is sick
and to die...
all i can do
is sit here and
cry...

D, I'm new here, but I love what I see .....


D   i love what i see too

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d.conors: i want you.
M: no you don't
M: ****
d.conors: i say what i want.
M: fine
M: go on

d.conors: i look at your pics all day
M: you do?
d.conors: i set my pc up with your pic on my backdrop
d.conors: i look at you and have little silent chats
M: silly boy
d.conors: yes
M: crazy boy
d.conors: and paint and smile and look at that beautiful woman who loves me
M: so ....that's how you spend your day...
M: do I chat back?
d.conors: i spend my day working my tail off with no real contact with other people
d.conors: no, you do not chat back
M: but I do
M: in my head

d.conors: you just stare at me from off the screen with those crystalline eyes
d.conors: and i want you.
d.conors: i lay me down to sleep
d.conors: and
d.conors: i want you.

M: deep sighs
d.conors: i wake up and make coffee for me
d.conors: and
d.conors: i want you.
d.conors: it was rainy and cold today
d.conors: and
d.conors: i wanted you.

M: gulp

M: I sit at my computer
M: stare out my window....and I want

M: you too

...and for with mine own
and simple hands,
i would pick for you
every tulip on the sod,
lay them at your feet
and beg my tears to stop...

we are
in
love
that's why.

sometimes i find my
self-trembling
at the
thought
of
you.

you blossomed
in my life,
made me see
the world
in a different light,
you scented the air
with your love
and affection,
gave me
a new artistic direction.