Goodness, I sit here daily on my computer. My life on Aol, and Ct, seems somehow to make my life a little easier. I am perfectly content with my mondane lifestlye..
I learned long ago to live life alone , that I didn't need a man to make me feel complete or whole. So I keep my distance from men. Alway's at arms length! I Made a vow to myself , that I would live the rest of my life alone.
I thought it not fair to laden a man with my baggage. So living my last days alone was fine with me.
Well, a while ago, I met this "Fine Gentleman". We started talking and I was feeling something that wasn't supposed to happen..I had built the finest walls that Witches can make.. Built of the best concrete and steel that I can conjour up...
As each day passed we talked more and more. Getting to know each other well.. I noticed there were little cracks. I wasn't all too happy with these little cracks, now in my walls. Was I losing my touch?
I have a special place that I have stored some very valuable entities. Called "Love", "Intimacy". You know, the good stuff, the sweet nothings and everythings we all share with one of the opposite sex!
Well,I wasn't having any of this. NO Way!
Well, little did I know, My walls were crumbling , right before my very eyes! How was this possible?' Along the way this fine specimen of a man. Who I might add, has a great package. Smart, handsome, kind, sweet, many attibutes that a man would love to possess.
I had to do some repairs, quickly I might add. I couldn't allow a man to get that close to me..Well, I found it was way to late . My once humble walls, were now in shambles. Lying all in pieces... My steel that once protected those walls were nowhere to be found.
I awoke and had realized that I had fallen hopelessly in love with this man. Now, what was I supposed to do? He too, had fallen in love with me.. Imagine that! He gave me a name along the way.. I still giggle like a school girl when I see or hear it. "Sweet Witch". isn't that cute? hehehe..He has made me his Sweet witch. I also realized that to never love, is to never live!
Some of you know who I am speaking of. For not a day goes by I am not talking about him to someone.. You ask, who could have done this superb feat? My Dear Sweet Ghostdancer!
Come see the love of my life..(He may kill me for this)...lol.. Visit with ghostdance, See my handsome love of my life!
I avow my love to you my ghostdancer, for here and all of time!! mwahhhhhhhhhhhh
Just click on his picture to go there...Blessed Be
