Emotions
By Amber Dawn
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Authors Note:
This books is comprised of things I have written over the years that show the ups and down of relationships. As you read you will see that there is a single letter before some of the dates. This indicates the first letter of the man that inspired the feels and thoughts. If there is no letter then it was not regarding anyone particular man. T is for the special first love that I had in high school, R is my first husband, J you will see a lot of we spent almost four years together and last W is for my 2nd husband, these are the four main men that I have shared my life with. Even through the grief, pain and sorrow I can not say that I'm sorry for any of the time spent with them as I would not be the person I am today. I hope you enjoy!
Amber Dawn
Tales
Casanova
The frigid wind blew the cold snow down upon the evergreen trees that lined a long narrow pathway; the trees were completely covered with the icy softness. At the end of this pathway sat a small log cabin with the roof covered in the snow surrounded by the trees, making it virtually invisible. The frosted windows held visions of a warm fire roaring inside, with Casanova and his lady on a velvet bear skin rug, placed in front of the golden flames of the fire. Next to them sat a bottle of Champaign for them to toast to the 'Perfect Couple'!
T, Nov. 1989
Awakening
The sun rises up over the surrounding hills with the sweet scent of a new dawn sweeping down, awakening everything in its path. Colors of the sunrise set the sky on fire, with shades of radiant reds and glistening gold's.
With this new dawn, it brings a new warmth to my soul. A voice calls out to me in the cool summer breeze. The soft tender sound soothing a broken and untrusting heart, words to ease my pain.
The soft scented aroma of his cologne numbs my nose, as the wind softly blows it by. The alluring look in his eyes, the soft tender kisses, and the soothing touch of his hand caressing my body, these feelings I have longed for, but was afraid of, came flowing out begging for more.
I want to feel what I once felt, but I am afraid to fall in love again. The last thing I want is to be hurt. Hurt by a man I could love forever. Tender kisses, soft touches, and warm embraces, all this and more to make me feel alive. Alive and scared, alive to want more and scared of the feelings walking out the door, blown away by the wind never to be felt again.
T, Nov 1989
Untitled
Quietly sitting at the window, watching the cold wet rain falling down upon the earth, I think of the love I felt a few days ago. I can see his gleaming smile and sparkling eyes. Wanting to feel the love, he had for me.
I can feel the warmth of his arms around me on a cold winter night, the tenderness of his lips, and caressing touch. I feel the need to know what he was feeling at this moment. I want so very much to feel all this again. Not knowing what I did wrong, wanting to change what ever it was. Being with him was the most important thing to me. He was my life. He taught me how to trust and most of all he taught me how to love.
T, winter 1989
Confused
Walking along the beach, this time alone, feeling the pain of my broken heart. I miss the love that was once in my heart. As I listen to the waves hitting the sandy beach, I can hear the tenderness of his voice saying 'I Love You.' A voice of caring and understanding. Wanting to know what went wrong with our love. What drove him away? Not feeling the glow of the warmth that radiated from me when we were together. That time is now gone and I want more then ever to have him back, by my side. Nothing was more important then him, every moment we spent together was so very precious to me.
T, winter 1989
Dreams and Hopes
I hear your voice in the cool summer breeze as the wind carries it by, saying 'I Love You'. I feel the warmth of your love carried by the moon as it reflects off the crystal blue water and warms my face. In that waving reflection of the mirror-like water, I can see you and I, embraced in everlasting love. Holding one another for eternity, these thoughts are only the wishes of what could be. I never want to let go of the thoughts of what could actually be reality. Dreams and hopes are all I live on anymore.
Dreams of what could be and the hopes that the dreams could become reality. The sweet taste of your lips, the alluring scent of your cologne, the hypnotic sparkle in your eyes, the caressing touch of your hand, and the safety of your embrace. At the same time the cold and loneliness of the night creeps along, numbing my body, cold to the touch, with me longing for your embrace. Needing to feel loved again by someone, I can and want to love back!
T, winter 1990
Nothing
My eyes burn like fire as tears swell up within them. My nose is numb from the thought of smelling the Obsession I once smelled on him. As I sit at the window, I had a burning sensation in my chest. This sensation was the love I felt. Love ran throughout my entire body, numbing all of my senses to the world. All I want is to feel the warmth and the safety of my lovers arms again.