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you and i you are the light by which i see i am the soul that makes you smile you are the lips that my kisses were made for i am the hand for you to always hold you are the home that keeps me in comfort i am the world in which you wish to live you are the day that i wake up for i am the time that you want to spend happy you are lover that i've always wanted i am the friend who will never leave your side you are the taste that never makes me empty i am the sound you always want to hear you are the song constantly in my head i am the poem written from your heart you are the vision i find most beautiful i am the heat that keeps you warm at night you are the companion that never leaves me lonely i am the embrace that will hold you forevermore you are the peace that allows me to sleep in heaven i am the trust you hold 'til eternity. you are the air that i breathe in sweetly i am the star that you can hang your hopes upon you are the voice that always finds me listening i am the path for you to walk along you are the passion that keeps me healthy i am the drink that will save you from thirst you are the feeling i've looked for all my life i am the partner with whom you're supposed to be you are the woman i want most in my life i am the man you've been waiting for you are the soul that makes me smile always i am the light by which you see...always. 26 aug 99 |
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small parts to a whole every bit. the looks i get, the touch, the sweetest kisses ever. it's the nothings she says that mean so much. whether i'm with her, right there or miles away, there is one thought constantly in my head... i love her...and always will. 24 aug 99 these days not feeling them pass only an accumulation of moments dear and touching, priceless and satisfying; these days with you. that voice, uttering my name, i get chills yet remain warmed. tapping into life's most precious time, unhesitating, i now bloom my soul. near, even in hours when we cannot touch neverending will be these days with you. 17 aug 99 |
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small one over the other turned then opposite if is all even. pulled, drawn, closer...closer still the face lifts, opens, brightens, to greet the other, tilted and beckoning. welcoming, sensing, the taste of fruit, the heat of skin, the wonder of touch, nice. pulling back only to take another look, then repeating this action; endlessly. 8 aug 99 |
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definite words looking, each into the other knowing, there are no words for this hands feel frantically yet, calculated... it's home, it's pure, it is perfect. joined, and no need for posing questions for there are no words for this each elated in the moment sure that the moment know no end comfortingly casual poised deep with one another before greatness, before passion's intensity, amidst perfection simple explanations standing on the heart's complexity captured in silence for there are no words for this. 10 aug 99 |
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"i see it now...i focus and wait" | |||||||||||||||||||