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flesh and blood am i not (only) a projection of your mind not a fantasy to keep you warm or feeling “sexy” tenderness and tears am i not a soft couch to visit when you’re lonely or need a surrogate mother sister wife flesh and blood and tears and sadness and smiles and joy am…
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poppy seeds scatter to soil illusions shattered dead rose petals fall softly
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can you help uncle?
“I am he that aches with amorous love; Does the earth gravitate? does not all matter, aching, attract all matter? So the body of me to all I meet or know.” ~Walt Whitman Dear Uncle Walt, I am writing for your guidance. We seem to have the same Love DNA so thought perhaps you could…
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getting real
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sending myself love notes
I recently sent myself an ecard from moma to be delivered at a future date. I’m so glad I did because after a week off of email, I had this little surprise waiting for me. I want to remember this act of self love. Here it is: From Kymberlee “But then they danced down the…
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