NiteRidder
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- Joined
- Aug 13, 2001
- Posts
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I'd love to see a Real love story.
One in which all the "Love Always" Notes turn out to mean it.
One in which the kisses never grow cold or hurried.
One in which the they both want to be so close to each other
that their skins get in the way.
One that makes it clear that good sex, while an intrigal part of it,
isn't the most important part of it.
One where they both put themselves aside in favor of the "We"
One where they both realize that no one is perfect but in their eyes
their mate is close enough.
One where the words -I Love You - aren't even necessary
because they display it constantly in their every action.
One where nothing can tear it asunder.
One where they don't need fantasys.
One so wonderful that the rest of us will learn just by watching.
And one which ends with both of them walking off into the sunset together still hand in hand after years of faithfulness..... hands shaking, legs weak and with eyes that are dimmed, their bodies old tired and taxed by life's many turmoils, but still with the smiles and the love in their eyes that they started out with.
NiteRidder
One in which all the "Love Always" Notes turn out to mean it.
One in which the kisses never grow cold or hurried.
One in which the they both want to be so close to each other
that their skins get in the way.
One that makes it clear that good sex, while an intrigal part of it,
isn't the most important part of it.
One where they both put themselves aside in favor of the "We"
One where they both realize that no one is perfect but in their eyes
their mate is close enough.
One where the words -I Love You - aren't even necessary
because they display it constantly in their every action.
One where nothing can tear it asunder.
One where they don't need fantasys.
One so wonderful that the rest of us will learn just by watching.
And one which ends with both of them walking off into the sunset together still hand in hand after years of faithfulness..... hands shaking, legs weak and with eyes that are dimmed, their bodies old tired and taxed by life's many turmoils, but still with the smiles and the love in their eyes that they started out with.
NiteRidder