she dreamed the same dream night after night~We are an orchestra of one, we are a majesty unveiling, we are newly born lovers, christening one another with mouths and hands and seeking tongues. We are everything and nothing~ Night is falling. night is falling. and I am drowning. in your arms. I am safe again. I am safe again. You surface me, and cling to me, night is falling and I am in my place again. above you, beneath you, wherever it pleases you so... oh my love, I am home again. My heart has been reborn again. the night is falling. and so am I . Falling for you ( into you, above you, through you). night is falling. night is falling. and so am i. so am i. always for you. for you.

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2001-09-30 - 9:27 a.m.

another dream in the space of a place where you once lay. you sent me a box. I was stunned to open it and find all your mementos inside, this must be your treasure trove of memories. I felt weird to be going through it, but also deeply needed to find something, anything that would make sense. Instead I found diary entries that made no sense to me, i scanned everywhere to see if you mentioned my name anywhere... no such luck, i found bizarre things in there, like rolled up paper placemats from tatty little diners across the U.S.A, one contained a lock of wavy white golden hair, funny, i do not remember you being in love with an albino. There was a bag full of clothes, 2 skirts, a corset etc...and a receipt from a mall in jersey showing that you purchased several lingerie items. i wonder whom they were for? Sandwiched in between the pages of a book, were tons of pictures of my family... i do not know why you would have them, but even when i was desperately flipping through those pictures, i knew somehow that there was no picture of me amongst them.Somehow I did not exist anymore. I did not make it into your memory box, but the stupid invitation to some friend of a friends annual family picnic did... i was seized with jealousy that people you did not even directly know, were able to spend time with you, even invite you to there home, and you would show up and smile.. and make polite conversation..and the handprinted lame invitation even made it's way into your treasure trove. Why don't i exist to you anymore ?

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