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Jewels

I miss you. Theres so much inbeteween us I wish I could make go away but still I long, clinging hopefully to all of you. Every time were apart it seems like ages have passed and my soul is left withering. Denied that which brings it life and makes it grow, I wilt against lifes cold winter, yearning for the spring of your essence to break the cold.

Your laugh and smile warmed me, your touch brought me to life. If I could see your eyes now, I would be content in their warmth. These are your treasure which I seek. I long, I pray the days hasten you to me. Patiently I wait upon that time when we will be one, hoping on that forever moment.
Deanze Deanze 41-45, M 18 Responses Aug 4, 2010

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Thanks Bec, youre not the only one to make such a comment. I have often said Im always the joker so when I get a bit deeper everyone is surprised. Its often just finding the right inspiration in your life to hit it just right. Time to reflect and concentrate is at a premium as you can see by what I posted about my wife yaking.

I was surprised at how touching and emotional your story was....not something often written by a male.



And it's nice to see the faerie back once more....

I miss everyone, too... it's nice to be back... thanks Dean... *hugs*...

We just miss your presence here Lady Faerie.

Aww... *whack whack whack*... so many of you miss the whacks... I am so touched and honoured...



*curtsies to her sire*...

Maybe I miss that......??

Maybe Mick is surprised the wand is not whacking you away...

Surprised.......?

Wow. I truly am surprised Dean.

Well the wands not out yet theres hope.

The Friendly Skies... hmm...

Hey... this faerie is friendly...



*runs to DT and hugs her*... it's okay, hun...

I undesrstand DT. Words sometimes stroke an old wound causing a flood of memories.

One never knows if the tears are joyful are not. Its why men always feel awkward.

Bon Voyage? As long as Im flying the friendly skies.

*tries for a lift off with whatever is left on her wings*... I'll get you there, Dean... just hang on...



You never have flown, have you? Well... this may be your Bon Voyage then...

Patience and hope. I feel I will.

I hope you get there soon, Hon. Hugs

Thank you Destry, its from the heart. Again with the deep stuff. *hides jester hat behind his back*