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Walking along the coast at sunrise, the wind and ocean scent embrace, low tide leaves behind her spoils, and crabs scurry back to their hiding place. Holding hands gently, we’re laughing and talking, savoring each morsel of truth from our lips, as the new day slowly wakens our senses we begin to strengthen our grip. Farther away we steadily wander, lost in the moment and solitude, when our eyes meet and we suddenly realize that civilization is no longer in view. It’s then we feel the pull of nature, her grip so strong we can’t break free, and without restraint we choose to surrender, our wills usurped by the mystery of the deep. As the tide takes over and we’re carried away, engulfed by the sea and her powerful waves, our bodies exhausted, our breath almost gone, destiny brought us to where we belong. Together forever, for better for worse, we’ll cherish each memory,‘til the end of the earth.
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I am like a cat, roaming free
Out on the streets of New Orleans, Rome and even the French Paris; It is all simply in my genes Or maybe because of my jeans. I do somewhat pity the weak They grovel measly at my feet And I pick one every week To do my chores and cut my meat. What do you expect of the chic ? They buy me white pearls when I purr And high heels with every growl I feel no shame as a sinner And gloat every little foul. People do call me "man eater", I prefer the term "mild player". |
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I am like a cat, roaming free Out on the streets of New Orleans, Rome and even the French Paris; It is all simply in my genes Or maybe because of my jeans. I do somewhat pity the weak They grovel measly at my feet And I pick one every week To do my chores and cut my meat. What do you expect of the chic ? They buy me white pearls when I purr And high heels with every growl I feel no shame as a sinner And gloat every little foul. People do call me "man eater", I prefer the term "mild player". What about just plain dangerous . . . and oh, AthenaRose2, beautiful art work |
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Walking along the coast at sunrise, the wind and ocean scent embrace, low tide leaves behind her spoils, and crabs scurry back to their hiding place. Holding hands gently, we’re laughing and talking, savoring each morsel of truth from our lips, as the new day slowly wakens our senses we begin to strengthen our grip. Farther away we steadily wander, lost in the moment and solitude, when our eyes meet and we suddenly realize that civilization is no longer in view. It’s then we feel the pull of nature, her grip so strong we can’t break free, and without restraint we choose to surrender, our wills usurped by the mystery of the deep. As the tide takes over and we’re carried away, engulfed by the sea and her powerful waves, our bodies exhausted, our breath almost gone, destiny brought us to where we belong. Together forever, for better for worse, we’ll cherish each memory,‘til the end of the earth. WOW....I wish there was more! 
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Edited by
Leigh2154
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Sat 11/24/12 08:46 AM
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I am like a cat, roaming free Out on the streets of New Orleans, Rome and even the French Paris; It is all simply in my genes Or maybe because of my jeans. I do somewhat pity the weak They grovel measly at my feet And I pick one every week To do my chores and cut my meat. What do you expect of the chic ? They buy me white pearls when I purr And high heels with every growl I feel no shame as a sinner And gloat every little foul. People do call me "man eater", I prefer the term "mild player". Hello and welcome! ... This is good, but you should start your own thread so more can see it and comment directly to you....Be careful, if you eat too much you could end up with a bad case of heartburn....
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Thank you all for your positive feedback.
Although I don't understand why OhMyGlob's cat runs free on this thread, when she doesn't appear to be in line with the original theme.. lol |
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welcome...
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Beautiful picture you have painted with your words ... kudos
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Thank you, Always.. I'm glad you can see it..
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