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« Reply #40 on: September 25, 2006, 11:45:49 pm »


Ennis, heart shot and face grey
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #41 on: September 26, 2006, 12:08:42 am »

...the imagined power of Brokeback Mountain of which nothing was left but what he held in his hands.
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #42 on: October 02, 2006, 12:01:55 am »


...and still they clinched, pressing chest and groin and thigh and leg together, treading on each other's toes until they pulled apart to breathe and Ennis, not big on endearments, said what he said to his horses and daughters, little darlin.
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #43 on: October 02, 2006, 12:02:54 am »


He stepped back and looked at the ensemble through a few stinging tears.
"Jack, I swear -- " he said, though Jack had never asked him to swear anything and was himself not the swearing kind.
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #44 on: October 02, 2006, 12:03:47 am »


Around that time Jack began to appear in his dreams, Jack as he had first seen him, curly-headed and smiling and bucktoothed, talking about getting up off his pockets and into the control zone
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #45 on: October 02, 2006, 12:04:46 am »


They were respectful of each other's opinions, each glad to have a companion where none had been expected. Ennis, riding against the wind back to the sheep in the treacherous, drunken light, thought he'd never had such a good time, felt he could paw the white out of the moon.
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #46 on: October 05, 2006, 07:16:37 pm »
"If You're Not The One"
by Daniel Bedingfield



If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?



If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?



I'll never know what the future brings
But I know you're here with me now.
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with.



I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?



If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you in my life?



I don’t know why you’re so far away
But I know that this much is true
We’ll make it through.



And I hope you are the one I share my life with.
And I wish that you could be the one I die with.
And I pray that you’re the one I build my home with.
I hope I love you all my life.



I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand.
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?



‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away.
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today.

‘Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right.
And though I can’t be with you tonight
You know my heart is by your side.



I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand.
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms?






                                      


..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #47 on: October 14, 2006, 12:34:52 am »


Ennis stayed as lean as a clothes-pole, stepped around in worn boots, jeans and shirts summer and winter, added a canvas coat in cold weather
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #48 on: October 14, 2006, 12:38:17 am »


Son of a bitch, Ennis, take a couple days off. Right now. Get us out a here. Throw your stuff in the back a my truck and let's get up in the mountains. Couple a days. Call Alma up and tell her you're goin. Come on, Ennis, you just shot my airplane out a the sky -- give me somethin a go on. This ain't no little thing that's happenin here."
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.

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« Reply #49 on: October 14, 2006, 12:40:37 am »


"Sure enough," said Alma in a low voice. She had seen what she had seen. Behind her in the room lightning lit the window like a white sheet waving and the baby cried.
..yet he is suffused with a sense of pleasure because Jack Twist was in his dream.