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    StadiaMania said:

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    Excuse me,

    As I attempt to conjure the words to say..

    For ones without grace and allurement have no place within.

    Come there, out of the shade in which you reside..
    Allow me to grasp each of your most distant thoughts.
    And share the sensuous burden, lying heavy on your mind..

    Tonight, you shall be my gift.
    My art.
    My muse.

    My subtle critique of your angelic features will be painted on the sky's canvas..
    Neatly sketched in array with deep shades of autumn's twilight..
    To which my eyes shall solely comprehend.

    Let tonight be the night of our letting go..
    May this evening guide us closer into this undoubted attraction..
    And let the night draw us closer together.
    Magnet-like in connection..

    Let me forget your past..
    And remember our future..
    For time holds no limit to the moments of respiration I'd gladly do without, to see you smile..

    Let me interpret the story that lives across your eyes..
    And read the secrets that your posture usually dissolves.

    Teach me your ways..

    Let your voice be as the thundering clouds..
    Humming a quiet symphony above us.

    Often the rains give no heed to your contentment..
    And bring about the puddles that splash upon your heels.
    Already leaving your gaze scattered along the sidewalk..

    I hope that someday you may come to realize, that no other reflection beholds more beauty than one bearing your silhouette.

    Your face, is as the touch of an Angel..
    Your voice, orchestrated by the ocean's soft current..
    Your eyes, parallel to each star in the universe, adjacent to their endlessness and wonder.
    Your hair flows as the open sea, adrift on the wakes of peace..
    Your lips, perfectly crafted..

    My retention of your consummate existence holds no correlation to time's precarious essence.
    My dreams of you, chronic, and teemingly vivid, bring forth no exaggeration of your true existence..

    Do not yet, though, grow aflutter of the Heavens..
    For others become content here, upon sight of you.

    Hear my whispers through the gusting winds, and twisting rain..
    Feel my tender embrace, around you...
    Let it warm your spirit, as kindling to a fire.

    The words we exchange will be without denomination or speculation..

    Ask me anything..

    Let me be your haven of protection, and fortress of inspiration.
    Let my understanding carry you through the many valleys and tundras that may lie before you
    Let my words be as your balance in the steep mountains beyond
    Let love and knowledge sustain you through the vast and densely grown forests..

    Though the world we know may intend these things
    Fret not the path ahead..
    For all these obscurities were created by the divine one.
    And to thine we should elect the faith in to see us through..

    Go forth,
    And be as the lioness that wanders about the pastures of truth.
    Confident, and elegant..
    Free of bother and worry.
    Proudly wear your crown..
    For in my world, you are Queen of the lands..

    On this night, I hope you will deem my words true..
    I hope you accept my feral incitement, and fall briskly into these bold tactics..
    I wish that you will soon, if not currently, understand the measure of passion I possess for our sustainment

    No material thing to my mortal knowledge could qualify your meaning to me..
    I am, in fact afraid that even these words may not completely suffice..

    But since these words are all I have to project my utmost appreciation for your cordial entrance into my life, I tell you them..

    From this tent I see so far ahead..
    I see you, so far..
    Yet so close..
    But I will not dwell on miles.. or months.. or years..
    Because it is time that will see us through.

    Again,
    Please excuse me for this rant..

    But with these words here, I present, deserving and honest.
    To the woman I treasure most..

    You.
     
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    Eccer said:

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    Maaan, I really enjoy your stuff. Perfect love letter, as if Edgar Allan could have written this to his beloveds. This is very reminiscent to that
     
  3. Doug Denslowe's Avatar

    Doug Denslowe said:

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    I could envision the narrator of Cabaret* saying these words to the audience of Berlin bohemians,drag queens,drug addicts and other "colorful" people.Well done!
    *the film with Joel Grey