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I AM... I am not weak but without your strength, I can falter. I am not ignorant but without your light, I can lose my way in the darkness. I am not compromised or diminished but without you in my life, I am not all I could be. I am not dead but without the summoning of your love, my soul lies in cold shade, entombed, desperately reaching out for resurrection. I am not mute. I still have my voice -- reflected with emotions of sadness and joy, sacred longing and sultry desire, laughing levity and bitter indignation, sparkling song and studied erudition -- and this voice calls to you. Just call out to me and I will answer! I am here, waiting for your presence. I am waiting for your solace. I am waiting for your spirit. I am waiting for your passion. Come to me, for I am yours!
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 2:03 PM UTC
The Summoning
I AM... I am not weak but without your strength, I can falter. I am not ignorant but without your light, I can lose my way in the darkness. I am not compromised or diminished but without you in my life, I am not all I could be. I am not dead but without the summoning of your love, my soul lies in cold shade, entombed, desperately reaching out for resurrection. I am not mute. I still have my voice -- reflected with emotions of sadness and joy, sacred longing and sultry desire, laughing levity and bitter indignation, sparkling song and studied erudition -- and this voice calls to you. Just call out to me and I will answer! I am here, waiting for your presence. I am waiting for your solace. I am waiting for your spirit. I am waiting for your passion. Come to me, for I am yours!
michael-briefs
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55/M/Littleton, CO
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 2:03 PM UTC
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