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fuzzy1954
2 months ago
0 miles · Prairie Village

About

learning to write here with my friends
meeting new friends on my journey
stop and say hello we may surprise each other

did not plan on falling in love with you, and I
doubt if you planned on falling in love with me.
But once we met, it was clear that neither of us
could control what was happening to us. We fell
in love, despite our differences, and once we did,
something rare and beautiful was created. For me,
love like that is why every minute we spent together
has been seared in my memory. I will never forget
a single moment of it.
bless you my soul mate

Interests
Writing
European Classic Autos
Cooking
History

Favorite Books
Tom Sawyer
War and Peace
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea

Favorite Authors
Lawrence Gipson 1962 Pulitzer Prize for History

Favorite Movies
Doctor No
Goldfinger
The Shining

Favorite Music
Zac Brown
Piano Guys
Arctic Monkeys
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Reaping the Montana wind.

Standing on their hill. Snow blowing her hair. Head bowed. Tears flowing. His widow remembers. That hot, July day in 76. The day he rode, Out of her life. His weathered face. Blowing his love, Her final kiss. Telling her, To saddle the wind. Till his return. Sioux arrow, Found his chest. Holding her picture, For his final kiss. Montana winds. Ripple though, Waving creasy grass. As her picture circles. Reaping the wind. Fi...

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You're back under her spell.

An Asian beauty bathed, in the light of the moon. Broke many a man's heart. Took lives too soon. Treacherous mistress, from the very start. We tried to tame her and got a boot to the heart. Star-filled sky wasn’t a romantic sign. Just meant more young brothers were bound to die. Proud brothers all bled in our hell. She whispers in your ear. You're back under her spell. Caught tight in her claws. Her unwanted caress, holdi...

Gone

Taking the sun, the moon, the stars and every thing good in me.

I am sitting with my morning coffee. My girl walks in and says "it's over." And just like that, she is gone. I watch from our kitchen window as she drives away. Taking the sun, the moon, the stars, and anything inside of me that is good. I am left a shell of the man she seduced five months ago. I stand frozen as my heart explodes. I think back to when she'd wake me as we slowly made love. But things change, and that's the...

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