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.. Mary Valdez Duarte's ProfileCreate Your Badge .. This is an example of what goes on in my mind head after playing chess the night before...Waiting patiently to play chess again...( Because I find this part hard to talk about me)the crisp echos of the moist wood, the creaking through the hovering chill of the nights fog, fills the chamber with the sound of the draw bridge being lowered to the ground. The night's slpendor is like the trickling sand through the hour glass beside the bed, the sand settled, the day begins. The unknown knight of polished armor rolls out the carpet beneath the Queens feet with rose pedals flipping to and fro as it extends the length of her path to the carriage.The unknown knight extends his hand and bows as the silence between them is soft and subtle, she grasps his hand and steps up into the carriage. The King no where to be seen, yet the lone knight saddles up on his horse and heads the carriage through the thick morning clouds that are resting upon the ground, blanketing the memories of the night before. The King dressed in the Knight's attire is able to assure that the Queen is safe, when he wears the unknown armor he sees to her needs and safety. Although the Queen knows it is him beneath the cold armor's sheaths there is the love that they cherish within, she sighs as she recalls the words he spoke with her the night before. Alas there is time for remembering since the carriage ride is long. She feels safe now that the King in the unknown knights armor allows his horse to drop back to see her resting, A king's sigh, a subtle growl, and then the sound of his armor as he raises his visor to clear the steaming drips of water from his face. The growl subsides as the visor is lowered, the Kings teardrops and steam upon his face, his hot breath building while riding and thinking of the Queen, time for him to depart...leaving her side but not leaving her love behind, he cherishes it beneath the armour and shield, where he feels her closest, in his heart. Imprinted upon his cloak beneath the armor are the three aqua marine stripes that crest him and the family ancient history that it protects, while he rides the wind on his horse as if it was a ship of an armada on the rolling sea.
I am a sanddollar upon the shore awaiting your caress. I tumble within your arms and I feel your strength and warmth wash over me. I become a part of you in the moments as you touch me gently and flow through me. Along with the sand on the shore I am like others, I am sand. I listen to you roll into the shore as my love grows to be held by you again. Wondering if you will hold me like you have held me before. Yes! you do, you wash over me again and I feel your love. Your desire shows I feel it upon your lips again and again. The dream world I have dreamt about for years is coming true. Perhaps I am just sand but you are the one wave I have awaited a lifetime to cradle me. I want to feel you within me where I can warm a part of you that can feel how I desire you. I have awaited you with each falling star I have prayed for true love. I know that your love is tender and I can let you know how I feel while we are together but I fear how can I let you know from afar for I know you will roll out to sea but I will keep a part of you warm within me. I will be upon the shore awaiting your touch again. I will be happy with knowing we will be together again like the little seagalls within my soul that you have left within me I will cherish them for it is like a memory of your love while your were within me. I still feel you. I am a sand dollar and your are my ocean.