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Spiralling into unselfish passion
Lovers embrace eternal deisres
Enslaved by her every word
Haunted nightly by the ghost of this love.

A crack in the sky reveals stars at night
Curls of smoke rise to a high ceiling
The light illuminates a passage of flesh
I welcome wakeful nights
Fighting fits of possessiveness.

Caught in a web of memory
Replaying scenes of blissful moments
Wishing...
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mrbaker:
Damn fine work....

"Caught in a web of memory
Replaying scenes of blissful moments
Wishing for resolution of a torn mind
Placing hope in the hands of ancient texts
Passing time in the habit of a drunkard."

Experienced this soooo many times in my last relationship; it was long distance, so the memories became so poignant.

What is that they say "Art uses lies to tell the truth"...sometimes it can use the truth to tell the truth too...
helly:
I see you in chat but you arent saying anythingkiss
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Under stars tonight
I dream of hours with her
Our hearts lost together.
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Rays of sunlight pierce my bedroom window illuminating particles.
But when the light is gone, the dust remains.
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She possesses me with infinite webs of attraction.
Blinded by light through stained glass,
Her figure is cast against a veil of white.

Her eyes tell a tale of guilt and longing.

I caress her coloured hair,
Move to kiss her waiting lips,
And embrace her with deep desire.

Her body wraps around me
As my mind swims with forbidden action.
I breathe her inside...
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Martha Davis (b. 15 January 1951) was a pioneer female artist of the 1970s and 1980s. She foundered the Motels before embarking on an unfortunately brief solo career with the album Policy. Here are some lyrics which have personal significance just now:

"Late at night when no-one can hear me,
I reveal the way I feel pretending you're near me.
You've got somebody,
There's nothing...
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Well, I've finally bought a house! The settlement should happen this week and hopefully I'll be moving in next weekend. Looking forward to it. Finally have my own place to fill up with books and records and lord of the rings toys.
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allyn:
Congrats!!
ooni:
!!!!!!!!!
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I'm going to my nephews 5th birthday party tomorrow. I bought him a toy today that I think he'll like. Oh, to be a kid again. Nothing but fun.

Still looking for a house. No luck yet. Seen a few that I liked but wasn't quick enough to get them. But my loan's been pre-approved so I'm set to go.

I consulted the I Ching...
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"I've got a little place to myself
Up on Stoney Ridge.
I got it made in the shade,
Sleep in 'til the afternoon
In my bed unmade
No-one breathing down my neck.
Black coffee and a shave,
I whistle a little of whatever AM radio plays."

Triffids lyrics that evoke a place I'd like to be sometimes.
faetree:
Not sure how enlightening my old blogs are. I have never actually said much, I find it too hard to open up (in some forums/formats). I never kept diaries for the same reason..and the one time I did, I edited myself.

Maybe you'll find your place on Stoney Ridge one day.
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I always wondered why I'd see so many gorgeous girls with complete dickheads.

Then I heard it in a song:

"Never the rose without the prick..."
lillie_:
I'll let you in on a secret. People are idiots smile