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Hi, I'm Dana

I live in Brookings, Oregon. I'm here, making every effort to find you. I hold you deeply in my heart and guarded as my most precious thought. I know you are living life to its fullest potential, just because of who you are. In quiet times I hear your joyous laugher and sometimes without warning I catch your fragrance in a passing breeze. You, without knowing, keep my spirit high. The simple belief that I will in some way find you sustains my daily life. You are so very much a part of me and I don't even know you in the physical sense. That is my quest, my goal, the unfulfilled yearning of my soul. Sometimes it seems an impossible task, but I know you are very near. There are very few miles between us. I need not travel far. I can feel you in the air. I see your presents with such clarity, yet I'm overcome with difficulty when I try to put you into words. I know you are between 39 and 53 years old, 5'2" to 5'9", slender to medium build, possess a youthful spirit and delightful smile. This description may seem vague, but the clarity of my desire is keenly focused. It is my ardent wish that when you read this you will send me a response and a recent photo of yourself. Please write soon.

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My Stats:
53 years old
6'2" 210 lbs.

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I have uploaded a vocal version of a poem I wrote, which can be found and downloaded from my Yahoo profile. There is a link to that profile just below "My Stats" at the top of this page. Below, I've posted a couple other poems I wrote (The first is actually more of a prayer). I'm not the most religious man, but I do have my moments. I hope you like them, Dana

Dana’s Prayer

I travel down this barren road
Oases far between
I know that there must be a plan
That I have not yet seen

I trust you Lord to guide my way
With at times admitted doubt
I’m blinded by the winds of fate
And all perceived I do without

In my heart I feel your strength
You’ve carried me through strife
My failing is my stubbornness
In handing you my life

I know your plan’s not mine to see
My duty is belief
With privilege you’ve bestowed me
Still I suffer bouts of grief

The loneliness I feel within
Grown of choices poorly made
Reveals not that you have led me here
It’s just that I have strayed

But since you truly know me Lord
You see that I return
And bow my head so humbly
As I look toward you to learn

While I struggle with surrender
Lord, I pray you’ll not give way
For I shall try to make you proud of me
With the sun of each new day

Amen

By Dej’

Night Vision

As the clouds caress the moon
And glide beneath the stars
I watch with total wonderment
About this world of ours

Life is it’s own miracle
And we are surly blessed
To live within it’s bounds
By it’s beauty so processed

In the darkness there is clarity
The freedom to give thought
To all the grace surrounding us
And to life what we have brought

There needn’t be an answer
But the message is quite clear
To treat this gift which given us
With respect and grateful cheer

Humble is my honor
To live within this place
As I peer into the night sky
And the moon lights up my face

By Dej’

A Wife!

Everything’s so peaceful
Accept that buzzing in my head
Oh God it’s that alarm clock
I have to get out of bed

I stab my hand into the darkness
Toward that aggravating noise
And when I fail to find it
I begin to lose my poise

Throwing off the covers
Now I’m on all four
I pounce in that direction
And fall upon the floor

Something strikes me viciously
I wonder what was that
As I feel the teeth sink in
I realize it’s the cat

I grab her by her hairy back
And toss her to the side
Trying to shut this clock off
Is like trying to turn the tide

I leapt up to my feet
And lurched toward that sound
Then I rolled around in agony
As I crumbled to the ground

The pain’s excruciating
As I scream and roll about
I’ve jammed my toe into the bedpost
And I think I may pass out

Now all is very quiet
That alarm is all rung out
As I lay wounded on the floor
I whimper, then I shout

“You stupid damn alarm clock
You’ll not be besting me”
I hobble to my feet
And flip the light so I could see

There it is that devil’s tool
I get it in my grip
I open up the window
And let that baby rip

Then the cord plugged in the wall
Jerked that clock out of my hand
When it struck me in the forehead
No longer could I stand

Once the spinning had subsided
I place the clock back in its place
And stumbled to the bathroom
To view the damage to my face

While standing in the shower
The thought hit me like a shock
If I had a wife to sleep beside be
She’d shutoff that clock!

By Dej’