She got drunk tried to drink away her pain danced on the table sang the saddest songs she knew as elegant as the candle light sparkling on the piano her bambi eyes was like shappire moonlight her hair flow like a river and her cheery lips was telling magic her radiance got the heartbeat of all men in the bar…
This is the flip side to the poem I posted yesterday. Unexpected Love can be read here. Sweet summer days filled with delights slowly deflate moving into the season of fall. Trees beautiful in crowns of gold and red carpet crinkles beneath my feet I listen for the sound of your step hoping wishing that you would come back for…
Golden days moonlit nights summer breeze as we lay side by side on the sand gazing up at the plethora of stars wishing as comets streak the sky. Your hand lays next to mine our fingers barely touching there is a contentment a silent acceptance coming together sharing our thoughts our smiles our laughter slowly learning about one another as…
You made me feel you wrapped your arms your voice around me how am I suppose to respond? You disregard me you mock me you feed yourself tales….. so that….. you can feel so good while trying to make me feel so little? I loved you I wanted you I held your hand I accepted you…. you? You spit in…
Battered broken standing upon the sea shore waves wreck ruin surf sucking sand dream shattered castles barely can I breath. Salted wind words whispered caress my soul lips against my throat you have made me tremble desire wanton beneath your hands searing my soul rebuilding my trust making once more my belief in love. You found me on my knees…
I stand in front of the mirror glaring at what I see. Clouded besmirched demons all giggling at me. Tearing my soul my heart my dreams. Shredding with ruthless disregard no matter how I plead. I lay myself bare only to be turned away. I lay myself open my veins sobbing. Turn blind eyes unable to see impotent to pierce…
Relationships are what really matters in life; our relationship to God, with our spouse, children, extended family members, friends, and others within our communities, yet all too often,
High above stars paint the sky dead pricks of light incapable of producing wish fulfillment no matter how much one hopes. Fingers crossed toes too luck must come to me….. I never broke a mirror. I never walked beneath a ladder. I found a four leaf clover. Magic….. right? I loath to give up to admit to defeat that reality…
The dating world makes me feel incredibly vulnerable. You put yourself out there earnestly as available only to encounter some of the most disingenuous people. There seems to be no formula. Just a boat load of anxiety. – Alafia Stewart We live in the digital era. That’s right. It’s like a new world. Cars, books, clothing, medicine, foodstuff, you can…
Love is support not sacrifice, Love is communication not compromise Love is trust not tolerance Love is about energy not ego — jay shetty Lust feels so much like love in fact there is more lust than love out here! Lust is a huge act, it devours and just swallows you all up, its one big show! I remember, dating…