fingertips tentative on blushing cheeks•gentle warmth for blossoming kisses•a sigh escapes as our lips tenderly touch•shivers dance on my naked skin•eyes closed, the moon trembles•stars explode as tongues entwine•lost in the touch of your caresses•sensations of nervous anticipation•fingertips paint glistening skin•heated blood rushing, bodies blushing•deep moaning breaths as hands explore•modesty replaced by uninhibited desires•lips brushing the soft ivory neck•teeth detecting a hot rushing pulse•taken by surprise at my eagerness•an unashamed longing to please•her back arching with aching yearning•giving herself up, surrender so beautiful•sweet blinding tension quickly intensifies•with ****** cries, i unconsciously call your name•my mind explodes into bright oblivion•in echoes of her shuddering fulfillment•thunder recedes into candle lit night•in quivering gasps, i breathe you in•your now familiar skin so close and warm•collapsing in deep honeyed afterglow•untangling each other to gentle caress•with knowing glances, we'll sleep-in tomorrow

I couldn't march today
but I was with you
I thank you my sisters and brothers
for standing up for what is right

I couldn't march today
but I was with you
In my heart I stood with you all
Fighting for equality

Equality for all
Every man, woman, and child
Black, white, brown....every shade of beautiful
Every religion, or none at all

I couldn't march today
but I was with you
All my nasty women
All men of quality who marched for equality

I couldn't march today
but I was with you
Every child that raised their voice
and marched for their future

I heard you!  
I will not forget the sound of your cry!
I will remember forever the sight
of my sisters and brothers marching....united!

This is only the beginning
That much is true
Let those that oppose us know it!
You let them know today!

I am so thankful for each and every one of you!
For every sign, every battle cry, every step!
For fighting for your rights as well as mine.
I couldn't march today....but you did and I thank you.

From the bottom of my heart
For myself and all who couldn't be there
in body, but stood with you in spirit....
Thank you so much.

It was....yet it shall never be.
How is that possible?
It is when you have an imagination like mine.
Days full of adventure.
Nights full of passion.
In the arms of the perfect lover.
You.

The way you look at me,
A look of pure love.
The way you touch me,
So soft it makes me shiver.
I've never felt this way before.
My soul mate.
You.

I can be in your arms,
any time I wish it.
Just close my eyes and there we are,
Entwined....lips touching lips.
Warm breath on my neck.
My own perfect world.
You.

Reality, a thief that steals my dreams.
Reminding me that I'm alone.
Whispering that your heart is hers.
Your eyes, full of love, see only her face.
Her smile is only for you.
You.

Doesn't matter.  
I'll just find a quiet moment.
I'll close my eyes.
There we'll be....laughing, loving.
It is, though it shall never be.
You're mine...for as long as I want it.
You.

Breathe,

I have so many reasons to be alive.

Breathe,

But I get tired.

Breathe,

I don't think I scare myself anymore.

Breathe,
Just,
Breathe


quiet car rides,
On starry nights.
Warm seats,
Cool air,
Mildly,
Unwashed
Hair.

It's late,
And,
I'm tired.

But.
Im.
Still.
Alive.
And.
In.
My.
Own.
Time.
I,
Might even learn,
To enjoy it.

Once I was a child who loved to dream
I wanted that happy ending for the little mermaid
and so I rid the damsel who stood in the way
and then I waited for the prince
to remember the mermaid and love her again,
but he never did,
and they both died sad and heartbroken.
Meanwhile, from my dungeon sprung the damsel
now transformed into a fully fledged witch
who howled with rage whenever love approached
always appearing as the ugly stepsisters
the evil stepmother, the evil queen
taunting me in my dreams every night
thanking me for spawning her into life.

midnight thoughts and wasted eyes
waiting for the sun to rise
owls are howling, so depressed
the morning light will be our guest

dosen’t matter if we’re drunk or sober
wasted nights in late october
leaves are floating down to earth
feeling like we’re nothing worth

alive
You took away my voice
but my lips still move.
You've got my hands in handcuffs
Yet the rest of body is unbounded.
You closed my eyes with a piece velvet
but my memory is way to good.
You've got my breath dead and gone
Yet there is no need in it for a dreamer.
I am alive- and you've got to deal with it.
I am unbroken - and are cursed to go with it.