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A Blue Star in Your Eye

On the wings of an eagle, My love for you flies. Soaring higher and higher, And touching the skies.

I reached up above, And pulled a star from the sky. To place it within, Your precious minds eye.

To dwell there forever, As my love for you. On the wings of our love, Enduring and true.

I honor you my darling, With all that I am. Please darling please, Will you be my man?

There are so many things, My heart wants to say. I love you sweetheart, There is no other way.

Love Stories

There once was a heart that was broken, Cast aside as a useless token, Slashed, mashed and torn asunder, Destroyed by one faithless blunder.

Across a dark room eyes wander until gazes stuck, Two souls brought together by fate and luck, Lustful thoughts at moments glance, Heart aflutter as I watch you dance.

A breath of life gently blown into my stillborn chest, To awaken a love I would never have guessed, Like a kiss of heaven brought on moon and stars, So unlikely with you from Venus and I from Mars.

Oh, this passion burns me deep, With these pleasures I can never sleep, Why waste to dream when my dream is real, For with your love my heart you did heal.

Even if our souls are painfully apart, Without doubt you have my heart, This gift I give with latitude, To express my undying gratitude.

i love you baby....

I love America because America trusts me. When I go into a shop to buy a pair of shoes I am not asked to produce my Identity Card. I love it because my mail is not censored. My phone is not tapped. My conversation with friends is not reported to the secret police.

To attract good fortune, spend a new coin on an old friend, share an old pleasure with a new friend, and lift up the heart of a true friend by writing his name on the wings of a dragon.

A friend is one to whom one can pour out all the contents of one's heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that the gentlest of hands will take and sift it, keeping what is worth keeping, and, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away.

There are times when I think that the ideal library is composed solely of reference books. They are like understanding friends-always ready to meet your mood, always ready to change the subject when you have had enough of this or that.

Just a little something.

Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heart of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.

So Dam Much...

I Miss you so dam much. I want you so bad with me i can taste it. I feel your soul... it's all around me,your with me all the time and always will be, you've taken the key to my heart the half to my whole. Baby with you it's like floating on water cause i know you won't let me drown. i can walk on clouds not worring about falling cause i know you'll be there to catch me, you are my wings that i've searching for my whole life,and i have found them in you our loves so strong,people look at us like wear in a fairy tale. and if you must question Know This... the answer is and always will be I DO cause babygurl I Love you with all my heart,Body,Mind and Soul. you are my SoulMate and i'll never let you go... Promise. Love you always and forever, Tim Me...

There is no real me Only an entity Something illusionary And though i can hide my cold gaze And you can shake my hand And feel flesh griping yours And maybe you can even sense That our lifestyles are probably comperable I simply..am not..there!

Sorrow...

If there be sorrow,then let it be for things undone... Undreamed,Unrealized,Unattained,To these add one: Love withheld... Love Restrained.

It's not what you say that defines you,It's what you do and what you do reflects on what you say.

"In the very depths of Hell, do demons not love one another?"

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Past Forgotten

Glimpes of the ages past beckon and taunt my soul. Forever calling and reaching out, sultry hands through time they linger. So unmercifully daunting. They persist in this weary mind. Lost in an era and place. Imploring to find my way home. Into the darkest recessses of the night. They long to share their secrets. Embracing my every thought. Revealing distant memoires. Whispering so softly. Reflecting y sorrow and anguish. Caresses liek a lover solance to my existence. For I was part of his world. His companion his anchor. I am the shadow of his night. I am the shadow of his dreams.

The Demon Within

Though my soul may be set in darkness I shall use it in perfect light. I have loved the stars too fondly to fearful of the night. In every shadow there is light. In every tear, a smile. In death I know there is still life that lingers for a while. In his face, the one with fear trace the one with the red eyes that one who refuses to really cry. The one with the blood all over the place. The one with the small smile on his face. The pleasures he partakes. A smile hidden behind the mask. A smile, one not to ask. A smile hidden in the heart, the one whom lives with a missing part. Only in the memories the red eye will soften, only past the mask can you see what's true. The mask of emptiness the mask of coldness. The mask as hard as gold. A dark mask for a dark heart. But if you are enlightened enough and look beyond the red eyes, what you will see will make you cry. You will see an angel fly. You will see a wounded heart die, you will sea an angel behind a demon's eye.

All my life

It was not so long ago when I thought I'd never meet someone like you. Wrong was I, thinking I'm in control Believing I'd never fall.

All my life I thought no one would melt a heart like mine, a heart so cold, a heart hardened by the past, protected by shields so vast.

Slowly I was falling without even knowing. Only to find out too late I have no choice but to accept my fate.

I could dream, I suppose forever, I could hope there will never be any 'us', that's our destiny so I wake up to reality.

I lied when I said I didn't love you, that my feelings for you are through.

I lied not because I wanted to but because I love you and I still do.

I wouldn't do a thing to hurt you but I just have to let go. I can't hold on much longer 'coz for us there's no forever.

I millions of time

i have seen you a million times And every time I see you I fall in love with you all over again My heart starts to race My frown turns into a smile And all my worries are now in my past When you smile at me my heart melts You give the sweetest hugs Every time you hug me Your smile is like a new day Your sense of humor is like no other The ability you have to make me smile Is all you need you love me Your laugh is so soft and sweet Just looking in your eyes Makes me melt inside Your lips look so soft Soft enough to kiss You, yourself relive me from all pain Your hands are as soft as a pillow The way you comfort me is amazing Every time we say good-bye I start to cry I say good-bye to you too many times I said good-bye to you a million times

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I Think of you when the rain falls I Think of you when the sky turns from orange to blue I Think of you when the sun sets of colors I Think of you when the ocean splashes against the rocks I Think of you when my feet are wet from sand I Think of you when the cool breeze runs down my spine I Think of you when the day begins and ends I Think of you when i close my eyes and dream, I Think of you...

As i cry the rain falls faster, What would happen if i stopped, What would happen if i went away would i be missed... Does it rain because i cry or do i cry because it rain...

I sit here writing this letter telling all i can bare hoping someone will care,I sit alone writing my story. This letter is of sad tone it tells of people with hearts of stone,I sit alone in silence alone with my thoughts. I despise the silence it's driving me mad and i sit and wonder am i loved then it comes in the form of thunder he's coming to get me. he's coming for my soul, my lonely heart. He speaks to me in a whisper, I sit in silence, i sit in aww,staring at this monstrous beast. He leaves me there to return another day, as the silence falls i know he'll return i'll look out for him. Remember his words i sit here knowing no one will see this letter, This letter to no one...

This Is My Creed To You

I feel your torment I feel your pain to finally find a love that shall remain. The painstaking torture and searching is driving you to the edge of insanity. The empty desires, aroused by the flames that burn down deep within your soul. The passion the engulfs your every waking moment. Waiting and watching yet staying so far away. Seek no longer. For you have found that which you have been looking for. May the fire of your passion lead us on a journey of ecstasy and bliss. Shall it burn brightly..within each kiss, touch, bite, and pain I shall take into myself knowing that it is meant with passion and eroticism..To send me to knew heights. When fear sling's it's flaming arrows you have taught me how to take refuge within your friendship. Your voice with its gentle but firm tones has found away to reach through my layers of confusion helping me to believe within this lifestyle, helping me to face each morning without the pain of missing you. Through this process as it stands you have carefully guided me out of the darkness right into the warmth of the life you have to offer and for that I will cherish you forever. You have made me feel safe and secure knowing that I have been lost but now found. You are truly my master for eternity..I will gladly give you all that I have, and yet still fall short, of what you have done for me!

In The Night

The sun it fades by the window she waits for the shadow that comes to fill her night. He comes on the wind during a cold winters night. His smile radiant, he eyes memorizing. His touch soft and gentle. He shall bath her with love, from the very first sight. So bright he showed her the fire that burns through out his veins. He hid his fangs all to well. As her blood he did lust. Her moans were soft, as he fangs they sank deep. The pulse of her jugular against his lips beat fast. He drank not with greed for his love runs deep. The heat of her blood seeping warmth down his throat brings him to life till the morning light. Like the darkness of night he fades fast away as dawn fills her room. Alone she will wait till he comes once again like a mist in the dark to fill her with love from his gentle cold touch. Her blood he will drink to brink him new life. To fill him with warmth each and every night by the window she'll wait, till the sun it does fade for her lover's return, her undying devotion for him, shall never fade.

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