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I love to create and destroy and love and hate and answer and question. everything here is me. i am one of a kind.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Her Laugh

Her laugh always brings a smile to my face.
it always makes me feel better, even if just in the slightest.
i melt at her very touch, even in the lightest
soft skin, soft sin
come home my dear
come home to your love.

i am off to brave to cold at work for today, only a 4 hour shift though, so im not as worried about it as i normally would be. these subzero temperatures pale in comparison to the cold in my heart without you.

the door is always open for you to return home my darling, with wide open arms waiting for you to fill them with love and compassion and intimacy.

love never truly dies,
not true love.

words of wisdom from a fool.

honestly and always yours,

<3

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