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NEWEST ************************** Thursday, Jun. 30, 2005 - 3:42 a.m. ************************** "There are things in this world that make me cry;" "There are things in my head I dare not touch;" "There are reasons why I don’t;" "There are too many questions;" "There are not enough answers;" "There are never enough answers;" "These are just words;" "They
are here for you..."
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"Happy
Birthday To Me!!
Today is my birthday and since it is I would like to break with tradition and give a
gift to someone else who means a lot to me. This is for you Baby
Girl."
Damien *********************************************************** “So often we look at a calendar of days as merely a symbol of the passage of time. We forget why we are on this Earth. We forget that there is a reason for all of the pain and all of the struggle. We forget that we were put on Earth to learn something. If everything were perfect in this life, we would never learn anything new. We would not be able to elevate our spirits through the events that happen to us.” *********************************************************** I think of you as the most beautiful lover, with lips I love to kiss too much, And flesh I cannot touch enough. You move instinctively beyond the curve of my asking
smile, Offering yourself on the altar as my vehicle for physical exile. Here is where you entertain my need to feed. Where you shed your residue and become my private dance with decadence. You, spread before me, arms wide, deeper breath, body squirming beneath my fingertips. You, shining, hard reflecting skin. Sliding your way through me, extending, vibrating, lifting me from my knees, pulling off veils, uncoiling streams of fire, detaching me from the helix of thought and holding me within
Lover's arms. You gather me to the brink of your spilling gift and deliver me when you submit, through the way you never end, and through the way you begin again. I catch you in the back of my throat. Honey viscid and warm delight I am outside, I am in, I am somewhere I have never and always been I am deported, I am separate, I am part of, I am received. I will not miss one drop of milky rain that will cleanse and resurrect my voice. Liquid you, adhesive to my bones, opens the gates to my million sighs and decorates them with pearly wings that will bring me everything. Gossamer whipping potions punctuating my incantation Communion announces my truth. And truth becomes my wisdom. I am cast out with those words, dispersed, and then returned This is the sweetness that sequesters me to the serpentine spiral. This, the drink that brightens my holy divine and replenishes my strength. Milky silkiness dissolving on my tongue. You taste better than any kind of man made freedom. Do you know your supreme gift is this sanctuary you give? My beautiful lover, My beloved, My winged one, My revered. You are the Haven, the sorcereress, the pathway, the messenger, the host, my perfect portal My Union You my beautiful lover.
You tend to have a good way of expressing yourself with words, certainly in a manner that is clear and understandable.
You have a good chance of success in fields requiring skill with words.
You can be very dramatic in your presentation and you may be a good actor or a natural mimic.
You have a vivid imagination that can assist you in becoming a good writer or story-teller.
Strong in your opinions, you always tend to think you are on the right side of an issue.
There may be a tendency to scatter your energies and have a lot of loose ends in your work.
You may have significant artistic talent and be very creative.
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