Monday, December 7, 2009


As I wake through the dawning sphere. In my mind implanted is a painting of you just to be viewed from afar. How I wish I could touch the gentleness of human flesh ... to be held by strong and warm arms. To be kissed by those sweet soft lips. And the aura of your crazy chemistry makes me long for you ...

What is it in you that captured a grieving heart. What is it in you? That completes the passion of a fragile person? The entire you is a present lent to me. A platinum I will awlays take care of and a diamond to be kept in the wonders and mysteries of my heart.

Dec 13, 2000

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