Precious ----,
This cold heat between us goes misunderstood by chemists, these stares of passion refuted as lustuous hungering. Of course, it's always physical to the wise -- so they aren't so wise after all.
If only you could see yourself as I see you. The twinkle in your stunning eyes as your smile tips off a domino effect throughout the room. An inner beauty shining so brightly, that beauty herself feels like an abused rag doll passed down from generation to generation. What do you mean you fall short? Your faults don't trip me nor does my head wrap around them.
I could not dethrone you for the life of me.
Your words echo in my ears - a soothing theme song to your face flickering like a dying bulb before me. The camcorder in me plays on maximum overdrive, sifting through all the joyous yellows, sparky reds and uprooted ebonies of our times.
When another moment is another eternity and an hour is all we have, let me sprinkle over you like confetti and we will rise as balloons. My hand squeemishly clasping yours will melt away your logic, light your judgement aflame and assure you there's nothing wrong with this love. So grab the reins and together, we'll take chance for a spin.
After all, we've only one shot before the moon beckons you to go, again - and the videotape resumes itself.
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A Paean to Love!
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Professions of Heart and Soul reverberate to Helicon to Honor the Gift of
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I have been touched by "Unworthy of the Pedastal {Prose #1} for its honesty
and beauty of Purity of Love.
With Gratitude and Love,
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If only you could see yourself as I see you. The twinkle in your stunning eyes as your smile tips off a domino effect throughout the room. An inner beauty shining so brightly, that beauty herself feels like an abused rag doll passed down from generation to generation. What do you mean you fall short? Your faults don't trip me nor does my head wrap around them.
This is absolutely beautiful.
Thank-you for entering my contest. 
good luck.
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Life, love, all the important things are subjective and we find in them things no one else can see. That is how it should be and no other can judge us or our feelings having never seen the world from our eyes.
If only we could all see each other as those who love us see us and love ourselves as we are loved. Love absolute and unconditional can not be wrong.
This is so well written and expresses such vivid emotion. Excellent.
Garrison
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Aww.
Actually, I quite liked this.
"If only you could see yourself as I see you. The twinkle in your stunning eyes as your smile tips off a domino effect throughout the room. An inner beauty shining so brightly, that beauty herself feels like an abused rag doll passed down from generation to generation. What do you mean you fall short? Your faults don't trip me nor does my head wrap around them.
I could not dethrone you for the life of me."
I know someone like that. -grins-
Anyway. This is lovely. CLAPPIES!
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