Hanging on by a thread,
I feel like the walking dead,
Can't wait to go back to bed,
Oh Lord! When will this week end?

my weekend
of insanity
begins to blend
in my soul of vanity

From friday
to tonight
i fell prey
to my soul's bite

i dealt with
the scream
in my mind
when a dream
was all i wished to find

the going was rough
but the pain
was put to *****
and began to drain

this weekend i survived
the insanity
from which it derived
has hopefully brought back my humanity

And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that
he was the only one for me.
We both knew it, right away.
And as the years went on, things got more difficult --
we were faced with more challenges.
I begged him to stay. Try to remember what
we had at the beginning. He was charismatic, magnetic,
electric and everybody knew it. When he walked in
every woman's head turned, everyone stood up
to talk to him. He was like this hybrid, this mix of
a man who couldn't contain himself.
I always got the sense that he became torn
between being a good person and
missing out on all of the opportunities that life could
offer a man as magnificent as him.
And in that way I understood him
and I loved him.
I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.
And I still love him.
I love him.

I walk home under a red sky
back to my dingy apartment
I strip off the garb of the trade
and fall on the inviting single bed
Walls close in, but I'm thankful
for the large window beside my head
To watch the trees
To watch the birds return to their nests

Old coats seem like hanged convicts
From the jagged cupboard hooks
The only thing that is new
is the mountain of books
On my bedside, yet to read
I shall pick one up on the morrow
To feel coin well spent
To feel the surprise - will it be thrill, joy, or sorrow?

I place my blue hardback journal
on a makeshift table of cardboard box
I ensure the fluorescent sleeps
so I do not suffer unexpected knocks
Under a tungsten fire, with royal blue dye
I strike the pages with a fountain pen
To mark the week as done
To breathe back life into the poet again

A smile came across her face as her hand brushed the side of her face. When she looked into her eyes, it felt like a reflection pool of her being. They had laughed until they cried, and cried until they laughed. They shared 'nothings, somethings, and everything' with one another. They made perfectly passionate love at times and tender soul kissed love at others.

she brought her lips to her and she felt her lips barely touching hers. A minute must have passed between them as she breathed her in. So close, lips just touching, nothing said, just the deep understanding that the moment was theirs to live in.

she opened her mouth and pushed her tongue gently, but firmly inside hers. the taste of her kiss intoxicated her and she felt that now familiar warmth from deep within her core grow with each swirl of their tongues. Both laying on their sides facing each other, their bodies melted together.

they didn't need to say a thing because their bodies responded with a mix of love and lust. As she pressed her ******* against her and her ******* became hard from the warmth of her skin, she sighed deeply. her hand slowly made its way down her body and she loved the way she felt.

her body was her, just like her heart had been. A soft moan escaped her lips because at that instance she knew the moment was here. Once again. the moment her heart, body, and soul was her. she knew she silently begged for her. her fingers brushed against the petals between her legs and she could feel her dripping desire already.

All her fears, all her worries, disappeared. It was only her she thought of and that thought made her start to come undone as she took a finger and rubbed up and down her flower, accepting all the pleasures she gifted to her. she lost herself to her, shivering in ecstasy. she was ready to be filled by her essence.

she entered slowly as she took her all in. Swallowing and surrounding her with her love, a moan escaped both of them. Bliss was theirs and each ****** of her and each grinding of her hips brought them even closer. their bodies entwined, at sweet ecstasy's doorstep, her back became her road map, fingernails lightly scratched up and down her body.

she surrendered to her again and the waves of passion kept coming. her name the only thing spoken between her cries. she was now close, and she wanted to touch her soul as she touched hers. she started to groan and picked up the pace.  she was near the edge and she wrapped her legs around her, pulling her even deeper. she felt her warmth spill inside of her and she felt so good, another ******* wave hit her. Eye contact is never lost as they intimately give themselves to one another.

Now, both are smiling as she leans down and kisses her deeply. she collapses and they catch their breath. Lost in their own world and content, their heartbeats slowly return to normal and she slides over beside her again. she pulls her close and she buries her head in her chest. she whispers "I love you," and her heart smiles because she loves her too.

Yes, it had been such an amazing long weekend. For both.

Monday
Oh how I dread you
Can you just go away for one more day

Tuesday
You could be anything or nothing at all
You're just Tuesday

Wednesday
**** DAY
I finally get to look forward to the weekend

Thursday
The day before Friday
Anything could happen, but it wouldn't count

Friday
The most annoying day because of Rebecca Black
But it means we have 2 days of no *******

Saturday
Thank you for no school
But sadly you go by too fast

Sunday
Ruined because you know tomorrow is Monday
The one day I remember to do my homework