BoRnFl_iRt said:
MISSING YOU.
YOU LEFT FOR WORK...
THE DOOR IS CLOSED AND LOCKED
I WATCHED YOU DRIVE AWAY,
BUT YOUR SCENT LINGERED...
I SHOOK MY HEAD
TRYING TO DISLODGE YOUR IMAGE
AND TO GET ON WITH MY DAILY CHORES...
'I MISS YOU'...
I MAKE THE BED,
OUR BED...
WHERE A FEW SHORT HOURS AGO WE HAD LAIN
SNUGGLED TOGETHER AS ONE...
AND AS I SMOOTHE THE SHEETS,
I SEE THE INDENTATIONS FROM YOUR BODY...
I LIE DOWN FOR A MOMENT,
IN THE PLACE WHERE YOU HAVE LAIN,
PUT MY HEAD ON YOUR PILLOW,
AND BREATHE IN THE SCENT OF YOU..
I FEEL YOU THERE...
BUT, I ARISE, WITH AN EMPTY FEELING
MOVING ON TO THE NEXT CHORE.
BUT....
'I MISS YOU'...
I DUST THE MANTLE, AND LIGHT A CANDLE...
THE AROMA IMMEDIATELY ASSAILS MY SENSES.
I AM HURLED BACK TO OTHER TIMES,
WITH FIRE CRACKLING, CANDLES BURNING...
BARRY, CELION, FAITH ARE OUR GUESTS..
THEIR SOFT THROBBING MUSIC,
PLAYING HAUNTINGLY
IN THE BACKGROUND...
MY HAND IS FROZEN IN MIDAIR,
DUSTING FORGOTTEN
AS I AM TRANSENDED BACK TO NIGHTS OF
EXQUISTE ESCTASY!
OF HEAVENS VISITED, OF STARS TOUCHED,
TO FEELINGS NEVER BEFORE FELT!
I MUST MOVE ON, THERE IS MUCH TO DO
BUT...
'I MISS YOU'...
I WILL BAKE...
AND AS I BAKE COOKIES THAT YOU LOVE SO WELL...
THE SMELL OF THEM SIMMERING IN THE OVEN
TRIGGERS MEMORYS...
SO MANY MEMORIES...
OF US, TOASTING EACH OTHER IN THE KITCHEN,
LAUGHING,
TOUCHING,
HUGGING
CELEBRATING OUR LOVE...
GIDDY WITH THE AWARENESS OF EACH OTHER...
'I MISS YOU'...
YOU CALL,
WE SPEAK OF TRIVIAL THINGS,
YOU ASK, 'ARE YOU ALRIGHT?
YOU SOUND AS IF SOMETHING IS BOTHERING YOU'
I DENY,
HOW CAN I VOICE IT?
YOU ARE BUSY,
THERE ISN'T TIME...
IT WOULD TAKE A LIFETIME TO EXPRESS...
HOW DO I EXPLAIN, THE EMPTYNESS INSIDE,
THE YEARNING...
BECAUSE....
'I MISS YOU'...
I COOK,
THE SAUCE IS ONE YOU LOVE,
I STIR,
BUT AS I WATCH THE STEAM ARISE...
I PAUSE..
MY MIND DOING TUMBLESAULTS BACK...
TO STEAM ARISING...
FROM US AND OUR BODIES,
AS WE JOIN EACH OTHER,
BECOMING ONE..
IN THE THROES OF PASSION..
IT BOILS TO FAST
AND I AM BROUGHT BACK TO REALITY...
A PLACE WHERE I DO NOT WISH TO BE...
AS....
'I MISS YOU'...
I SHOWER,
AND AS THE VAPORS REACH OUT FOR THE CEILING..
AND THE MUSIC SOFTLY PLAYS...
I THINK OF YOU.
I COVER MYSELF IN BUBBLES...
SMILING, KNOWING HOW YOU LOVE THEM.
BUT A YEARNING OVERTAKES ME..
SO FIERCE THAT IT LEAVES ME WEAK..
AND AS I WRAP MY SELF IN A TOWEL,
I AM WISHING IT IS YOUR ARMS INSTEAD!
I LAVISH ON ALL MY MANY CREAMS
LAYER AFTER LAYER...
THEIR FRAGRANCE FILLS THE ROOM..
EACH ONE, INDIVIDUALLY, SOOTHS AND SOFTENS,
MY HANDS CARESS PLACES,
WHERE YOU LOVE THE SOFTNESS...
TOGETHER THEIR MINGLED SCENTS, INTOXIFY!
RUSHING THOUGHTS OF US TO MY HEART,
WHICH BEATS ERATICLY WITH THE THOUGHT OF YOU..
HERE...
NOW..
WITH ME..
TWO BECOMING ONE...
YOU MUST SEE...
'I MISS YOU'...
EACH TIME WE ARE APART,
IT WRENCHES MY SOUL..
ALTHOUGH I KNOW IT IS ALL REALITYS OF LIFE..
AND ALL NECESSARY...
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT IT DOES?
FOR...
WE ARE ONE,
IN SPIRIT...
MIND...
AND HEART..
SOULMATES...
WHEN WE ARE APART, MY OTHER HALF IS MISSING..
AND I AM NOT COMPLETE, NOT WHOLE...
BUT...
THERE IS A KNOCK AT THE DOOR...
I AM HANDED FLOWERS..
ROSES, BRILLIANT RED AND SOFT WHITE..
AND NESTLED IN THEIR MIST IS A CARD...
'TO MY SOARING HEART'
I PLACE MY FACE SO CLOSE
AN INHALE THEIR BEAUTY..
AND TEARS FLOW..
TEARS OF HAPPINESS..
OF YEARNING...
OF LOVE...
AS THEY SAY TO ME...
FROM YOU...
'I MISS YOU!'
MY LOVER, MY BESTEST FRIEND,
MY SOULMATE AND MY HEART!
FROM MY SOARING HEART
BoRnFl_iRt said:Asalaam-o-Alaikum !!
So Sharry & Kiddo Wants To Go On Short LeAveeeees ?? Oyyeee Both Of Ya Listen If Ya Go I'll Crush Yer Heads Understand ...
U Guys Called Me Back & Now Ya Leavin Its Not Fair At All .. Listen KinG Is Back Ok .. From Now On I'll Take All Charges From Here.. Tell Me Who Have Problem With My Sweetest Thing Sharry Da GoDdess ... ???
Sharry Job For Ya .. U Have To WelComE Me BaCk Understand, Or Else Yer SouL Will B MiNe, U Know I Do Wat I Say...
BoRnFl_iRt said:<font color="red">Love Marriage:
Resembles procedural programming language. We have some set functions like flirting, going to movies together, making long conversations on phone and then try to fit all functions to the candidate we like.
Arranged Marriage:
Similar to object oriented programming approach. We first fix the candidate and then try to implement functions on her. The main object is fixed and various functions are added to supplement the main program. The functions can be added or deleted.
Love Marriage:
It is a throwaway tye of prototype as client requirements rises
with time thus it is a dynamic system and difficult to maintain.
Arranged Marriage:
Requirements are well defined so use of waterfall model is possible.
Love Marriage:
Family system hangs because hardware called parents are not responding.
Arranged Marriage:
Compatible with hardware Parents.
Love Marriage:
You are the project leader so u are responsible for implementation
and execution of PROJECT- married life.
Arranged Marriage:
You are a team member under project leader parents so they are
responsible for successful execution of project Married life.
Love Marriage:
Client expectations include exciting feature as spouse cooking
food, washing clothes etc.
Arranged Marriage:
All these features are covered in the SRS as required features.
Love Marriage:
Acceptance test possible you can try before you Buy.
Arranged Marriage:
Product is sold as it is where i! t is basis. Product once sold will not be taken back.............. </font id="red"></font id="size4">
BoRnFl_iRt said:<font color="blue">I HATE BOYS VS. I HATE GIRLS (HiLaRiOuS)
BOYS</font id="size4"> A <font color="red">heart</font id="red"> is not a playing thing,
A <font color="red">heart</font id="red"> is not a toy,
but if you want it broken,
Just give it to a <font color="red">boy</font id="red">.
Boys,they like to play with things
To see what makes them run,
But when it comes to <font color="red">kissing</font id="red">,
They do it just for <font color="red">fun</font id="red">.
Boys never give their <font color="red">hearts</font id="red"> away
They play us <font color="red">girls</font id="red"> for fools,
They wait until we give our <font color="red">hearts</font id="red">
And then they play it cool.
You will wonder where he is at night,
You will wonder if he is true,
One moment you will be <font color="red">happy</font id="red">,
One moment you will be <font color="red">blue</font id="red">.
If you get the chance to see him
Your <font color="red">heart</font id="red"> begins to dance,
Your life revolves around <font color="red">him</font id="red">,
There's nothing like <font color="red">r o m a n c e</font id="red">.
And then it starts to happen,
You worry <font color="red">day</font id="red"> and <font color="red">night</font id="red">,
You see my friend, you're losing him
It never turns out <font color="red">right</font id="red">.
Boys are great though <font color="red">immature</font id="red">,
The <font color="red">$</font id="red">price<font color="red">$</font id="red"> you <font color="red">$</font id="red">pay<font color="red">$</font id="red"> is <font color="red">$</font id="red">high<font color="red">$</font id="red">,
He may seem <font color="red">sweet</font id="red"> and <font color="red">gorgeous</font id="red">,
But remember he is just a <font color="red">guy</font id="red">.
Don't fall in <font color="red">love</font id="red"> with just a boy
That's takes <font color="red">a lot</font id="red"> of nerve.
You see my friend,you need a <font color="red">man</font id="red">
To get what you <font color="red">deserve</font id="red">.
So when you think that you're in <font color="red">love</font id="red">,
Be careful if you can
Before you give your <font color="red">heart</font id="red"> away
Make sure that he's a <font color="red">man</font id="red">.
GIRLS</font id="size4"> There are many good things in life,
Like cars,<font color="red">$money$</font id="red">,and weed.
But if you want something <font color="red">c o n f u s i n g</font id="red">,
A girl is all you need.
A <font color="red">girl</font id="red"> doesn't say what she wants,
But you're somehow supposed to <font color="red">know</font id="red">,
If they want to do this or do that,
Stay here,stay there,or <font color="red">just go</font id="red">.
Then there's the time,you all know what I mean,
That monthly little <font color="red">j o y</font id="red">,
That lets them <font color="red">a b u s e</font id="red"> the sh*t out of you,
just for being a <font color="red">boy</font id="red">.
If you ever udare to look at another <font color="red">girl</font id="red">,
They seem to <font color="red">scream</font id="red">,go on,and panic.
But watch how <font color="red">fast</font id="red"> they ignore you,
At the sight of that queer from <font color="red">"Titanic"</font id="red">.
They give you questions like,
"Am I <font color="red">fat</font id="red">?",
And "If you could go with one of my friends,<font color="red">who?"</font id="red">,
There is no answer, <font color="red">face the facts</font id="red">,
You are definitely through.
They take nothing and <font color="red">blow</font id="red"> it up,
And make a <font color="red">tremendous</font id="red"> fuss,
So <font color="red">girls</font id="red"> no matter what you think,
You are <font color="red">just</font id="red"> as hard to <font color="red">u n d e r s t a n d</font id="red"> as us.
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