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I Know... (As Do You)
I Know... (As Do You) I know... (As Do You) It's a simple thought really. Nothing earth shattering... or mind boggling. I know. That's all... I just know. It was there the first moment I saw you. It was there in our first words to each other. And it was there when I looked into your eyes and saw the smile you willingly gave me that first day. I knew for a long time before I shared that fact with you. You weren't surprised... you knew it, too. Two people, independent of the other... going about their lives, doing all the things each of us has to do... interwoven to the other. Completely... willingly... happily... with a certain pride and joy, for what we've found and know for the other. I don't need reminders or notes. There's no need for either of us to bring the other coffee in the morning. Flowers are always nice... but not absolute. Truffles are rich and smooth... but they aren't the means to an end. Sharing a glass of wine at the finest restaurants... or just being cozy on the couch by the fire. Soft touches when passing by... easy smiles from across a busy room, or phone calls just to say "hi." Making love for hours because of the need to be near each other. I know all the soft turns of your body... as you know the weak points in mine. The sighs... the laughter... the soft tears of happiness that sometimes appear in our eyes. The moans of contentment... and the wrapping of arms around the other as we drift off to sleep. I don't have to know where you're at or what you're doing every minute or hour of the day, because of the trust that's here inside. Yes, we give to each other all these things willingly, without a second thought; and I wouldn't trade any of these moments for all the riches in the world. For I am rich. I am rich because of each and all these things we do and give. You see... it's all these things and more... that lets each of us know. And we will know it, for the rest of our lives. I know... (as do you) it's just simply... love. © copyright 2007 by unlistedone |
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(smiling...) Jo... that's all you have to say, darlin'. Thanks, sweet and easy hug, me
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hun... I'm glad you are back, for whatever reason. You were missed tremendousy. What were you thinking? Sometimes you have to try some changes to see if they fit. Sometimes they won't fit, no matter what you do. Like you say, it's always best to be true to yourself. Glad you are home again. Only the best of my hugs will you ever receive from me.... m
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*smiles*..Oh I like this one very much...*hugs*
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I'm flattered that you do, Shy. I think I may learn to like it, also. (Once I get passed the "technical visual" I give to all my poems, and appreciate the thought and the feelings behind it.) Yep, I'm still kinda hard on myself, when it comes to my writing. I want them all to say, and feel, and mean, exactly what I'm trying to convey. That doesn't always happen. That's another reason I depend upon "all" of my friends here... to give me some feedback on my writing. I seriously don't know where or what I would be doing today without your help. "Perfection is but a passing, rare flight. Most of my flying time is spent in coach on a redeye back and forth from dreams to reality." Sweet kind hugs of thanks, to you, Shy... Have a very beautiful weekend.... me
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Sunny... Ahhh, yes... I still remember you. And I remember the havoc caused, also. I'll accept your apology... but I'm not the one that should be apologized to am I? I'm glad you enjoy my writing. It's always good to hear those words. Thanks for stopping by... unlisted
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Sunny...Perhaps that sounded a little abrupt on my part. If it did I apologize for that. It wasn't intended to sound that way. (He said in a calm, quiet voice... showing and feeling no animosity at all.)
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Oh Dear Lord! I popped in her just to let you know I love you! And I see ghosts from the past! lol Anyways.....when I read this post today.....I read myself into it. Sorry....but that's just what i needed to do today. Oh sure...I know it wasn't written for me. But just let me pretend for today, ok?????? Thanks my dear special friend. And know that I'm thinking of you often. 143.....faf
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your both lucky...i like this post ...lets me see who you are...a gentle soul full of honest words from the heart...warm...loving...thoughtful...
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Angel... Yes, I was surprised, also! Posted on your blog... and you know how to get me. 143 hun,... me
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Sexy... I only wish I could live up to the description that you've given. But, in reality; I'm just a man. A man with wants, and needs, and feelings like any other man. And I can get mad, hurt, pout, sometimes not totally considerate of others; and I can feel totally helpless and weak. And at times, I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders every now and then. There... I confess. Confess to being totally human. I will also tell you, that some very special people here on this blog have taken me to their heart and allowed me to ease some of that load upon them. I am, and will be, forever in their debt. I can't possibly thank them or ever show them, or ever write anything that can possibly compare to the love and friendship they've freely given. To say blogland and the people that make it up is a very special place, doesn't even begin to tell how I feel about my friendships here. But to each here... I am always striving to forever be: a gentle soul full of honest words from the heart... warm... loving... and thoughtful... to each and everyone here... and in reality. Thank you for your kind words, Sexy... gentle hug, me
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Earthy... thank you. I hope you do, also. In a perfect world, perhaps all of us would have this. I would say that this is me, but alas, it isn't a perfect world, is it? This is a combination of worlds. Most are reality... a few... well, a few still live in dreams or memories. Have a very wonderful weekend... hug, me
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I'm flattered that you do, Shy. I think I may learn to like it, also. (Once I get passed the "technical visual" I give to all my poems, and appreciate the thought and the feelings behind it.) Yep, I'm still kinda hard on myself, when it comes to my writing. I want them all to say, and feel, and mean, exactly what I'm trying to convey. That doesn't always happen. That's another reason I depend upon "all" of my friends here... to give me some feedback on my writing. I seriously don't know where or what I would be doing today without your help. "Perfection is but a passing, rare flight. Most of my flying time is spent in coach on a redeye back and forth from dreams to reality." Sweet kind hugs of thanks, to you, Shy... Have a very beautiful weekend.... me
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Shy,... don't ever worry about whether your writing is worthy or unclear. It is. It takes the reader to places unseen before by them and allows them to see things through your eyes... and mind. (I was right there in the car with you through the snow on your journey! A journey that, by the way, set me off on a journey of my own.) I enjoy your words very much. Keep them coming! "hugs" back to you, me
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