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Friday, July 17, 2009

Real life with You part I

I have brought home food, I am tired, and need a neck rub. You are sitting on the deck as I swing around into the drive. As I park and get out of the car, you see in my eyes how tired I am, but the white bags I have brought smell wonderful and you are hungry. As I walk up the steps you disapeare... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

i needed a nap about 8 i took one i needed some food about 10 i ate some. i needed you a moment ago and now, what can i do? Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 6, 2009

Today's Demons.

Rapidly disintegrating me. cars, too as old as the people driving them. A father who won't go to the MD. Ever. "If you love me, you will understand" I love him and I need him to exist. Who understands this? A son whom I adore, who occasionally acts like a brother in law I can't stand. Another son... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, July 5, 2009

Greed

i want emotion needy greedy for your entire being. ironic in that i have this but want it from you instead. Hypocrisy accepting cherishing one with hope of receiving the other. Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, July 4, 2009

I want sex. I want lust. Merging with another soul on every level. blind, but seeing everything i reach for you. softly you are at the end of my fingertips. rigidly you demand i feel. giving in i accept my self. finally without end. Sign in to see full entry.

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My Presence.

i do not increase you. my leaving does not make you less. gain from my presence forget my absence. my body is not yours. sharing it is a choice I make deliberately. love is this. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

power

you strengthen me with your need touch my ache making me arch wet with just a whisper invaded differentiated magnified in your lust. created in your thought opening mind spreading flesh fingering shapes and colors. My body under your spell fuller taunting you to take, everything else forgotten as... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, June 18, 2009

enough

It should be noted here that both being of water sign and residing in intelligence that most would not comprehend at such an early stage, their banter was of itself enough. She would not know how much this affected her until she recognized the lack of such in other people's chatter. Sign in to see full entry.

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Spring

Intelligent and kind with a streak of something he couldn't control, hadn't been able to. He wrote through it. she understood this. She had written through her empathy for as long as she could remember in blessed defense of the feelings she absorbed from all sides. A way to purge. That entire spring... Sign in to see full entry.

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Courtyards & Guitars

...By the time she remembered, she was already in deep trouble. A courtyard night, boys and girls from both dorms, a friend playing guitar. She would later realize who the real guitar player was, but for now a fuzzy buzz and a subtle mingle made the music better. Silly songs, careless singing,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Used to be in mature blog, but I told you I was ...Not sure if it will end up being all that mature. Gonna try Relationship section for a while. Perhaps my immature look at love, sex, getting older (don't let that throw you off the sex, guys) and relationships. Covers it all don't you think.

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