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Article #1703- Dream (1/1) dream
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Date: Fri, 15 Nov 1996 00:00
Date: Fri, 15 Nov 1996 00:00
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--- G � .� � < G G I long to be surrounded by darkness and for my dwelling to be unique. To drench the walls in exquisite black cloths. Furniture conjured of dark mahogany wood. Plush floor coverings of ox blood influence. Decorations of shadow, some lined with white. Tainted silver lamps with shades of gray, black, and maroon streaked with settling dust, emitting only soft light. Large bay windows over looking an enchanted gothic city split by ancient waters. A balcony in which to escape to to look through the silent darkness at the moon and scream. Also for someone to confide within. A companion of the same infinite mind and thought. Dark hair as long as the soundless weeping willow, skin as soft as untouched blown sands of the moonlit Arabian desert, blue eyes of angered o full succulent lips. A voice of her own and the ability to love with her heart, not her mind. To be able to show her love for me through her hands and a simple smile. To lay most elegantly against the darkness and whisper all things understood to my soul. I wish for she and I to both be able to calm each others emotions and frustrations simply by entering this domain and listening to their voice, or by feeling their warm touch. Nothing hidden. To feel an honest trust between she and I with no inhibitions. To be able to fight and resolve and learn. To be held in the highest respect within the heart and mindless soul. To be as sensual to one another as the wine we consume together. Expressing our love through sex and music and cooking alone. Seek out books and passages to enlighten each other with. Sometimes not even paying attention to the passage, but how either of us rekindles the passage either printed or within mind. To lay down and dream understood as we walk on water and travel the land. Understand. To consume the constant thought of the other person contained in unison. Free from failure and chained to the heart is all I am willing to accept within my domain. To sit together and compile compilations of utterly complete honesty, love, lust, and commitment to ecstasy of the body as well as the mind and soul. And the ability to conjure one another anywhere through the finite power of the self. In the end, to know it is the end. To perish only as accepted. Fulfilled and appeased. Eyes open, unforgotten. 100496 � �� H @ alon Quest G G --- end of part 1 ---
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X-Google-Language: Japanese,SJS X-Google-Thread: 105b91,efb8de97205769d9,start X-Google-Attributes: gid105b91,public From: username@airmail.net Subject: - Dream (1/1) dream Date: 1996/11/15 Message-ID: <username-1511960239240001@dal10-03.ppp.iadfw.net> X-Deja-AN: 196613009 organization: INTERNET AMERICA newsgroups: dal.general