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Tempo
There is a rythem, I am sure of it, but I am too far gone to find it.
A kind of dance you lead me in.
There is a reason to this madness you make me feel.
Every touch, word, look, all of it is planned.
All of it has a sense of beat.
But I am too far gone in pleasure to figure it out.
I will leave it to you to make such music as you play me like an instrument.
And I don't mind as you conduct me as if I were a masterpiece.
letting go...beautifully
letting go...beautifully expressed, like a waltz!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you, very very much.
Thank you, very very much. ^///^
Blushing,
UnpurePleasures
Her hand in mine reminds me that I am human, I am loved, I will always be. Because sometimes... sometimes I forget. I get lost in the darkness of my mind. But she will hold my hand and I can see again. She isn't a light in the dark, she is THE light. ~BC~
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Thankful,
UnpurePleasures
Her hand in mine reminds me that I am human, I am loved, I will always be. Because sometimes... sometimes I forget. I get lost in the darkness of my mind. But she will hold my hand and I can see again. She isn't a light in the dark, she is THE light. ~BC~