You'll never read this: I miss you.

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When You Are Old

When you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
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The longer we don't talk, the more frequent and powerful the dreams are.

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There's 30 minutes left in your birthday. I didn't forget; but I called you last night after I saw tornadoes were tearing through Massachusetts (and I got scared) - only to find you had changed your number (or you had someone pick up the phone for you). So I took it as a sign to not try that ever again.

Happy birthday though. I wrote a long, ( Read more... )

(The names in this story have been changed to protect the guilty from being confused as innocent ( Read more... )

A poem via sinus medication: How I miss the purple monquito! I wonder if I'll see the likes of it again. Probably not as there's but one.

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Bad, weird week. Normally, when the universe opens it's self to me in such an extreme way it's a very positive and very needed experience. Unfortunately, this time it's all badly timed stress and all involves women somehow. (This seems to be the only thing I stress about. Note to self: avoid more than I have ( Read more... )

Angela, I will miss you. I admired you for your quick wit, your ferocious sexuality and most of all your morality. You are a very unusual person with an amazing outlook on life and natural insights into people that I still marvel at. I'll miss our once-ever-six-months conversations about nothing at all as much as I'll miss that perfect nose I ( Read more... )

The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter

(Or The Human Heart Is The Path Of Most Resistance)
(Or Heres Your Hat, Whats Your Hurry?)

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Oh, Bernard Herrmann. Who else would know my mind so well ( Read more... )

I dont know where we stand or why you started talking to me again. But its really made me happy - REALLY happy, people at work are wondering why Im smiling lately.

So thank you. And double thank you for the pictures.

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