I wasn't looking to write a story this morning, but I happened upon this group , and it cried out to me...Penny!! This is you!!...the realization was a little shocking to me. I never expected to be able to say this ever again..much less this soon!! Tiger...
I have found the perfect place for my heart, inside my chest. That way he doesn't get broken and if I only give a piece of it then I can mend it more easily. So yes, the perfect place is right here inside my chest.
I trust you with every fiber of my being. So don't abuse that trust. Ever.
I love you first for the secret person of the heart, and secondly for your exterior.
I love your passion, your file, your zeal, your winsome words.
I love the way you never have sex with me but rather...
i spent many fruitless years searching for my "soul mate"
i wanted to know the sheer bliss of merging with another, who knew my every thought, understood my desires and breathed the same air that i did.
i did find a few "near" soul mates on my journey..and these relationships...
That my heart lies... with You.. x
You who accepts me, even with my flaws.
You who makes me smile, each day more and more.
You who is always there to take away the sadness away.
You who I think about night and day.
You who I dream of, and long to hold.
You who without I...
i fled the scene
i lay down low
and hiding there
the tears did flow
i sat so still
here on my hill
and saw the wreckage
and the spill
it seemed to me
a sorry sight
so i retreated
but day came swiftly
from that night
i leave the night
i love a wood fire!i love collecting the kindling wood, chopping up the mallee roots and jarrahfinding my old reread sunday news for fuel,then i light the matchand watch the embers slowly glowand feel my heart slowly thaw, into complete relaxation.I sit here, in front of these...
I have always been plagued by an almost unbearable restless spirit, it has been a blessing and a curse...i have acted impulsively, and faced the consequences and yet, my restlessnes has also given me the wings to fly when i needed to...But one of the joys of becoming older, is...
all my life i looked outside for love.
through lovers, friends, approval, recognition,praise.
i tended to the needs of others
while heart waited for my love
so my poor heart began beating so loud for love
that i finally listened to it's call.
now i have found my heart
i have come...