You stand so very alone

though many stand beside you

snatching at you in hopes

that your something will become

their something

they cannot define what makes you

what creates this bright spark

that is your soul

so they seek to steal it

for themselves

while your sad eyes beg for comfort

and support.

The longing on your face, the only clue

that your journey has been longer,

than you ever thought it would be.

You ponder the thought

that being so many places

should mean finding her easier,

but this not sitting still wrecks you,

you worry she has passed

when you were not looking,

or had foolishly wandered

to another place,

another venue,

another sea of faces,

scanning you,

looking for cracks.

Go gently...

pause long...

seek inward...

you are what you are seeking

and have always been.

Find your core

and you find love

waiting.

Cool!

Thank you (((kristone & Neuro )))

Kat!

I found my center
I just made love to myself an hour ago


JUST


KIDDING

It was more like two hours ago....

TMI for the win, Jason!
Did it make you feel all warm and FUZZZZZY?!?

i look within
je vois
un chaton femelle, elle ronronne furieux

You offer such wisdom with your writing
when at peace within, the ease of living becomes exactly that, easier

Nope. I felt more relaxed and less sexually frustrated.

The End

FTW!

Thank you

Harold
pkd
and Jason (again)

Very Nice

(((LA & msmyka )))

Thank you!!