Red imprints of your hands are left on my neck
Purple kisses of your fists are left on my thighs
~
I lose my breath when we cuddle
My fingers go numb when we hold hand
~
As you decorate my body with your glance
I begin to find beauty in the unique designs of your creation



-FreeMind

There exist a reason
I have to believe
Things are how
They're supposed to be
Pain and pleasure
Heaven and Hell
Doing just fine
But not that well
.....
Ups and downs
Backs and forth
Comings and goings
Returning
To Source
....
The trip of a lifetime
In an endless sea
Yes I do believe there's a reason
For you and for me!