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True Confession

I’d love to have a torrid affair with Dave Matthews.  I am vulnerable to a fault around a guy who sings.  This normally holds true only if he has good lyrics … but Dave could sing me the ingredients on a shampoo bottle and I’d be melting at his feet.


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Two Hours Away


This house is nothing more
Than a glorified hotel room
Without you here by my side

Though all my things are here
The biggest of my desires
Is two hours away asleep in his bed

My only source of comfort
Is lost in peaceful slumber
Beneath the same sky I’m under

He’s too far away to touch
Too far way to reach
I can’t hear his breathing beside me

But, God, I feel him in my soul
I feel him in my heart
And he still keeps me warm

Even two hours away


me, 02.08.00

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Deep Thought For The Day


hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia:  the fear of long words


How ironic is it that the fear of long words has such a long name?  Is this so that hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobiacs can’t diagnose themselves?

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In The Morning


Laying awake early yesterday morning
I could easily see the peace that
Had taken over your beautiful face
And the calmness that sleep had induced

I lay my hand on your chest
And shivered as I felt the blood pumping
Beneath my fingers through that heart
That I have begun to love so deeply

You didn’t stir or move away
But I did see you begin to smile
I pulled back afraid I had waken
This angel that lay here beside me

Your eyes slowly opened, looking into mine
And I saw your smile widen
You lips formed the words ‘I love you’
And my heart melted all over again

 me 02.08.00