My eyes were drawn to a Cameo CD. I remembered the times we'd dance
and sing and jam together.
I've never been loved by a ghost like this.
I've been communing with her all evening. She walked w/ me and
Chocolate. Insisted on a movie and them used it to show me that I
gotta be 100% me--still the message of perfection.
Then the editing, the music.
Then laying on the floor arms outstretched experiencing what no one
ever talks about. The experience of love being poured onto, over and
through you by a deceased love one like sitting under a waterfall.
You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make
it true.
You may have to work for it, however. --Richard Bach, Illusions
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