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To: SusieQ1065 who wrote (6983)	1/12/2001 12:10:09 PM
From: 2MAR$	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 13018

That was absolutely so liquid and lovely.. oh the wonder of women , where love may swim so deep, sail so heavenly... and burns so fiercely bright and stirred with passions that reels within them so tenderly. ....the stars in their galactic orbits wheeling about in their heavens are no match for the passions which swirl & gale within their breasts ... and how much is the power of such human touch? the sea is a birthplace for all life , you'll find me , the man ,always dreaming of her carress... I stand on the precipice and sometimes in restless awe, hearing the sentinel sirene's spirit call... caught up in that eternal song and voyage of embrace... The spirits I have raised abandon me, The spells which I have studied baffled me, The remedy I reck'd of tortured me; I lean no more on super-human aid, It hath no power upon the past, and for The future, till the past be gulf'd in darkness, It is not of my search. -- My mother Earth! And thou fresh breaking Day, and you, ye Mountains, Why are ye beautiful? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight -- thou shin'st not on my heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness of distance; when a leap, A stir, a motion, even a breath, would bring My breast upon its rocky bosom's bed To rest forever -- wherefore do I pause? I feel the impulse--yet I do not plunge; I see the peril -- yet do not recede; And my brain reels -- and yet my foot is firm. There is a power upon me which withholds, And makes it my fatality to live; Lord Byron.... ( sleeping in alot lately ? yup, am guilty as charged !) *that was so beautiful a quote ...do some more please sometimes....anytimes! ~~