kytar1

An the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping,
I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in
thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of
air
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me
there.
And tell me our love is remember'd even in the sky.

Then I sing the...
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Wow, its February again and V-day is just around the corner. I hope everyone has been shot by cupid and they have found their other half. May your Valentine's be sweet, kind and long lasting, with more to come in the future.

Well, it's 2005, a whole new journey in time. A whole new start, new experiances, new friendships and new dreams, what a rush.

I hope all of you had a great new years and may all your dreams come true.

Far out, the weekend is here. I think I'm going to hit the city tonight and check out some local bands. Maybe I can have my family watch the little one for a couple of hours. I hope it warms up this weekend, it would really suck if it got to cold tonight, wouldn't be able to have to much fun.

Well, time to get ready for another week at the sweat shop. A week like no other, we have a Holiday at the end. This means that we all have to work another weekeend. I will have to face another weekend without the little lady.

WOW,
I thank the higher power from above this week is over. I need a shot of the strongest stuff from the back shelf I can get my hands on tonight. Its been nothing but a pissing contast all week at work and all the big wigs have been pissing on everyone shoes. Nobody seems to know when to back down but know it's my...
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To clasp you now and feel your head close-pressed,
Scented and warm against my beating breast;
To whisper soft and quivering your name,
And drink the passion burning in your frame;
To lie at full length, taut, with cheek to cheek,
And tease your mouth with kisses till you speak
Love words, mad words, dream words, aweet senseless
words,
Melodious like notes of mating birds;...
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Oh what a wonderful day. I went and picked up the Little one from my parents yesturday. This mornig we slept in while the rain drops danced on our flat top roof. We then got up and had breakfast together, an event she's not always into. I asked her if she enjoyed her visit with my parents, she said I love Pappa and Grandma, I...
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My Infelice's face, her brow, her eye,
The dimple on her cheek; and such sweet skill
Hath from the cunning workman's pencil flown,
False colours last after the true be dead.
Of all the roses grafted on her cheeks,
Of all the graces dancing in her eyes,
Of all the music set upon her tongue,
Of all that was past woman's excellence
In her white...
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The desire in the female for the male
is so that they may perfect each other's work.

God put desire in man and woman
in order that the world should be preserved by this union.

God instills the desire of every part for the other:
from their union, creation results.

And so night and day are in mutal embrace:
they appear to be opposites, even...
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Cupid and my Campaspe play'd
At cards for kisses-- Cupid paid:
He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows,
His mother's doves, and team of sparrows;
Loses them too; then downhe throws
The coral of his lip, the rose
Growing on 's cheek(but none knows how)
With these, the crystal of his brow,
And then the dimple of his chin:
All these did my Campaspe win....
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When the beautiful star of the West moves on,
A lonely gem, through the fields of air;
When the last faint flush of the sum- light's gone
And no beam but her own are shinning there;
Steal through the shades of the twilight love!
The spell of that gentlest hour to prove.

I sinks on the spirit like some sweet balm,
Shed o'er us from...
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