The Collector

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    The Collector

    Today, I stumbled upon something that i really had to have.
    In my eyes it was precious, and i figured i was the only one who should have it.
    So i bought it and stored it with my collectables.
    But it didn’t fit in with the other ones.
    This one was the best one i have ever seen.
    For weeks, i pondered taking it out of the box and playing with it.
    But i was afraid to damage something so precious.
    Months go by and it’s still there, i came by often just to watch it and admire its beauty.
    But now i feel like I’m ready.
    I feel mature enough to handle things that are fragile.
    so i decided to take it out the box and hold it, love it , admire it, show it how much it means to me by spending time with it..............................................................................................
    And that’s exactly how i feel about him.
    My collectable that i have left on the shelf for fall to long.
    If he is ready to come out of the box, he should know I am older, wiser, and more mature to be there if he would let me.

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    ESSENCEOFLOVE commented on The Collector

    12-05-2010

    I enjoyed this one very much.The analogies were right on point. Waiting until the right time to enter a relationship is a very mature attitude. It shows growth and wisdom. Great write.......E

    cmlestrade commented on The Collector

    03-07-2010

    Lovely!! A wonderful commentary on fear, growth maturity and acceptance of self.

    Crush commented on The Collector

    02-23-2010

    oh my goodness...i love this. this is such a precious piece.." This one was the best I have ever seen...'' is a fantastic line that leaves the reader wondering until the end. however, i knew where you going with this and i enjoyed the ride. quite enterrtaining and thank you ! 10 from this guy.

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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