tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085718903861526367.post3813204664297482229..comments2023-10-29T08:41:40.158-05:00Comments on maggie's world: Ten on ThursdayMaggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09899197914591801470noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085718903861526367.post-52885113808775025622008-07-25T03:04:00.000-05:002008-07-25T03:04:00.000-05:00You walk like a dancer. Oh, and when you set your ...You walk like a dancer. <BR/><BR/>Oh, and when you set your mind to it and work it...damn.<BR/><BR/>I bet he sat at that bench oblivious to it, because he was oblivious to it while he had you, why wouldn't he be now? He's dumb.<BR/><BR/>It's good that it wasn't for him, because the people around you, watching you glide, stride, and strut to that bench saw the real, authentic Mags.<BR/><BR/>She is something to behold. You should see her through my eyes.<BR/><BR/>She's the one who knows what she wants, when she wants it, and how she wants it and if she doesn't want it, well that's okay, too.<BR/><BR/>I like her. She's a fighter, a lover, a sister, friend, daughter, woman, girl, giving, amazing, shining, stunning, wonderment.<BR/><BR/>I'm glad that you found her again.<BR/><BR/>It's fitting that you liken yourself to a willow.<BR/><BR/>The willow is a dancer, it bends and gives to the wind and the elements much the same way that a dancer bends and gives to the music. <BR/><BR/>It also has it's own music and it's a joy to see the beauty in it's strength.<BR/><BR/>I like the way you walk.<BR/>I love you, too.<BR/>Welcome home.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com