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    dots Submission Name: s . e . v . e . n .dots

    Author: Theophilus
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    You always turn the stars on brightest when I'm feeling worst.

    Its cold but we don’t care, your hand is warm in mine and that’s enough. Fall asleep laying in a parking lot, staring up at the stars, 3 o’clock. Gaze into the Light until the Light gazes into you.

    I cried for winter and the cold wind on my neck, my shaking hands, and you gave me a fireside to curl up next to, to keep me warm. You give me more then I could ever ask for. Squirrels that clamber on the treetops and I worry they may fall, but how will they ever learn? So I just watch through my window, my breath mists the glass, autumn, red leaves like roses sprinkle the ground.

    We’re freckled arms in the summer sun, drifting in oceans of each others eyes, not afraid of drowning , even when the skies go stormy and I hear thunder in your sobs, lighting in your angry eyes, even then, there’s grace in you. Like singing in the morning, like diamonds in the snow. You shine the brightest at midnight, in the deepest cold you burn. We’re torches together and we light up this place. You make me smile until it aches and laugh until I'm dizzy, drunk with love, you make me a kid again, innocent and pure, and so foolishly trusting, you make me who I want to be, you make me holy.

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      I was discussing holiness and purity with someone I care for deeply less than a day ago, and how it's both fey and right in your face, or so it seems to me. I guess a lot of us get tired of the daily grind and directly question the ethereal for answers which become apparent when needed. Or perhaps it's a grand joke, and all of this is just a flightless dream of grandeur. But I will question mercilessly for I hate being in the dark, blinded by confusion.

    This comment is going around in circles, making me ramble, and all for what? To get things off my chest so that I may feel lighter and more connected.

    This piece gives me joy, makes me float and dream of endless possibilities...
    | Posted on 2010-01-01 00:00:00 | by trinityfinger | [ Reply to This ]
      Rarely have I felt "holy" but when I have... oh my, it made me want to be a religious person.

    But someone big, with a star role, like Mary or Miriam or someone. Not Jessica Hahn (does she count??)

    Of course, sexual attraction is always more interesting than church.

    I love the roses/red leaves comparison. I love the giggly-dizziness of the write. I love your writing. Period.
    | Posted on 2009-12-25 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
      'you make me who I want to be, you make me holy.' -

    i simply love this. yes. 'you make me holy'.

    there are those i have happened upon in life (including God), that have made me want to be a better person. better not necessarily just for them, but for all. huge-scale-better.

    i think too, love is the ticket. it is the ulitimate lesson. i had a thought the other day; life is a love lesson/love is a life lesson.

    if we are truly walking the walk, we are walking in love. and if we are coming from a place of love, a state of love, how can any of it, this existance here, be bad in any way.

    i really enjoy your spins. yup. i do.

    | Posted on 2009-12-23 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ]

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