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MEMBER SINCE: 04/14/2019
STAR SIGN: Aries
LAST LOGIN: 11/11/2019 20:53:42

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Same Old Lang Syne

Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stood behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve
She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried
We took her groceries to the check out stand
The food was totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation lagged
We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
We tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how
She said she's married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didn't like to lie
I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude
She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was Hell
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
We tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving, in our eloquence
Another "Auld Lang Syne"
The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away
Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And, as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Dan Fogelberg















First Winter

My hat is;
My hat was a gift from my guy.
It keeps my head warm…
and I can think now,
more clearly.
(The cold, it was bitter indeed)

My hands;
My hands have new gloves.
Warm heart, warm hands,
that is the saying,
they say…
somewhere.
(I can feel my fingers now. There were numb.)

My shoes;
Boots.
Leather STOMPERS and wool socks.
My man bought me the very best he could afford.
I cried when he opened the package.
The value I had been given up until then,
much less.
(You never know the measure of something until it is missed.)

Love;
Making sure the one you care about…
is cared for…

By Ann Foster



















I came to you one rainless November night.
You taught me how to live without the rain.
You are thirst and thirst is all I know.
You are sand, wind, sun, and burning sky,
The hottest blue. You blow a breeze and brand
Your breath into my mouth. You reach—then bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
You wrap your name tight around my ribs
And keep me warm. I was born for you.
Above, below, by you, by you surrounded.
I wake to you at dawn. Never break your
Knot. Reach, rise, blow, Break me,
I am bread. I will be the water for your thirst.











“IT IS HERE” BY HAROLD PINTER

What sound was that?

I turn away, into the shaking room.

What was that sound that came in on the dark?
What is this maze of light it leaves us in?
What is this stance we take,
To turn away and then turn back?
What did we hear?

It was the breath we took when we first met.

Listen. It is here.






The Warmth of your touch under the sheet

The weather is changing
The snow is upon the ground
As I laid under the sheet
Attempting to count some sheep
I couldn't get to sleep
As the temperature was rising
Beneath the sheet all cuddly and warm
Your love was appetizing
Frozen and numb, playing dumb as I laid there analyzing
Recognizing my heart was pounding
I felt your hand upon my chest I couldn’t get any rest
Under the sheet as you performed your best
The temperature kept on rising
The warmth of your touch made me see the horizon
Under the sheet the fire kept on burning
As the snow was settling and the ice was upon the ground
I attempted to fall asleep
I will never forget the warmth of your touch
Which made my heart skip a beat
Under the sheet as my body became numb and I played dumb
I shall never forget the warmth of your touch
That made me visualize the horizon
By Patricia Garcia Howard Bramble





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11/11/2019 22:11:24

America-OneJob,


       

       

       

       



11/11/2019 21:16:33



11/11/2019 21:13:10

Hope your having a good night christy




11/11/2019 21:03:12







Sweet dreams and good night sweetheart i hope you have a lovely evening hugs and kisses with love from me


11/11/2019 20:40:15


Hope you have a good  night christy





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