(where) by me..Where is that special warming touch? That breed to see and succeed, the love i yearn soo much. Where is that warming? The fiery burning one feels to be completed in their soothing soul, no more searching, no darkness lurking, just a king and a queen of stories old. Where is that home filled with incense lathered aroma, bones to be warmed during rain and stormy dreading nights. Where is the caring? the sharing no disasters of hateful freight.. Where is the lighted tunnel to **** me on in, where whimsical sins go away in a moments flash..when will the pain relieve and blowing in the trees overcome to one breathe at last...Where is the blanket to cover this old ancient of structures where gaulking is adventure on mountaintop sealed ruins..Where is that Love everyone writes of in girly magazines.....?