Dream your face in my nights of loneliness,
only your smile can make me sigh,
Only your eye attracts me,
dazzles me, love me, me dominating,
I becomes the slave of your love.
Only you, Princess of a story enchanted
awake, not knowing, all my senses,
redeem me of forgetting to say goodbye
that there was a time when my heart overruled.
Only you inflame the spirit of my love,
that takes a foul-mouthed passion of love,
sating pure celestial love,
my love and my king, my greatest joy 

I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid.
I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. "Even dummies know that!"
My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her "world-famous" cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It had to be true.
Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me. "No Santa Claus?" she snorted...."Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let's go."
"Go? Go where, Grandma?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun. "Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days. "Take this money," she said, "and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then she turned and walked out of Kerby's.
I was only eight years old. I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping.
For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for.
I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the people who went to my church.
I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's grade-two class. Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn't have a cough; he didn't have a good coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a coat!
I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that.
"Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. "Yes, ma'am," I replied shyly. "It's for Bobby."
The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed a good winter coat. I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas.
That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat (a little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible) in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, "To Bobby, From Santa Claus" on it.
Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially, one of Santa's helpers.
Grandma parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," she whispered, "get going."
I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma.
Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.
Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes. That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were -- ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team.
I still have the Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.
May you always have LOVE to share,
HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS that care...
And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Claus!



 




 

darling, distance doesn't matter when two souls care and are in love with each other. my job as an engineer makes me travel all ove the world so distance is a challenge we can surely overcome if we willing to do so.you are a wonderful woman, I would have never dreamed of meeting someone as special as you are through the internet. But I find myself thanking God for making it possible. Even though we are worlds apart I feel so close to you, I never in a million years would have thought that I could ever feel the way I do. You have made me feel alive and that is a most wonderful gift. After i lost my late wife, I had close the doors on life and thought I would never want to be close to anyone ever again. But God must have given you the keys to that door because I want to share my life with you and have you as a part of my life. I never knew that there could be someone as kind and loving as you. I do have my doubts at times because we are so far apart but then I let my heart take over and I know that my feelings are real. I dream of being with you and spending time with you. I hope that one day we will be able to meet each other and really get to know each other. I long to hold you and to show you how much I care for you. You are always in my thoughts and I hold your love safe in my heart, and I dream of the day that we can be together. I love you dearly my love, I hold you in my dreams and in my heart. Always my love........hope to to you on the phone talk soon.....

Hello my wonderful one. How are you today? Why am i getting addicted to my email? lol. I get a good glow on my face just waking up to read from you. Wonderful. How was your night?. I knew something was missing since i havent smiled all morning till now,lol. I was almost late for my chopper to take me to the sight of the bridge we are constructing in the morning, i woke up late, i think i am becoming restful again, Maybe i could sense something good ahead of us.
What wouldn't i do to make my dreams come true. It is like a rigger waiting for a trigger. Would you be my trigger? lol. I just need a woman to hold me before i am old. Absolutely i have come to know that we spend the most of our life seeking for the secondary needs- fortune, while our primary needs are left unseen. We have worked so hard and attained some wealth right? but for what purpose? To be realistic, except if you just want to be known as a rich person, wealth means nothing if you have no best friend, lover and soul mate to share it with. All the millions are useless indeed. how much do we need to eat? How much do we need for shelter? how much do we need for daily fun. excess and excess leads us to vanity. But for few of us who value the simplicity, we sure would do well in finding happiness. As i always say, money can buy a good bed, but never will money buy sleep. it can buy the best diamond watch, but can never buy time, It can buy piles of books , but cant buy knowledge.. It can buy food, but not satisfaction, Money can buy sex, but can NEVER buy love. That is why , i refuse to follow the crowd, so as my own man, i would give up all that can be bought for that which cant be bought. I want true joy and happiness. I want my woman to have power over my moods,she can make me smile in all weather.
By the way, i hope you too took your profile off the dating site for i dont want any other man contacting you because i want you all to my self.lol.I have to go for my lunch break now, i would be back to read your reply..............
love always...................

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hello darling,

i must confess that you are a truly wonderful woman who has brought joy and gladness to my once empty heart, am up early drawing up my schedule for the week, it's going to be a busy week because we are behind schedule but God blessed me with dedicated and hardworking local workers.I would return to read your email when i go on lunch break.have a nice week dear!

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Hello my wonder woman,
Hope you are feeling as happy and great as i am feeling after getting back from work and opening my email to see that there was something to read from you,i am so glad that you shared with me these sweet words,it is really glaring that we are really heading in the right direction.
Who are you?  A woman being a goddess? or a goddess pretending to be a woman? lol Whichever you are, you are doing something  special to me.lol.I mean after all these years, i would have thought i might not have the possibilities again of having my dream woman, my partner, my best friend and co pilot. I'm talking about fate here - when feelings are so powerful it's as if some force beyond your control is guiding you to someone who can make you happy beyond your wildest dreams. I wouldn't be scared anyway, because truly, Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end.The inevitable truth is , If it is meant to be, no matter the distance our hearts will find each other and we shall meet. And if our hearts melt together so will our bodies and souls. Then every word and every touch will fuel our passion flame. I will be yours, you will be mine, and we will be one.
my childhood friend found his woman on the net and to be sincere, he inspired us. I did not buy a house in the states yet because i would love to find my woman first, then building a home would start from there. I am being true to my feelings, as my old friend would say, Never question if you are in love or not, because if you were you wouldn't need to ask. So the best of men, would accept what they feel without questions, because truly, Love and death can't be escaped, no one can tell , when, how, or where. It is never too early or too late.LOL.
What is more important to you the love you share, the memories you have or the lover? Give love a chance to swallow you up. Don't just think it will happen in an instant, it will suprise you before you know it, but it will be the most rewarding experience you will ever have.
I thank you for being so open minded and simple as me, i can promise you that the sky is the limit for us.
I am guessing you will be in bed right now or about to so which ever ways do have the most pleasant of dreams as you rest ok.
I long to read from you much much much more............
Your Prince charming
Bruce.