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Good Morning All...Ladies:rose: and ^5 Gents ...I hope all have a great day

Real Love
I love the way you love me
As I've never been loved before
You're my lover and my friend
But you're also so much more

I wish that I could find a way
To show you how I feel
I know you don't believe it
But the love I have is real

You're the first I hear in morning
And the last I hear at night
My heart is always with you
Though I'm lonely through the night

I've never been in love like this
And it changes every day
I've never been happier with anyone else
And that's how I want it to stay

I wish that I could find the words
Or something I could do
To really explain the way I feel
Darling, I love you​
 
The Box
Written by LustfulOne


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 newfound 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

Now if she were for real..what a love it would be
 
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