Not a single mistake surpasses
the lash of the pencil.

One small misstep
and the disapproving frown,
the mark on paper.

Life on paper
recorded in marks
in points out of the best.

Which I'll never be.

Why God?
Why?
People ask him.
When terrible things affects them.

He's God.
I question not what he do.
Or decisions he makes.

He determine our time on earth.
Which we should cherish while here.

He's God.
A spiritual Wonder.

When death comes to us.
We cry.
Then some wonder why?
As if they don't realize his reasons.

He deals with our hurt.
When we can't.
He see, who's strong enough to carry on?
When we lose a love one.

He's God.
He loves us more then a million times.

To ask him anything about his decision making.
Means, we trying to read the mind of him.
Like he does us.

He's the creator.
He's our motivator.
With the strength to elevate us.

Rise high.
And never remain low.
Cause God's kingdom is where we wants to go.

I just know.
He's God.
And I question not, what he do.

And neither should you.

We dont take no for an answer
We the sirens of the seven seas
We mark our territory
we claim who we want.
We were here first
in a land of magic.
Until the darkness came
It swallowed everything we knew
The water was our guard
It washed away the vicious dark
And what remained of the battle
Were pieces of land.
Soon people came to live
Close to the sea.
They had nice men
We were only female.
the men forged boats
To explore the water
We reeled them in
Imprisoned them in dungeons
they were under our spell
Honeyed voices wove.
They were willing slaves
We were seductive mistresses.
we had intense ******
Made more of our kind.
Their life force fostered our kind
As they died out.
The more we made babies,
the more men that died.
We needed more of them
We cast a spell.
That men will go from one to another
always searching for better
in the end only we
Their desires can satisfy.

Secluded, in my room on my time.
I pray to him.
I talk to him.
He gives me time to connect to him.

He listen.
I talk.
It's God and I alone.

No disturbance can break our connection.
And only he can comprehend my feelings.

We can explain it to a spouse.
We can explain it to a lover.
We can explain it to a friend.
Or maye to an associate.
But they wants to offer an opinion.

While God offer me a solution.
And instantly problems are solved.
If we let the message sink within our hearts.

See God doesn't judge me the way people do.
He advises me to the truth.
His judgement is crafted around our decision making.

And my comfort zone.
Is squarely in God and I alone.

He's welcome in my heart.
He's welcome in my home.
And silently accepted in my prayers on the job.

He can't be tempted.
He can't be bribed.
Jesus understood upon the mountain.
Who he wanted to be surrounded by in his solitude.

Like many men in love with someone special.
Our purpose.
Our goal is loving her.

The unselfish kind knows her love is very special.
Any money we have left after the bills.
She can instantly have.
She doesn't have to request it.
It's our to share.

What's hers is mine?
What mine is hers?
People over look this part a lot in marriage.
They stuck upon the word mine.
Which divide many in the toughest of times.

Love is to be enjoyed.
Except, greed destroys many lovers.
The word one becomes just a sum of a number.

Like many men that takes marriage serious.
There's not an issue you can't solve.
When you slowly address the problems calmly.

Love is to be shared.
Except, many people think about others opinion.
When it doesn't involve them.

Love shouldn't fade away.
Simply, because you can't ALWAYS get your way.

you say i trust to equal those in the past
whom have brought only pain and hatred
upon those in their wake?
well it's time to take a look in the mirror
my friend, no, wait, don't do that,
i wouldn't want to inflate your ego
it would come as no surprise to me if in that
mirror you would only see the eighth wonder
of the world, ever wondered if you could see
the world? i take that back, there is no sense
in snapping and losing my temper,
but all i'm doing is back tracking and
finding my self exempt of the respect that i
deserve, only you can serve to notice
the pain that you have harboured
upon the empty hearts of which now yearn
for that ever self-loving and i can only leave
you with this advice

turn around and back off
that ain't love it's idolatry.

Birds of a feather flocks together.
There's a message in the saying.
You must hear it.
And address it.

Speak when spoken too.
Until then stay quiet.

It's none of my business.
But they show are in yours.
To be kind.
We won't call them nosy people.

But general interest.
Cause they deny it when you mention it.

Early to bed, seems to be a joke.
When you wake up and can't go back to sleep.
Especially like those that snores.

Yes, there's a message in the saying.
And especially in our living.

When I go to sleep
Holding you in my arms
Kissing you
Dreaming of you

Waking up to your smile
Kissing you
Telling you good morning
I just want to lay here with you

Days I dont want to get out of bed
Because your in my arms
Laying with me
And we are safe and at peace

I love you baby
I dont ever want to get out of bed
Being with you
Is today and tomorrows excitement

I dont wanna wake up
If your not in my arms
I dont want to sleep
If I cant dream of you

Your the world to me
And I dont wanna let you go
So please dont leave
Dont ever leave this bed

Stay with me
Till we are old and crippled
Times like this with you
I dont want to get out of bed