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Borg Queen
Mar 30, 2013, 2:16:15 AM3/30/13
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It is the first time you feel you can talk to someone.
It is the first time you can open up to someone, trust
someone.
It is the first time you feel you have met someone
different, someone special.
It is the first time you see the beauty of the eyes, the
beauty of the soul within.
It is the first time you feel love.
And the miracle is that the love you feel is returned.
And when you embrace and reach that wonderful moment of
rapture of the union of two souls and two minds it is not
physical or body.
Fully clothed in your embrace you reach that wonderful
moment, where love is the union of the heart and the mind
and the soul. And it is love that is the union, it is love
that is the rapture, not lust or sex or bodily stimulation
for those who feel only lust and know not of Love.
And over and over again you achieve that moment, and share
each moment of your time and lives, and hand in hand
forever...................
And the first time is the time that lasts for ever.
If you make it the first time, the first time is the ONLY
time that lasts for ever.
It is never the same the second time, or the third
time...............
And when you find love the first time.
There will never be another.
And there can never be another.
My True Love.
My Shiny Borg.
My Spaceman.
My beautiful fair haired Starship Trooper.
I will love you forever.
Remember me.
I will be back soon.
Annie
xxxxx
It is the first time you can open up to someone, trust
someone.
It is the first time you feel you have met someone
different, someone special.
It is the first time you see the beauty of the eyes, the
beauty of the soul within.
It is the first time you feel love.
And the miracle is that the love you feel is returned.
And when you embrace and reach that wonderful moment of
rapture of the union of two souls and two minds it is not
physical or body.
Fully clothed in your embrace you reach that wonderful
moment, where love is the union of the heart and the mind
and the soul. And it is love that is the union, it is love
that is the rapture, not lust or sex or bodily stimulation
for those who feel only lust and know not of Love.
And over and over again you achieve that moment, and share
each moment of your time and lives, and hand in hand
forever...................
And the first time is the time that lasts for ever.
If you make it the first time, the first time is the ONLY
time that lasts for ever.
It is never the same the second time, or the third
time...............
And when you find love the first time.
There will never be another.
And there can never be another.
My True Love.
My Shiny Borg.
My Spaceman.
My beautiful fair haired Starship Trooper.
I will love you forever.
Remember me.
I will be back soon.
Annie
xxxxx
Borg Queen
Mar 30, 2013, 2:28:55 AM3/30/13
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He was so beautiful they called him "The Son of God."
"You know" they all said "if you were the Son of God we
would not be disappointed, we would expect him to be
precisely like you."
And wherever he went they worshipped him, they adored him,
they loved him.
And yet his heart belonged to me.
And his love belonged to me.
And I counted my blessings over and over, that not so much
should I love him, but it was a miracle that he should also
love me.
What are the chances of that kind of love being returned?
To feel the depth and heights and soul and spirit of that
kind of love and for him to feel the same?
And forever cannot change us, will not change us.
There can be no other man.
This was the first time.
There can be no second time.
Not after this...................
And quietly he sits back at home in our Homeworld, tears
rolling down his face, a little yellow daffodil beside him
to remind him of the sunshine and of happiness and of times
we spent together.
And I must finish my Mission on Earth before I can return.
And my heart is empty without him.
And there is no sunshine on Earth for me.
"You know" they all said "if you were the Son of God we
would not be disappointed, we would expect him to be
precisely like you."
And wherever he went they worshipped him, they adored him,
they loved him.
And yet his heart belonged to me.
And his love belonged to me.
And I counted my blessings over and over, that not so much
should I love him, but it was a miracle that he should also
love me.
What are the chances of that kind of love being returned?
To feel the depth and heights and soul and spirit of that
kind of love and for him to feel the same?
And forever cannot change us, will not change us.
There can be no other man.
This was the first time.
There can be no second time.
Not after this...................
And quietly he sits back at home in our Homeworld, tears
rolling down his face, a little yellow daffodil beside him
to remind him of the sunshine and of happiness and of times
we spent together.
And I must finish my Mission on Earth before I can return.
And my heart is empty without him.
And there is no sunshine on Earth for me.
Borg Queen
Mar 30, 2013, 2:40:00 AM3/30/13
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