...all I *really* want is you.
I miss you, kitten. More than you know.


Arched ParchmentPerfect elegance beneath me giggles sweetly brush caresses skinArched Parchment


La MerBlue in blue, brace by brace Stands true the stalwart sea She, a silent vigil bears, through the ages Her tides rise and fall with empires,La Mer
armies crash like her waves upon the shore, She was when what once was, was.
When what is to be shall be, she will be. No man may tame her fury,
And no man deserves her caress.


Jazz ManPushing together tables, Pulling up chairs,Jazz Man
Ordering a pair of doubles-- Did you want something too?
Giggles and chuckles insulate us from the other patrons,
keep our most intimate thoughts from our salads,
let us whisper into our soups about your beauty, or the shining stars
fallen into your eyes. The trumpeter trumpets, The band plays us a sweet melody, &nbs


KaliI kneel, bowing toward the idol, smoke wafting from incense purchased with my last bit of coin.Kali
I pray, calling on this goddess before me,
crying out to her thorugh
this weak flesh frame, straining my soul to be heard.
I cry, wondering if she's heard my plea, with no way of knowing if this smooth brass
--
"Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another"
--
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each day's a gift and not a given right
And try to take the path less traveled by.
What's worth the price is always worth the fight
Every second counts 'cause there's no second try
'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life.
--
« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
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We can leave your friends behind
Cause your friends dont dance
And if they dont dance
Well they're no friends of mine
Say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Because you're one far behind
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゜・。☆||~>[Love is the enchanted dawn of every heart.]<~||☆。・゜
Or perhaps I do- youve told me everything,
Plumbing the depths of your psyche through your words,
Sounding out the rocks and shoals your heart keeps breaking up against.
If I met you on the street, Id never know your face-
Wouldnt know you from any name in a poetry book-
Yet my heart breaks for you, like it never did for Shelley or Browning,
You, a singular soul searching for meaning in a fogbound night,
Unable to see the single star that clouds never veil.
Wont you look up?
My dear ~ShadowsQuill commended you to me. I'm rather glad.
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Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre,
mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað.
Will shall be the sterner, heart the bolder,
spirit the greater as our strength lessens.
-The Battle of Maldon
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"Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another"
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"Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another"
--
Freckle, freckle what makes you so special?
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