Of This moment (With U)

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    Thank you for the affairs, for being around, for being man's other half, for being you, the compassion, passion, teachings, the love & the experiences.

    Of This moment (With U)

    I'm not Blu, but the windows are open, the sun is shining & the doors are now unlocked.

    A moment with you....alone, I found myself in rapture, & even amongst your deepest comfort, all of your intrigues that compose our bodies, conforming, fulfilling our essential necessities I am at ease.

    I'm no longer confined to loneliness of a sanctuary that houses my heart. No longer am I Blu anymore or at least for awhile.

    A moment alone with you, I am King of kings & with you by my side, nothing can touch meI, nor the Queen beside me for I know that Love will never change.

    With you, my view is no longer dark & my heart is no longer cold. You have loved my pains, eased my brain, my hunger for the flesh is fed, & the kisses not wasted.

    You & your are all that I need to look forward to seeing, being, devouring, engulfing, listening to your mind work as you compose the thoughts of how your day was, only to quench, relax both your body & mind.

    Damn, how you intrigue & enchant me. I love loving the moments with you, our moments. I admire being around how you live, enjoying life as if an innocent child in the park.

    To breathe with you, to enjoy you , to hold you, especially when we love. Damn, especially when we love.

    Moments, I'll cherish. Moments, I'll add to the experience. Moments, I enjoy spending alone...with you.

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    Tempy commented on Of This moment (With U)

    08-08-2009

    seems like you got it all. :) don't waste it, enjoy it in all it's splendor and for all it's worth, seems you got everything you need. Take care and i've enjoyed reading what your saying :)

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    08/09/2009

    Thx 4 the read & rate.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.