be random
what is now
when is then
where is email
who i am
how it is
why it is
leave a note?
share me, share you
make me smile
thank you

other journals
(of course I should be sleeping)
(what's life got to do with it?)

about me
(too much to know at once)
friend?
(tic tic tic, toc)

BE MY GUEST (BOOK)

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MONOLOG

one shared moment

once again the haunting seduction presses sweet claws into my psyche and my flesh cringes as if cut by the words... wrapped in my imagination, embraced by my fantasy, bathed in my bleeding heart, the visionary princess, the decadent martyr, the promised innocence lost somewhere within the self and the reflection I see in her inner child... a tightening in my chest lets me know I am still alive.

the literary attraction supercedes libido and defies explanation as it demands dedication, but do I have the courage to feel enough to reach that neverland again, the cake, the rain, the casket, the tear that will not fall...

be mine for a moment
and in that moment
touch the purity of soul
find eternity
feel cleansed in spirit
feel permanent
feel the commitment
that true love meant
beyond the fairy tales
morals or holy rites
let one shared moment
fill the rest of your nights

you know it can
when it is real
that is the deal

you understand
how true love feels
when it is real

it does not fit into this place or time
modern man has corrupted love's rhyme
ancient fear has festered for so long
sour notes are part of the love song

and disillusionment
despair and discontent
foul the promise your heart meant
true love can't afford the rent

blame it on government
murder by medicine
numbed to be called healed and well
while the pure heart goes to hell

but stop and stare
dare damn the fear
they'll rip and tear
the clothes you wear
to get thier share
but dare to care
and be aware
naked here
break it here
make it here
the moment is now
the place is here

be mine for a moment
and in that moment
touch the purity of soul
find eternity
feel cleansed in spirit
feel permanent
feel the commitment
that true love meant
beyond the fairy tales
morals or holy rites
let one shared moment
fill the rest of your nights

you know it can
when it is real
that is the deal

you understand
how true love feels
when it is real

candora

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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words
for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd)
if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight
I'd say
I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life


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