SilentWhispers
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- May 30, 2008
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I am a late 20s woman who has many passions, many pursuits, little time, and yet... I still seek you. I don't know where you are, but my feet ache to dance in the mutual swirl of words with you. My heart, although closed to most, wants to open and explore the feelings you can create. It's not love I seek, it is romance. Love is measured drop by drop in a cup until it spills over. Perhaps your cup will run over with me, perhaps not. It's more a matter of making me feel alive, wanted, cared for, and desired. Do you hear my call? Do you know the words to write to unlock my mind, for it is a garden in which we can both explore, or a castle in which you can storm. But, be warned, storming the castle without being the protagonist in the story might earn you an avalanche of stone.
Are you out there? Are you seeking? Not love, or sex, or friendship, so much as passion, and life, and tasting the sweat from effort. Can you hear me?
Are you out there? Are you seeking? Not love, or sex, or friendship, so much as passion, and life, and tasting the sweat from effort. Can you hear me?