A Gift Desired

A gift desired Oh for a true, blissful moment of satisfaction. A gift from your heart – a life time of gratification would come on the wings of positive reactions to this man, along with intimate communications. This you would be able to see, with the eyes of your soul, with the eyes of your heart, if only you cared to know beyond, which you only see with the eyes in your head, those eyes you perceive with – from your intellect instead. For me, Moneca, my Dear, your sweet voice is all I hear bouncing, ricocheting, echoing off walls far and near that enclose the empty spaces, enfold the void’s of my life. Memories of inner beauty, of you cut deep – by the knife, that is your tongue, is your feelings, your belief, your constant statements - from which there is little relief. B. J. “A” 2 April 13th 2008

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Charlotte Puddifoot

Date: 3/11/2013 6:40:00 PM

you write with a certain romantic style, though bittersweet there at the end, enjoyed reading tonight :)

William J. Jr. Atfield
Date: 3/11/2013 8:35:00 PM

Thank you Charlotte, for thinking so “ you write with a certain romantic style ” and life, for some of us, is a bittersweet journey, from beginning to its end, unfortunately that seems to be my fate !!, as you will see in the depths of my stuff, should you delve into it . “ In A Hotel Room ” just knocks me out and gives me reason to rethink, what am I doing ??? B. J. “A” 2 ( Bill . )