Loves Power

I believe in the power of what love can do,and the influence it has on a heart.
At first you hold back, putting on an appearance that you're in control and your smart.

What you don’t know is love has no brain, therefore your plan to stay aloof
Is nothing more than halfhearted attempt to resist the feeling that love can produce.

It’s effect on you is one of extreme pleasure,you never want it to end.
You body becomes a slave to the feeling. Without it,into hell you’ll descend.

What was once an emotion you believed you could manage, turns out to be managing you.
If you’d been warned that your mind didn’t matter, tell me,what would you do?.

When you're in love with that someone you’ll stay to the end, whenever that may be.
In love you give out your heart and soul to somebody, hoping they will see.

That pure love is rare,a gift only a few beautiful souls will possess.
Words can be empty,but love can be felt with every kiss,touch and caress.

Randy McPeek


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Loves purpose

To everything there is a season,my love,and our season is now at an end.
I am in the midst of shattered,and discarded dreams.
Gathering the pieces to sew them; I know I can no longer pretend.

I look back to when we first met,and love was like a river between us.
It flowed freely,washing away all my doubts,and I drank of it fervidly.
The river has now become polluted and *****,I look in your eyes and see your disgust.

We shared something sweet;I could feel your desire. It was exquisite to be so adored.
You compared my beauty to that of a goddess,I was the epitome of grace.
Then you grew tired of my wit,annoyed with my charms,the love I gave you was abhorred.

Im saddened it’s over;our bliss is hollow. I’ll pick up my heart and go on.
Everything in life fills a purpose,and the purpose of you has been served.
The next season I pray to be one of healing,and love's bitter sting in my memory, gone.


Randy McPeek

Make Me Want You

Touch me in ways that make me want you. Eyes closed,head tilted, needing you.
Trace slowly along the swell of my breast.Stopping to squeeze, tease, and continue.
Slide you fingers up to where I’m moist. Circle your finger around my sweet spot.
My hand reaches down to cover yours. I feel your fingers getting me hot.
I open my eyes to look at you. We kiss deeply, and our tongues start their probing.
My skin is hot from your masterful touch. I caress you,feel your ******* growing.
The thought of you inside me is heady .I want to cry out your name when I ******
I sense your need,your urgency too. I ride you until I’m spent,and collapse...
For the moment my longing for you is fulfilled. Our sweat pools and mixes together .
Touch me so good that I beg you to stay. No one else gives me such pleasure.


Randy McPeek

Tears of blood

I think that I am fading away,
Tears of blood are here to stay.
I feel them as they they trickle down.
Washing away my theory of the person I knew,and, the love I thought we had found.

Our love was never what I thought it to be,
I realized my error too late.
My heart, and my soul were nothing but pawns in a sick, twisted, game you called “Fate”.

I devoured the lies that you told me,
I believed in you from that first kiss.
Every word from you mirrored our synchronicity.
Who knew that deception,cloaked as true love, could manipulate and twist me like this.

When your mask came off,and I saw the truth
so vile, I could no longer deny.
I saw your cold eyes,and heard your cruel words blaming me,and I didn’t know why.

My kindness was evident,my intentions were pure,
but I ignored all the signs on the road.
All the hopes and the dreams that we talked of, turned out to be nothing but fool's gold.

My tears are now crimson,dark as my heart
I don’t know what’s real anymore.
Yet l still see a flicker,underneath the destruction, waiting for me to open the door.

By,

Randy McPeek

I dreamt of you

Last night I had a dream about you. We were together, as in the beginning
I was the Bonnie to your Clyde. Our laughter left my head spinning.
We talked about plans for our future. It felt so natural,and right.
Your voice was music to my own. We spoke of love's promise all night.

I remembered how it felt to love you. Your smile when you looked my way.
My heart became yours forever. Our love I would never betray.
I smiled when you called me “Baby”. No, there was not any pain in my dream.
In my dream our love was pure. Anxiety was foreign, I felt serene

We sat so close,and held hands. In my dream, we celebrated each other.
I thought I’d found my soul mate. You were my confidant,friend,and lover.
I thought to myself “This has to be real”. My senses remember each nuance.
The touch of your skin,the smell of your scent. Yet, it was love that held the preponderance.

When woke up,I shut my eyes tight.I wanted back into my dream.
I saw you fading away,taking our love.Then came the anguish so deep and extreme.
When I finally realized that it wasn’t real, I cried out,but you weren’t there.
You broke my heart,it was then that I knew.
My dream was really a nightmare.


Randy McPeek






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Someday I’ll Forget

I don’t want to go through this again, feeling the tears slide down my cheeks.
How else can I cope with this knife in my heart that I’ve felt for years, not weeks?
I’ve tried to forget all the memories inside, the ones that you knowingly put there.
I curse the tapes when they replay us, and a time that I believed that you cared.
The anticipation I felt at being with you was like nothing I’d felt before.
I remember your smile, the looks you gave; touched me and made my heart soar.
As I contemplate the whys, and the “what did I dos?” I can’t help think it was me.
If I’d loved you more, or looked different, then maybe you’d love and you’d see…
My tenacity was nothing short of amazing, and you’d never known loyalty so deep.
Instead you tossed it away in the garbage, you must have thought my love was cheap.
My solace in losing your love is, now I’ll find someone who will cherish my heart.
The lesson I’ve learned is that I am worthy, and my soul is unique; a work of art.
One day I’ll stop and realize that I haven’t missed you for a while.
That day I’ll know that I truly am free, and instead of tears falling, I’ll smile.


Randy McPeek

Shall We Dance?

Shall I dance with you knowing again what will happen, if I dare?
Do I welcome you with my arms spread open, and curl my fingers through your dark hair?
This dance with you I remember so well because it ended with me all alone.
I was embracing the man I thought was my knight, only your heart turn out to be made of stone.
Around and around we twirled to the music, you whispered my name oh so sweet.
The promises made and the dreams we shared left me dizzy, and my defenses, weak.
I laid my head upon shoulder, and closed my eyes, feeling the rhythm of love.
The music was perfect and we danced as one, our bodies fit together like a glove.
Then it changed, I remember the pain when you stopped dancing with me.
I opened my eyes and you weren’t there, and I wondered why I didn’t see.
I was only a fancy, someone who caught your interest, for just a dance or two.
I had to dance by myself and learn to love me, starting over again without you.
Then again you appeared standing, looking at me with those eyes beckoning to dance.
I have only known pain in being with you, there was only the beginning romance.
It hurts me still because my love was boundless and my intentions of us were forever.
I’m sorry, my love, I know that I can’t dance with the devil and expect to feel pleasure.
I have discovered this truth; that it’s only myself I can dance with and be free.
The one person who really wanted me happy the whole time we danced wasn’t you, but me...

Randy McPeek