yeishia
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I feel my sensual Angel and look around, seeing her outside I smile and motion to her. I want her in here with me.
I see him beckon me but find that I simply cannot enter, it is if I am frozen in the very fabric of time itself.
My love's muse has been kicked into high gear, inspired by another and I cannot, will not intrude.
There are some things one cannot compete with and this is one of them. The muse must be fed no matter the price, I am as always collateral damage.
I would have it no other way it has been ages since I have seen my love so inspired.
In many ways I am delighted for him, I guess I am saddened that I am no longer the one that sparks his passion....
It seems like eons since we have had time quality together and yet I am willing to wait a small while longer...I love him so!
My eyes are sad as I fade back into the shadows feeling like an abandoned wraith, lost and alone.
A quietly whispered " Que Sera Sera " and I am transported to the bedroom in Soll that I had quite literally fashioned for myself here.
Not bothering to undress I crawl beneath the comforter taking solace from the romantic room and the small treasures which surround me there.
Silent tears fall from the eyes which stare steadfastly at the ceiling to fall unheeded on the satin sheets.
I feel very much alone as I have for several months now. I lie in the small room feeling bereft , needy, sad, it feels almost as if I simply do not exist at al.
Sleep please come I beg...it seems even the allures of dreamland shall be denied to me this night...
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