Monday, July 9, 2012
Romance?
Romance?
Clasp my hand and let's glide together as we dance this sweet romance.
Look into my eyes,deep into my soul with wanting.
Sweep my hair from my face and whisper in my ear as we dance this sweet romance.
Closer than we've ever been before. Our lips meet as you lift me off the floor.
Passion rises to the surface from the core as we dance this sweet romance.
Round and round we spin. You carry me from within to places I've never been as we dance this sweet romance.
I feel safe inside your arms forever more as we dance this sweet romance.
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I do miss this stuff. I'm good at it but I don't choose the best partners all the time I think. My picker isn't completely broken, thank God. The last woman was a keeper in most ways but she didn't see me as a keeper, almost. She still wishes it had come out different but it required me to be ever so much better than I am. Now she comes and cleans for me and treats my feet every couple months and nags me to do my will and all that stuff.
ReplyDeleteI took on the discipline of living alone which I have done for five years or so. Now I don't think I have the energy to change as much as I would have to to partner up.