A deperate cry renewed! Free Dating, Singles and Personals

A deperate cry renewed! Posted: 10/15/2004 2:41:56 PM
A desperate cry for help to INFINESSENCE from Montreal Quebec. I wanted to send this to her personal inbox but there is something wrong with my settings and I cant get it to her. PLEASE! If you know her or by chance find here let her know its here. WOW. I've hung on this "dating" thing a while and I was beginning to lose hope. I thought I was the only one that had a profile as long as are! I began knowing that the bust things are found in the most unexpected places. Sure enough here you are. Of course I’m not saying u are the ONE, but...... I want to thank you for being on this thing and rekindling my hope. Tank you!!! I would love to write so much more in this just one message but I am hoping to have more opportunities to correspond with you. However I cannot resist the urge: you seam to be some one … that I’ve searched for, perfect for this endeavor ( a big favor), please give me your opinion. (An actual dream I have: women without identity, for all I know it could be a man) The Nights Dreams I hear my dreams louder than my own throbbing heart. My will yearns to flee into something more passing. The great inner emptiness of hunger It seams all it is; pain numbed, reacted by no one - it is nothing. And the cold is but my only companion, Savagely caressing my every fiber. So long as you are nowhere I am no longer longing to feel Nowhere as you are so long I am longing to feel no longer My will yearns to flee into something more passing steiffeling my souls search. I dream me without you In the lonesome fleeting night I’m so lost without you I chase after your preeminence And the cold is but my only companion My soul is lost without you I dream me without you So long as you are nowhere As always you call and you say to me “I dream me without you” Nowhere as you are so long As always you say and you call without speech... And the continues nightmare is done, Till next night, my love! Mesmerizing There are some faces in this world that have the ability to exhume many expressions all at once! Mesmerizing!! You can loose yourself glaring happily content! It’s dangerous!! All achievement motivation is lost loosing all self control like a drug with bittersweet addiction! It’s fledging!! You can never have enough. and the more you take the more you must have; indulge! And with that!! At first glance, the endless sweet nectar begins to poor. The flow is tantalizing! Pure and with the relish of sinful enjoyment. Ferment yourself in prolonging contentment. Always ineffectually overwhelmed! Drowned in the flood Stay For reasons, yet unknown to me, I want to push us to the brink. For in my mind we are all ready to meat. I can only pray you feel the some as I. ¡Mi adorada Coqueta! For a chance to hold your hand one moment longer I adore, For a diminutive glimpse of that which no one else has seen I adore, Every moment of every day I adore, But could it be that you Ignore, The fact of ones esthetic pudor. I swear, so much I adore thee! I can sense a blaze my heart. A light so resilient that in its absence My heaven is rendered dark. I invite thee to my humble abode that is my heart And thee I pray, stay! Close to my tenderly loving arms And thee I pray, stay! Fear not Coqueta for it is only your displeasing Flame! Do not flee I adore Thee I pray, stay! Merm Enchanted Ah how every one stairs in enchanting glairs. Ones sight has never failed rimes fallowing enchanting kiss. From afar at least al confirm in enchanted merm! Beauty strikes. Such longing for adulation never content ah, what a sigh. Pouted and pout still but alas I must go in enchanted glair for enchanted kissed a mere enchanted merm . Your Spoken Fire Alas, where is the beautiful face? Behold, it hides! Woe’s me where is my sun, my Bella? Alas, what Vail Drapes itself and renders my heaven dark. Woe’s me, that I call and see her, She does not respond. Oh, if your sails have auspicious winds, my dearest sweet, hides grace and valor in your beautiful face. And if you change your hair and features late, if my heart is too full! Hear my sighs! Give them place, turn unjust disdain into your care, and may your pity conquer hardships. See how I burn and how I am consumed through your spoken fire; What better reason, what greater sign than I, a temple of faithful life, care for you, the beautiful face. (AND THIS I WROTE TODAY IN AN IDEA BOOK I KEEP) Monday (Oct. 11th 2004) The days continuously run shorter and shorter. 12:43pm Sitting in the “plaza” walkway of Av. Alvaro Obregón intersecting with Cordoba St. It is an unusually brilliant, sunlit day and if it weren’t for the nagging tendency to be aware of my surroundings I could swear I am at the beach. Beautiful women walking by in miniskirts business-attire instead of bathing suits. Wearing sunglasses and carting suitcases in lieu of their beach bags. With such a clear sky the car windows gleaming one after another in a symphonic pantomime, masterfully reinvent the high and low tied, a virtuoso recession and progression. The police traffic conductor and his whistle take the place of tropical birds accompanying the loud trucks intoning the oceans song. It’s the most comfortable I’ve been in ages. And it feels as if it were a vacation, forbidden long since… Similar to when you catch yourself day dreaming about a girl that’s sitting write next to you in the work place, classroom, bank teller line, or in the car lane next to you at a red-light “d*mn, I was in reveres to get a better look, latter forgot and rear-ended the car behind me!!” If you’ve a mind for details, the effect is lost! I imagine you’re saying “ The oceans salty taste is missing from the air!” Oh, but… close your eyes… There is a wistful thickness all about you. The suns heat makes you float from where you lie on Earth. It’s light breeze caresses every possible surface connected to your physical being. A slue of playful kids and their buoyant chatter awaken the youth deep inside. Feel it! The sensation… a peculiar one. That of a loved one, holding your hand. Your fathers strong and careful grasp, your child’s awaiting its life guidance, or the hand of that your old puppy love in your childhood, your first true love and/or your wife’s connected, there with you –floating in life. There, see, the ocean! Full of a nature you will never know but will always be apart of, you fill inside the same substance that will be waded through halfway around the world. The same as the one you’re in now. You live where you can, mostly taking it for granted; forgetting when in any moment you’ve about had your fill of all you can take, the beach is at your reach! Speaking of forbidden vacations, I have appointments to keep! 1:22pm AND OH YEA... your the music you love... i play it live (original)