust |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon 
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I turned in my bed to see my lovers face his eyes moving quickly somewhere off in space. He smiled, then sighed then he reached up his hand I thought, where is he as he walks in dreamland? He seemed to be reaching for some unseen ghost yet with a look of love like he desired it most. His hand then closed he seemed to hold tight to whatever it was he had grabbed in the night. I nudged him just then and when he came awake I said, "My darling what did your hand take"? I asked him to show me, "open it you must" when he did I was amazed as it contained dream dust. Sparkles of the dream that had played in his head now fell, floating downward onto the bed. I realized in that moment how much I loved this man who could grab on to a dream and hold it in his hand. WhiteRose Love Seduces Joy From The Heart |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (big hugggsssssss) Oh Anne, this is soooooo beautiful, sweet friend, I love it, and may your love always offer you sweet dreams and hold them gently in the palm of his hand with trust! (sigh) This is lovely, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Anne, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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