Tag Archives: 2004

666 Unable to Dance [2004]

Within the deepest recesses of my soul, there do you constantly linger. Escape is what I dearly long for, for who knows what could transpire were I to give in to this longing that has me so entrenched in wanting … Continue reading

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665 Never Regret [2004]

People are brought into our lives with no reason at all or with every one possible. Never should we regret that our past experiences build us into who we are. © Johanna Fugitt 2017

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664 The Dance [2004]

The breath quickens, the heart races. The floor moves her closer to him. She feels his rhythm, as she moves along. The heart races, the breath quickens, the body desires. © Johanna Fugitt 2017

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663 Music [2004]

Beauty thy name is song, for there is no other sound in the world that touches the human soul like music. © Johanna Fugitt 2017

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662 Crush [2004]

The chaos begins again, my body electrified. Should I but journey on this road, I do not think I could ever stop. Can I let go? Can I be the one I want to be? Can I find love within … Continue reading

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661 I Will Remember You [25 December 2004]

Your beauty will shine on, when all the others have faded. Even if the world won’t remember, you will exist there in my heart. Others will move on, they will find something else to fill their empty souls. But I … Continue reading

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660 Shore [02 December 2004]

Sleep claims me now as I slide ever deeper into the shallows of his desires. Calm down the waves, glide over the forms among the blue. Settle along the bay of his arms. © Johanna Fugitt 2017

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659 My Journey’s End [02 December 2004]

Found among the silence, reflecting upon the calm, the face of my desires moves quietly along the shore. I look in front of me, behind me he does not exist. His form exists here, across the river of my dreams. … Continue reading

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658 Ugly Duckling [27 November 2004]

I am surrounded by fools and morons, for they speak of the need to be beautiful as if it is a lifeline that cannot be cut. But for me, it has been severed since before I understood such beauty. And … Continue reading

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657 The Beauty of My Rapture [27 November 2004]

This is the beauty of my rapture, a figure cloaked in dreams, whose voice I have sought since time was eternal. I have chased the glory of this enchantment through my subconscious. Through golden colored hills have I called his … Continue reading

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