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Tonight was a time of memories, sweet and sensual. The slight breeze touched her body and soul and she moved in response to each brush of air, forgetting that she was alone........or was she?
Distant whispers were only in the lingering thoughts that she remembered. Someone or something was reaching and remembering also, a love that vanished was now as real as the touch she felt trailing on her bare shoulder.
Holding on the railing of the bridge, she felt a movement, but nothing that was to be feared. It was only the ghost of yesterday, the reminder that fantasy and realism are sometimes mingled as one. She turned and walked away, a warmth in her soul and body would once again carry her through another night.
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Midnight In The Mind

Contributed by Justalady on Sunday, 27th June 2004 @ 07:18:35 AM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes



Midnight brought with it a feeling of quiet splendor, something that could not be seen only felt. Standing in the darkness on a bridge that had been built with words now had new meaning, and watching the emotions flow beneath could have brought sorrow and regret...... but not tonight.
Tonight was a time of memories, sweet and sensual. The slight breeze touched her body and soul and she moved in response to each brush of air, forgetting that she was alone........or was she?
Distant whispers were only in the lingering thoughts that she remembered. Someone or something was reaching and remembering also, a love that vanished was now as real as the touch she felt trailing on her bare shoulder.
Holding on the railing of the bridge, she felt a movement, but nothing that was to be feared. It was only the ghost of yesterday, the reminder that fantasy and realism are sometimes mingled as one. She turned and walked away, a warmth in her soul and body would once again carry her through another night.




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Re: Midnight In The Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by apollo on Sunday, 27th June 2004 @ 09:18:56 AM AEST
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justalady this is beautiful and so happy of an ending. im glad she did not jump off this bridge (that is what this is about right? not committing suicide?) sometimes in life things just seem all messed up and we get so confused we do not know what to do, but you must step away from the bridge, there is much love in the world. take care!

brandon


Re: Midnight In The Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by mountainhigh on Sunday, 27th June 2004 @ 10:21:38 AM AEST
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It is so sweet to sit and remember and get lost in the beautiful memories of gentle times, and then to walk away....smiling.

Thank you so much for sharing this.

Chris


Re: Midnight In The Mind (User Rating: 1 )
by critterhideaway on Tuesday, 29th June 2004 @ 02:36:35 PM AEST
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Beautiful thought.




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