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Dreams are wonderful things but they get too much attention. The right here and now demands attention to. Somehow I must embrace my reality, acknowledge my faults, and show up to this life as is ...in real time....
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Dreams are wonderful things but they get too much attention. The right here and now demands attention too. Somehow I must embrace my reality, acknowledge my faults, and show up to this life as is ...in real time....
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This one is closer to what I was looking for.... 🥰 🥰 🥰 🥰
 
It happened today. That wonderful and awkward rare treat where I saw heaven. She was there for meeting waiting, as they all do, for the administration representative. She has that clueless sense of trendy business attire which used to be called hooker attire 15 years ago. A wonderful black form fitting skirt about 4 in above the knee and I happened to be in the right place at the wrong time. I heard the clink of a metallic bracelet hitting the table top and instinctively I looked up just as she crossed her legs. May I repeat I saw No England, no France, no underpants. We happened to make eye contact and it was awkward. If we acknowledged it openly there would have to be a protocol, HR involvement, he said, she said, a denial, and a rebuttal. Instead I chose to smile and nod. She chose to smirk knowingly and nod. I quickly found something else to do.
 
Mi Encanta

In a world grown gray
She is vivid color.
Her form dominates my thoughts
and I willingly succumb to her charms.
The mind, ever rational, chastises my eyes
for staring in drunken lust
until my soul champions their defense
and interjects,
"no, I see her - the real her...
we must strive to know her.
For this is no enchantress;
this is the inspiring energy we are missing
."
I smile for I've found
My Song.
- Q 2024

Post or naw?​
 
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Me Encanta

In a world grown gray
She is vivid color.
Her form dominates my thoughts
and I willingly succumb to her charms.
The mind, ever rational, chastises my eyes
for staring in drunken lust
until my soul champions their defense
and interjects,
"no, I see her - the real her...
we must strive to know her.
For this is no enchantress;
this is the inspiring energy we are missing
."
I smile for I've found
My Song.
- Q 2024

Post or naw?​
Your gonna submit it, right?
 
I was asking if it should
You miss 100% of the shots you don't take...
I support your decision to do either.
I know it sounds like a copout, but honestly it's yours and yours to do with.
I'm proud of you for posting it here, on the forum.
This is the greatest, purest, organic place to write.... It's literally a blank slate every time you open it...
 
I just got off the phone with this lady and apparently I interrupted her driving time. I heard a disgruntled hack and a "hello" followed by thumps and her screaming a slew of expletives and then "dagnabbit you know I can't drive and chew gum at the same time!!" (now why she chose to use dagnabbit after her clear grasp of a sailor's vernacular is beyond me)
 
But wasn't she driving ? And why did she answer the phone? And where did she get the gun?
 
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