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Dandling Up and Down Upon the Lap of the Wind Part Number Four Amazing
"Yes, this is all still so amazing what impacts the soul truly; and in what ways." This fond endearment was in the Spring Time of our Love as I remember. A perfected shoo-in. This was the greatest of the many gracious things, a life you pray always remains; something the pain, the joy of longing won't let you forget. Stockholm Sweden down-home right there just off Carbine street. Each at twenty-six we shared eighteen months together. Magnanimous; those days of my youth. I tell you, yes Love she came to me just in time. The juries out, joy, those bygone days now, yes; they're all but dead. Their Mercy, Forgiveness reigns within me. And because of this I still feel we are all but hands molded together as we mold albeit by an outstretched hand, or while waving around our bitter ax. "She wouldn't let me wave about mine!" Yes, I have run the shoreline and weighed the days wading within the surf with the gulls just west of West Palm Beach. I've shared illuminated nights lackadaisical. I've felt their sting. I've et them run away with me. I've tiptoed through the dewy blue morning Clover filled Grasses baring my foot in lieu of the Bees. Time since then has been my lover, friend, my companion my greater barter. Yes, I've been stung a couple of times. Makes me chuckle though still, life is so beautiful. Propitious in their peregrination shadows they jest telling all of us of this effort. In their overcast the rains' patter patter pidder tap mixing simple musings with their merry songs. In all of our terry way dancing, Karina, she was my best friend, my blessing, my raw passion, my angry wind. Faithful to me, she was my beating heart, my hot breath, my voice crying out to love, and to be loved, she was my true friend, my Lover. I betted my manhood on it; my potency. It's because of her I know today Love Forgives, gives; forever lives! The juries out! Perfected Dignity, Our Creator's Love I believe they're meant to combine together and join as one Faith knowing true Freedom through any Season rolling around and around playing together laughing with one another time and again in the end. We didn't get to share in this effort, ultimately, though still, I wish it were, that this still could have been. Yes, my God, she was so divine. Talking about an impact! Again I would jump today at another hearty; heavenly chance with her because still, I love her, she rocked my whole world down to my foundation but still, as we all; crumble; this memory all still feels so good when I think of her. Yes, ever-grateful I still am for this spirit of longing I still carry. Though I know; this may drive me crazy. "I write this effort in the generous hope she would want to know, and as well; remember, because I wanted to Marry her; I can honestly say. I will forever be sure of this."
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