A rumpled bed  

heavenly_body39 60F
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4/25/2006 8:09 am
A rumpled bed

in white, the folds and creases casting shadows in the morning sun streaming in my window. My male canary named Johnny Fellatio is singing as though it is what he was put on this earth to do.

My love, patiently banked, is waiting this morning. For what, or whom, I am not sure. I wonder where I am headed, for I've begun to make lists and this is always a good harbinger of change.

The qualities I know I possess will see me through. I have hope that my love and my courageous heart will find its true path. It may take awhile but someday when I look back i will see it was worth the price I paid.

I smooth my bed and head off for work. May it be a good one, full of richness and impact.

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