The most beautiful woman I know,
Inside and out.
Heart so soft,and mind so strong.
Just as God intended,
Her love leaves me in awe,
Forgiving and loving truly,
There's no better woman I know.
Father is blessed to have her,
He's a great man too.
No wonder he was blessed with her,
Indeed you attract who you are.

A soul like your own,
So much in common,
Its like your own reflection.
A straight connection all the way to the heart from the mind,
Two souls making one;creating one big unbreakable bond
How beautiful it would be to have a twin in soul,
How wonderful.

food
the requirement of life
comes in all shapes and tastes
   and smells and quantities

to the starving
   a bowl of rice
   the bottom barely covered
to the obese
   a five-course meal
   or piles of junk food
   in bright packaging

the starving
celebrate their meals
   in quiet concentration
each grain of rice
   is tasted carefully
   and chewed with care
extracting to the full its scant nourishment

the last one disappears
   with unheard sighs
when junk food and the five-course meal
   have long been finished

I am a woman,beautiful and divine.
Living not to impress men but to live in preparation for eternity,beauty is within and out.
With integrity I choose to live my life,with respect,love and honor I choose to treat people.
I am a beautiful soul,
Make up doesn't make me better,my mind developing makes me better. To live is to accept the fact that you're not here to stay but to prepare for eternity.

You
                     either
                   grow or
                 depreciate.

feel wet and get swept
down mountains in currents
get all muddy in life
let others go on clean
i get down and ***** with realness
like hug a pine tree or
jump a twig like you did
when you were innocent
and caught a bug in your hands
and gave the dirt a kiss
pet
a stray dog took him home
this is life
this is loving

As wine gets better with age,
I hope time makes me better.
Growing older happens to all,
However growing up is not the easiest task.
Birthdays don't mark growing up,they mark growing older.
I hope to take age as a stepping stone,to more integrity and maturity.

I remember you when you were fifteen.
Holding your first cigarette between your manicured nails and smiling at the moon.
And through the years
I've seen you spend most of your time trying to escape your thoughts until six in the morning
With a book and a cat
The two things you called the greatest loves of your life.
I've seen you walk down flowery paths with the sun in your eyes
And through darkened forests, wondering desperately where the sun had gone.
I've heard you talk about death and God, your favourite whiskey and your dog. About the most shallow and mundane of events, and the deepest of philosophies.
And I see you now
In your plaid shirts and lace-up boots,
Trying to hide your face in your hair
Calmly turning away every chance at love you find
Searching desperately for distraction
In a gram of ******* and the pen and paper sitting by your bedside.