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Just like my dream, you came to me,

embraced my soul, so naturally,

I held your head, against my breast,

no words were needed,

this was best.



I was lost in your eyes,

no one knew our disguise,

I needed you to hold me tight,

Your hands caressed me through the night,

a lonely lover's paradise.

I don't know why it happened, but the first time was like a thorn that pricked my heart, the warm blood ran down my breast, he tasted, one single drop, He took in the essence of my soul and left me with a lethargic feeling of ecstasy, so sexually erotic. I breathed in all that he is, his scent lingered, in my mind long after it was over. Now when he is not near, my mind remembers the smell, taste, and touch, I am bound to him in ways beyond this world.

He is my love

It comes so unexpectedly,

how do we know if it is real.

It makes you weak.

It makes you strong.

It fulfills that longing, and that empty feeling inside.

Love cannot truly be defined.

It passes all understanding, all reasoning.

It gives you renewed hope, and cuts like the sharpest knife.

It conquers fears, and shifts views.

When love is misused it takes you down to the depths of despair.

Love is power, it controls and consumes everything in its path

The days drag by so endlessly, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel, just to purge my soul, and tread slowly towards the light.

The dreams still come like a wing of a bird, fluttering The realm of reality, they show me the way, they show me the truth, at first I was afraid of the intensity, of the things I saw, but as each night passes I learned to flow with them, to gain much insight and knowledge, now they are a part of me, sometimes they come even when I am not asleep, like pictures flashing in my mind. As each truth is revealed, I wait for it's conclusion to take place. Some have told me it is the Indian heritage, some have told me it is the Irish heritage, that is embedded in me from birth. where ever it comes from, it will not leave. The flight of this bird soars ever higher.

Sometimes simplicity is best. It doesn't overwhelm, it doesn't expect to much, but it flows on an easy path and takes you farther than you thought possible, it will humble you.

I have been so busy lately, i have so many stories to share that I don't know where to start but as I gather my thoughts in the next few days i will put them on here for you to read. Everyone have a great day Love you all.