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Good Morning Hun :kiss::kiss:
thought maybe you want to taste my Cookies;):D

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Well Christmas maybe late but New Year is soon on it's way...wishing you many blessings in the new year for you and your's...and of course kisses:rose::kiss:
Thank you "Lusty":kiss::kiss:
and wishing you health & Happiness trough out the Year ahead:)
 
I've have the bestest wife on Lit or anywhere...:rose::kiss::heart:

As I look into the future as far as I can see,
I can see nothing except you being with me.
You are in all of my dreams whether I'm awake or asleep,
My love for you is not going anywhere Because it's way to deep.:heart::kiss::rose:
 
As I look into the future as far as I can see,
I can see nothing except you being with me.
You are in all of my dreams whether I'm awake or asleep,
My love for you is not going anywhere Because it's way to deep.:heart::kiss::rose:

My dreams are your dreams and our dream is forever.:heart::kiss::rose:
 
Your Smile

From a distance there was something about
you I couldn’t resist. As the distance grew
shorter I could see the color of your eyes and
I soon found myself swimming in you sparkling
pools. Your eyes were not what attracted me.
When we finally touched the feeling of your soft
skin sent a hot fire burning though my soul, that
was not the attraction. What attracted me to you
my love was the beauty of your smile which
reflected beauty and grace of your heart. Now
when I hear the words I love you come from your
sweet lips my heart dances on the clouds and I am
glad there is no distance between us any more.

I Love You My Sweet Lady​
.:heart::kiss::rose:
 
The Box


It had sat for many years with its hinges coated with rust and a lock on it that was almost impregnable. The room that it set in had grown cold, but it must have seen light and warmth once for there were dead roses there with much dust gathered on them. The fireplace bore old ashes meaning that a fire was lit there once. The room was littered with unfinished works of art and poems of love. The room looked liked as though someone closed the door on a Friday and never came back.
There came to its’ door a beautiful lady, whose spirit seemed to fit the lock to the room door. She entered it knocking away the cobwebs and proceeded to assess her find. Her light showed brightly in the room. She took all the old unfinished works and placed them in the fireplace and started fire where none had been for a long time. She swept out all the old dust and cobwebs. She polished everything inside and made it gleam as never before. She even replaces all the roses with fresh cut ones from her garden of love. Finally in the corner she found the box. There she slowly removed the rust lovingly and great care. When she placed her finger soft and tenderly on the lock the lock fell open to her as if it had been waiting for her touch. Carefully and with some nervousness she slowly opened the old box. Finally open, it looked empty, but in the corner deep inside there was a tightly bound old wrapped package of warmth and love. Reaching in she gently picked it up and held it to her breast knowing it was now hers’. She could feel its faint beating as it came to life. Raising it to her sweet lips she breathed more life into it. The warmth and love responded quickly lighting the room and providing her with more warmth. It knew this was her room and it wanted her there forever. The love made it cozy for her and she knew this was her room and it was meant for her. She gladly accepted her new found warmth and love for it was hers and it was given freely to her. She allowed it to enter her and remain forever. Her spirit as his had found where they belong. The room soon was soon filled with great works from love and to perfection unknown to it before. Oh, as for the box it never closed again, for the love and warmth that had been buried deep inside had found their home and it was with her and her tender care.
Thank You My Love for Finding the Box
Love LustfulOne50:
rose::kiss::heart:
 
Your Smile

From a distance there was something about
you I couldn’t resist. As the distance grew
shorter I could see the color of your eyes and
I soon found myself swimming in you sparkling
pools. Your eyes were not what attracted me.
When we finally touched the feeling of your soft
skin sent a hot fire burning though my soul, that
was not the attraction. What attracted me to you
my love was the beauty of your smile which
reflected beauty and grace of your heart. Now
when I hear the words I love you come from your
sweet lips my heart dances on the clouds and I am
glad there is no distance between us any more.

I Love You My Sweet Lady​
.:heart::kiss::rose:
Hold my hand to guide the way
Hold my heart to keep it safe
Tell me tomorrow that today wasn't a dream
Tell me sweet nothings as I begin to sleep
And Ill always remind you that I am yours alone
Truly and forever until were reborn
Then I will find you once again
To tell you I love you all over again:heart::kiss::rose:
 
The Box


It had sat for many years with its hinges coated with rust and a lock on it that was almost impregnable. The room that it set in had grown cold, but it must have seen light and warmth once for there were dead roses there with much dust gathered on them. The fireplace bore old ashes meaning that a fire was lit there once. The room was littered with unfinished works of art and poems of love. The room looked liked as though someone closed the door on a Friday and never came back.
There came to its’ door a beautiful lady, whose spirit seemed to fit the lock to the room door. She entered it knocking away the cobwebs and proceeded to assess her find. Her light showed brightly in the room. She took all the old unfinished works and placed them in the fireplace and started fire where none had been for a long time. She swept out all the old dust and cobwebs. She polished everything inside and made it gleam as never before. She even replaces all the roses with fresh cut ones from her garden of love. Finally in the corner she found the box. There she slowly removed the rust lovingly and great care. When she placed her finger soft and tenderly on the lock the lock fell open to her as if it had been waiting for her touch. Carefully and with some nervousness she slowly opened the old box. Finally open, it looked empty, but in the corner deep inside there was a tightly bound old wrapped package of warmth and love. Reaching in she gently picked it up and held it to her breast knowing it was now hers’. She could feel its faint beating as it came to life. Raising it to her sweet lips she breathed more life into it. The warmth and love responded quickly lighting the room and providing her with more warmth. It knew this was her room and it wanted her there forever. The love made it cozy for her and she knew this was her room and it was meant for her. She gladly accepted her new found warmth and love for it was hers and it was given freely to her. She allowed it to enter her and remain forever. Her spirit as his had found where they belong. The room soon was soon filled with great works from love and to perfection unknown to it before. Oh, as for the box it never closed again, for the love and warmth that had been buried deep inside had found their home and it was with her and her tender care.
Thank You My Love for Finding the Box
Love LustfulOne50:
rose::kiss::heart:

Another collection of beautiful words... Very nice Lusty love:heart::kiss::rose:
 
Stopping in before I get dressed :D and leaving some Hugs-Squeezes and :kiss::kiss:ss - hope your doing well "Lusty" !
 
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