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"...Would be that I might live another one hundred years so I could spend everyday remembering all the wonderful memories of you." J. Verne If my thoughts help you, or make you think, smile, laugh, sigh, or if you are just amused... they did what they were intended to do.
"Perfection is but a passing, rare flight. Most of my flying time is spent in coach on a red-eye back and forth from dreams to reality."
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NOTED!!!
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Posted:Mar 29, 2007 5:11 am
Last Updated:Apr 7, 2007 2:08 am
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A note from my desk...
You have been noted! Just a simple little note to make you feel good and brighten your day! I have sent out these notes on purpose... to see you smile!
(Send a note to someone you want to see smile!)
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Let's Fall Off the World...
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Posted:Mar 28, 2007 12:02 am
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2007 11:47 pm
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Let's Fall Off the World...
Let's fall off the world for just awhile. It doesn't have to be for very long. Just a bit of time to catch up with each other.
We've been running at a breakneck speed in different directions, with no time except for "hi" and "bye..." and "hope we can spend some time together soon."
We could walk along the shore or just sit alone on the porch. It doesn't matter... just as long as we do it together.
I bring you coffee in the morning... and flowers in the evening... just to let you know I'm thinking about you through the day.
Even that, just isn't enough to slow down our passing through each other's lives. Those are only reminders that there still is a bond between us... a lifeline, if you will.
Promises of lazier days made... realities of not enough time, for each other. I wonder... did we get on this merry-go-round for a purpose? And when and how does it ever end?
So let's just fall off the world, together... for awhile. Before the world takes us to places where we can't find each other... again.
Copyright by Unlistedone 2007
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Soft Thoughts... (The Proposal...)
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Posted:Mar 23, 2007 6:18 am
Last Updated:Aug 4, 2007 10:26 pm
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(To read "how this story came about" read on in the comments. Thanks, have a wonderful soft week, me)
"What are you doing for the rest of your life? North and South, and East and West of your life. I've only one request of you life... that you spend it all with me."
This is a verse from a song, that to me, says just about everything. For a person to say this to another, such sensuous soft love must exist between the two of them.
I've been lucky to have felt this type of love. There is nothing like it in all the world. All the warm, easy moments and times that stem from such a love, just simply can't be described. I know most of you have been there too. Some are lucky enough to be there now! And I have to say, I envy them.
She hadn't expected him. After all, he was several hundred miles away. She had talked earlier to him by phone, and they had discussed the idea that he might be back in town for her birthday the next week. That didn't help her this weekend though. She would have to be content with talking with him over the phone. Not that some fun phone sex wasn't bad... it just didn't do the same for her as when they were together... face to face... or more than likely, in a sixty-nine together! Hmmmm, he sure knew where to lick and tease her.
She was getting ready to meet with Susan, an old girlfriend of hers, to have dinner and pass some time away. Nothing fancy, just good food and a glass of wine. The talk was always about everything between them. She just wished she could call her up and say, "I can't make it. I'm busy tonight." That was their signal that she was going to be entertaining, and entertained.
Just as she was putting the final touches on her make-up, she heard ice from her freezer fall out into a bucket. That's odd, she thought to herself, as she left the bedroom to go to the kitchen, to see what was happening. As she turned the corner to the kitchen, she saw an ice bucket sitting on the counter filled with a bottle of her favorite wine, and a note attached to it.
"Take this bottle with you, and go to the laundry room."
What was this all about? Was her girlfriend playing a few tricks on her, like they were both subject to do. She grabbed the ice bucket and went into the laundry room. There was another note sitting on the dryer.
"You can turn this on and sit on it, or you can open it up and put on what's inside."
She opened the door and was surprised to see a short black evening dress, complete with stockings. Well this sure beats these jeans! She said to herself. Another note told her to dress right here, and put whatever she was wearing into the dryer. She laughed a little confused, but did as she was told. She slipped out of her jeans and top, and realized as she was putting the dress on, that her white bra just wasn't suited for the dress... so she removed it, also. As she picked up the stockings, she noticed another note.
"When you've finished dressing, take the wine with you into the dining room."
Smiling, she grabbed up the ice bucket and headed for the dining room. There on the table sat two crystal wine glasses, and small, beautifully wrapped package, and a cork screw with a note resting beside it. She opened the note and read.
"Take and open the bottle of wine you've been carrying, and pour two glasses... then open the gift."
Smiling, she quickly opened the bottle and did as she was told. Nervously, she drank down one glass quickly, and opened the small package. Inside, another note rested upon a beautiful single strand of pearls. Taking the pearls in one hand and the note in her other, she read:
"I was told that you would need to have these pearls to go with that black dress you are now wearing, to make you even more beautiful than you are. The mirror is behind you... try them on."
She turned to the mirror, and saw another note taped to it. She put on the pearls, thinking this is just crazy! She couldn't stop smiling. "Oh, these are so beautiful." as she admired the pearls around her neck. They fell 3/4 of the way down here revealing neckline of the dress. "Perfect, she thought," as she opened the next note.
"I'm sure by now you are as beautiful as you can possibly be. But there's a few more things for you to do. Take the wine glasses and go into the den and turn on the cd player."
She poured herself another glass, (took a quick sip!) and topped it back off again... and went to turn on the cd. A single candle burned beside the cd, and resting on the cd was a single, yellow rose... and of course, a note. She absolutely gleamed as she gently brought the rose to her nose and smelled it. This note was a little different.
"There is a camera set to your right on the counter. When your ready, just touch the button and the timer will start. You will have five seconds to stand back in front of the cd in order to take the picture. Hold the rose and just look at the candle while the picture is taken. Then take the next note from the camera."
"How in the world did he do all this?" she wondered to herself. Susan must be helping him! I wonder where she is? She hadn't seen or heard anything since she had heard the ice falling into the bucket.
She did as she was instructed and the picture was taken. As she picked up the other note from the camera, she found a cd was attached.
"Take the cd over a put it into the player. The player is set to send the music to the bedrooms. Once you turned it on, it will be on a time delay... so don't worry if you don't hear anything at first. Now take the wine, and the rose, and go to the guest room."
She couldn't believe he had gone to all this for her. It was better than Christmas morning. If he was here right now, she would make such sweet love to him. Of course, Susan still had to be in the house somewhere, didn't she? She could have left, I guess... sneaking out as soon as she poured the ice. This is so sweet of them, she thought entering the guest room.
There on the bed was another beautifully wrapped package and another note. She took the note and read it.
"Now that I have a picture of you in that beautiful dress, I would like to have another in this, if you don't mind. Another camera is set to your right and it's set up the same way. Just open your gift and sit down exactly where it's been placed when you take the picture."
She quickly opened it to find a beautiful pale blue robe made of satin. it was very short and wouldn't begin to cover her legs as it stopped right at her mound. "He always loved my legs!"
She didn't hesitate to remove the dress, keeping the pearls on though, and took the picture with one leg wrapped across the other and her smelling the rose, and a glass of wine in her hand. "After all this, if he wants sensuous, he can have sensuous." she smiled to herself, noticing the wine was making her feel warm inside. Or was it from all that he was doing to her. And he still hundreds of miles away! She was going to wear him out when he got back, she promised herself.
When she went to the camera to set the timer, she found another note. On the outside it read: "Read the inside, after you've taken the picture." She did as it requested. Inside, the note said: "Go over and sit on the bench seat by the window in your bedroom."
She walked back into the master bedroom and over to the bench seat by the window. There was the cd remote, and a note. On the outside, the note read: "Turn the cd to play, and listen to the words. Then open this note."
She turned on the player and soft violins filled the room. The words were clear and simple... and they brought a smile to her face.
"What are you doing the rest of your life? North and South, and East and West of your life? I've only one request of your life, that you spend it with me."
"Ohhhh, that's so sweet." she thought as she opened the note.
"Turn to the window, remove your robe... and take the next note you see there."
She did as she was requested to do. She turned to the window and let the robe fall to the floor, and reached and took the next note. With the music still filling the room, she opened it and read just two words...
"Marry me?"
Then she heard him saying the same words from behind her. She turned to see him, down on his knee, holding a diamond ring out to her, and him saying,
"Marry me. My only request of your life... is to spend it with me."
Copyrighted by Unlistedone 2007
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I Adore You...
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Posted:Mar 21, 2007 11:18 pm
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2007 11:17 pm
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I Adore You...
I adore you, you know. This isn't by some whim or notion, or thought. This isn't something I just decided was true.
Whenever I write down your name in a note, or see it on an envelope, or written at the bottom of the page by you... my eyes always come back to it--- over and over again.
Just your name has that effect upon me.
It brings warmth and an overflowing to my heart and mind. It amazes me that you care and believe in me.
I pause when I pass by somewhere you've been before... as if by magic, part of you still exists there. I've looked at places where you stood, or where you sat... and can still feel your presence.
It gives me pleasure to bring and share your morning coffee. I feel warm inside whenever I bring you flowers. And as beautiful as they are, they pale in comparison. I catch myself looking at you while you talk. Your eyes... your hair... lips, the color of your cheeks... your nose... and I hear myself reaffirm my total and complete love for you.
I take tremendous pride at the mention of your name by others. I know that without you my life would be less than whole. And the look in my eyes whenever I see you... is like viewing the most rare of jewels, or having possession of all masterpieces ever painted.
It's your spirit of life... your neverending passion the confidence you show... that turns heads, and makes other's smile.
I adore your playfulness... and the times of serious thought. My heart quickens when I catch you looking my way... and smile. And you take my breathe away with only a touch.
All these things, and so many more convinces me, without a shadow of doubt, without any hesitation, that my life is now full... because you have chosen to be with me... and I adore you.
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Posted:Mar 17, 2007 2:07 am
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2007 8:17 am
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I almost caught up with the comments left by ya'll. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to do more tonight.
Catching up...
When we were we always hurried in line to catch up with the one in front. We didn't want to be left behind.
When we were in our teens, we were always catching up with our friends to find out what we may have missed.
As the twenties and thirties passed by us... we were catching up on work, and bills... and who was having ... and who was having troubles, or successes.
On came the forties with no time to catch our breath... let alone catch up on what we must have missed. There never seemed to be any time.
Now, the years have passed... the have grown... and left. All that's left is just us... and time. Don't you think it's time we caught up with each other?
Or has there been too much time, since the last time... we tried to catch up?
© copyright unlistedone 2007
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Running...
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Posted:Mar 13, 2007 12:30 am
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2007 8:17 am
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I'm running pretty quick this week. No time to do much. I'll try and catch up by the end of the week.
Smile at each other. Give hugs where needed... or just because!
Keep your chin up... and know... there is someone that cares.
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Thinking Again... (Oh No!)
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Posted:Mar 12, 2007 1:35 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2007 1:09 am
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Just thinking out loud, with a keyboard, instead of a voice. Yeah, we're all guilty of it here, from time to time. We put our thoughts here for other's to see and think about, instead of putting them out in the real world for other's to see... and react upon.
Thoughts like:
"Does anybody know I'm here?"
"I need for someone to just see and understand me."
"Is there anyone willing and caring enough to help me make it through the night?"
"Will I go through another day without being touched physically "again" by another person?"
"Do you feel my needs, my wants, my desires?"
Or the basic... "I really need to get laid."
(Smiles... really, I'm smiling. These are just silent screams I see and hear around blogland... and inside my own head, every now and then.)
Have a beautiful day. (And just touch someone today. They may really need it!)
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Believe...
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Posted:Mar 11, 2007 12:46 am
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2007 11:20 pm
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Believe...
...in what you feel...
...in what you do...
...in how you see things around you...
...in yourself.
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Sparkle in Your Eyes...
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Posted:Mar 9, 2007 11:10 am
Last Updated:Aug 5, 2007 8:15 pm
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This has been a very long day for me. I woke early, as usual; feeling fine. Looking to catch up on my posts here, and answer the comments. Feeling kinda "cute" about my last post about Charlie Brown.
Then my day crashed in on me. I was lucky though. I had not one, but two "Angels" surround me with love and understanding, and helped me right my ship again. Thank you. You two "pals" are the absolute best. I am truly blessed to have you as close and very dear friends.
It took awhile to get myself together again. Now, as I felt earlier... I feel the need to write. Not just write for me... but to write something that I hope makes each and everyone of you "feel."
(I'm just going to wing this as usual, and see where it takes me. I hope you'll come along for the short trip to the "Sparkle in Your Eyes."
The Sparkle in Your Eyes...
There's a color that isn't a color. It's so much more than that. It's so much more I'm not even sure I can describe it as color.
When I stand close to you... I can see it. I've spotted it from across the room, whenever you see me enter.
I've seen it when I've made you laugh. I've even seen it when you found yourself... playful. I've caught it looking up from where my mind was keeping me busy... and glanced to see you looking.
It delights me. It makes my chest warm, and my throat tighter. To know that is for me, about me... because of us.
The light catching in your eyes just right. It doesn't have to be moonlight, or candlelight... or even the light from the fire... the radiance of that sparkle illuminates me... and gives me such a joy, that makes me understand what real love must be.
Thank you... and thank God for the sparkle in your eyes.
© copyright unlistedone 2007
(Thanks to ShyWhisper2006 for "sparking" the thought from her post, Time flies)
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A Charlie Brown Kinda Day...
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Posted:Mar 8, 2007 1:36 am
Last Updated:Mar 17, 2007 1:55 am
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A Charlie Brown Kinda Day...
Can you help me make it a Charlie Brown Kinda day?
Would you feel like Charlie, or Lucy, Linus, or Snoopy?
Do you have a piano to play?
A football to hold?
A doghouse with a bird?
Or a pumpkin patch to hide in?
Is your little sister always around?
Do you give a nickel's worth of advice?
Do you fly like an ace?
Most of all, do you smile and think good thoughts... and can you help make it a Charlie Brown Kinda Day?
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Walking Alone...
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Posted:Mar 5, 2007 1:24 am
Last Updated:Mar 22, 2007 12:39 am
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Walking Alone...
Do you hear it? The sound of the ocean at night?
Many times, I've walked down on the beach alone... seeking her permission, her gentle touch... with a thousand stars above showing me the way.
Sometimes the ocean can be a cruel mistress, other times she can touch you with a softness, a warmth that let's you know things will be as they will be.
Would you walk with me, if I asked you? Would you share the world I've found there?
Sometimes the loneliness is like a weight that can crush the soul. I don't want to live with that anymore.
I want to be free ... free to be as I am... free to soar above the sounds of the surf... and touch the stars.
I want to be free to be... me.
© copyright unlistedone 2007
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Easy thought...
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Posted:Mar 4, 2007 12:45 am
Last Updated:Aug 9, 2007 1:07 am
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...You are standing with your back to me. My arms wrapped around your waist, and you hands resting in mine. Fingers entwined... slowly moving with each others. You can feel my warm body easily supporting you. You lean back into my shoulder and rest your head upon it ...and your hair gently blows against my face... as we watch the sun rise over the ocean.
Enjoy your day... enjoy where this may have taken you.
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400 Times I've Done This...
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Posted:Mar 2, 2007 8:57 am
Last Updated:Mar 9, 2007 1:01 pm
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400 times now, I've sat here working this keyboard, and posting a new post. Each time one of these milestones comes along, I'm amazed I was around to see it.
Many have said blogging can be addictive. But that isn't the case with me. It's much more than the blogging.
It's the people that I've come to know here.
It's the friendships that I have. It's the trust factor I've come to believe in with so many.
I know about your families, lovers, dogs, cats, grandparents, mothers, fathers, spouses, where you live, where you work, where you play, if you like sunshine or snow, whether you are alone, or with someone. I can tell many times, if you need a hug, or a shoulder, or just someone to lend an ear. And I know for a fact, there are many here in blogland, that will return the favor to me, if I but ask.
So, 400 times I've written. Some very serious... other's pretty silly and trivial. Some just to pass the time... and some, to let you know how I felt, or was feeling at the time. Each and every time, you responded. Each and every time you let me know I wasn't alone.
Thank you.
So, for #400, I celebrate "you... my friends." 143!
I've Noticed You...
Whenever the times have been bad and whenever I thought no one cared... I noticed you here.
Whenever I was happy and my heart was bursting with joy, you were here smiling.
Whenever I thought that this couldn't go on anymore... you were here to give me a reason to keep trying.
Whenever I journeyed to mountaintops, or to the sea... down worn paths, or soared with the breeze. Whenever I've sat by the window, and wondered by the fire. And I've felt you near me when only a lover could feel my need.
Whenever I woke early in the morn, you had left me a hug, a smile... a grin, or just a sigh. And I knew I had meaning.
I've noticed you "here..." and I won't ever forget. Thank you.
© copyright unlistedone 2007
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