If a writer
Falls in love with you
       you can never
                die................

May there always be an angel on your pillow
Could a feather sticking out of a pillow be from an angel’s wing? Maybe the entire pillow is filled with angels?
I wish for you the dearest things

Long summer times and endless springs
A happy heart that always sings

And angels on your pillow  
All the joys that love can give
As long as there is life to live

A peaceful mind to give you rest
And angels on your pillow
Someone there at journey's end
Someone who's a faithful friend
Love beginning without end

And angels on your pillow
Cool breezes when you want a breeze
And blessings always when you sneeze
To come and go the way you please
And angels on your pillow

Eyes dark embrace
Fingers trace
Tied rope upon my skin
Sending sensations within
Answering anticipation
Sensual stimulation
Nonverbal communication

Lips caress
Fingers fondling *******
Softly stroking
roughly poking
Take me, please
Massaging my mind
Don't think & just unwind

Foreplay’s creativity
Secret sensitivity
Holy Intimacy
Spring ecstasy
Emotionally
Physically
Our bodies become one

Lips hungrily tasting
Like a brush
Hush
Imagination overload
Thrusting
Trusting
I am only yours 
Surrendering with heart & mind
With each deep powerful grind
My body’s liquidation
Within my walls saturation
Bodies swaying
Circulating
Gyrating

Intimate heat
One sensuous beat
Legs spread wide
As my tongue travel inside
Love intertwined
Souls forever aligned
Just you and me

Bound to my loyal devotion
Our bodies move in perpetual motion
Increase
Then cease
As we release
And we hold each other until day
As we love in our own special way

"It is never too late to be
what you might have been."

****** couples understand that
foreplay is not something that you do 5 minutes before *** begins  ~

Foreplay pretty much starts at the end of the previous ******....

As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.
From a Friend to you
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world, too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it, if I choose to read, or play, on the computer, until 4 AM, or sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70s, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love, I will.

I will walk the beach, in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves, with abandon, if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.
They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And, I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years, my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break, when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebodys beloved pet gets hit by a car? But, broken hearts are what give us strength, and understanding, and compassion. A heart never broken, is pristine, and sterile, and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I dont question myself anymore. Ive even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it).

You’re lying here close to me in the quiet
Our kisses making our hearts feel as one
The heat builds deep down inside of us
The hunger and ache won’t be far behind

My hands slowly trace every inch of your skin
My mouth is finding all the best places to kiss
I’m licking and tasting you as your body reacts
My tongue is on your ******* as your ******* become *****

I know I’m pleasing you as I feel you begin to lose control
Your body is shivering and quivering like it never has before
Your moans are getting louder as I feast on your places divine
I feel the heat of your desire building as I make you mine

Your hands are on my head as I taste your sweet flower
Your legs quiver and squeeze together as you feel each lick
You’re biting your lip hard as you grab a fist full of my hair
Your head is moving back and forth as you lose all control

My loving on your flower has brought the chill bumps to life
My tongue finding every place you’ve wanted me to find
Now that I have your parts throbbing the time has come
My body moves in to take what I have claimed as my own

Your hips start to lift as you feel my tongue moving deep inside you
You dig your nails into my back as you feel yourself getting close
Your screams fill the room as your ****** hits you completely
You feel me filling you and you know you’re now mine

I have Poetry
   written in stars
      across my
         insides....

You'll have to
   pull me open
      to map your way
         to my soul....

This new moon
Different than the others.
Unleashing the wanderer
In me.

Looking for independence.
Yet, looking for someone
Who like me,
Has an enormous urge
To travel far and wide.

Curiosity for new cultures
And new experiences.
Taking me out
Of my comfort zone.

Expanding the relationships
I already enjoy.
And creating these experiences
That fall outside the box.

My mind feeds the Pen words
as quickly as the paper can swallow;
Feasting on emotions and notions
hand-fed from my heart

Now and again my mind overindulges
on expressions and craves a pause;
Knowing any respite is short-lived,
the pen stays ever on the ready.

Fully aware that the writing never ends.

The Sun sees me at my best,
  but the Moon....
the Moon knows all my secrets,
  and loves me nontheless....

You have
an ocean
   in your inkwell,
      and who knows
         what new discoveries
  will flow
      from
         your pen

Feel the beat of your heart,
your sighs and your silence,
fly free in your sky,
the protection of your soul,
that tenderness and that understanding,
your angels and my demons fighting for their desires,
feel with you heaven and hell,
feel it with you all my love

I'm looking for wishes
Disguised in a sigh...
Now and forever
Embracing the soul
Spreading like a sweet curse...
The meaning of my days
The song of my nights
The destination of every journey...
You...
A flawless melody
Breaking the silence
Of all the lonely whispers
Buried deep within me...

Lie there on my bed and don’t make a sound. Don’t make a single move as my fingers slowly ****** your skin. I can sense the fire building inside of you as each touch of my hands make you sigh. I lay soft strokes on the tips of your ******* and I hear you gasp as I run little circles on your *******. Feel that single finger down the side of your neck, and then down between your *******? That is just to tease you, as I know you want them to be touched again.

Feel another finger up and down each of your sides and toward the spot just below your navel. Go ahead and arch that back of yours as you anticipate my finger moving down to your flower. I will not go there just yet, as I want you to beg me to go there and I know it won’t be long before you do.

Do you want me to touch you down there? Let me hear you let out that soft “Yes. Please.” I move my hand further down and as I reached your special place I want you to let out a moan. Then I will move a single finger inside of you and when I touch your button both your body and your breath will **** and then you will let out that sweet sigh of yours to let me know you feel me. I start with one finger and then two inside of you. My thumb starts rubbing on your button and it won’t be long until your ****** will come for me. As it hits I feel your juices begin to flow onto my fingers. I move a single finger to my mouth and I taste your sweet flavor before moving it back down to enjoy more of your sweetness

I can tell you are trying to remain in control of your reactions, but resistance is futile at my hands little one. I am taking all of that away from you and taking control, so you may as well surrender now and just enjoy the feelings. You are becoming undone by my masterful hands and I can feel you giving in to it all. Lay there and enjoy everything that is being done to you. Spread those legs wider as each moment passes and go ahead and grab that pillow if you must and squeeze it hard into your chest as you feel yourself being taken to another wave at my hands.

As I finish with my work on your body, I move my head between your legs. Look me in the eyes as I do this and I let me see that you have given in. Tell me you need to feel me inside of you now. As you do, I slowly insert my tongue and your body takes me inside and your arms come up around my back. You pull me into you completely and let out a gasp. Now start moving that body with my every lick into you. Let me feel you surrender. Let me know you are mine as our bodies come together over and over in our lust. We become one in this perfect moment and nothing else exists. Just the two of us and our passion. Just the feeling of my tongue entering you and filling you as you have never felt before, touching nerves that have never been touched and your heart giving in to me now and forever as you surrender everything that you are to me.

As we reach our ****** together our bodies share these wonderful few moments as one soul and one love. You give me your most precious gift and I take it with pleasure and respect for you. As we still move together with each final twist of my tongue, each kiss we share comes straight from our hearts. You have become mine this night and you will be mine now and forever.

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.

I threw in the towel,
God threw it back
and said,
"Wipe your face,
you're almost there"

Tell the story of a caterpillar that God spoke to him and told him that he would do great things with her, who would transform her life and everyone would be wonderful about her, just had to do something, " go to the
Going to the mountain, woah!, it would seem impossible for a little caterpillar, but she didn't care, started her journey with a single fervent purpose inside, reaching the mountain.
The first day was more than an hour moving and advanced little more than 2 meters. But it didn't matter, I had faith that it would come
Then he found the trunk of a great fallen oak.
How hard would it be to get to the other side!, however, there was no other way
In his trance a spider saw him from afar and quickly approached him curious to know what the caterpillar would do.
The Caterpillar to see him already something tired asked him help to cross over the trunk and the same questioned him for what.
To what he answered very enthusiastic: I'm going to the mountain!
The Spider only mocked her and expressed her that with her size and her condition would be impossible, she would never reach the mountain.
However, the oruguita still without help from the spider, and his desire to reach his goal, spent 2 days and could cross the trunk.
Although she was tired, her forces were renewed when she listened to her inner voice that she would reach the mountain.
On his trip he met a lake. What a difficult situation!
I didn't know how to ride the other side.
Suddenly he saw a frog, his hopeful eyes shone without ceasing and asked him kindly help to cross the other side.
When the frog knew the purpose, of "reaching the mountain", he mocked with cravings, it was crazy, he would not witness his failure. So he left and left him alone.
The little girl saddened to be alone and that no one helped her, took deep breath and climbed to a fallen leaf of a tree.
I knew that by the water stream could fall, but there was no other way to get to the other side of the lake.
So he clung to the leaf and was more than a day spinning in circles until he finally reached the shore.
It was awesome, everyone to see it was caught, the oruguita did not fail, just went ahead no matter what had traveled, I just wanted to reach the mountain with his eyes placed on the goal.
Already very tired, after such a long tour, he saw the mountain closer than before, but with pain in his gaze witnessed that he was still far and because he felt he was fading, and suddenly, he succumbed his face on earth.
All animals, insects that had heard of the oruguita, of their fervent longing to go to the mountain, although they did not help him, felt to make him a burial worthy for his perseverance and wrapped it in a cocoon and the spider put it on top of A tree for everyone to remember the brave oruguita.
As time passed, something unexpected happened, the cocoon broke and sprouted from this beautiful butterfly with beautiful wings.
No one understood anything, the oruguita yes, and cried with all his being:
Now I'm going to the mountain!!!
God promised me and he's waiting for me!!!

When God tells you: go, go, do this or that!
Don't stop even if the whole world opposes, even the closest, don't stop to reach your dreams.
Well, if God spoke to you, only you can understand.
Remember that the kingdom of heaven is madness for those who are lost.
The Kingdom of heaven is strong and only the brave take it away.

" blessed is the man who supports temptation; because when he has resisted the test, he will receive the crown of life, that God has promised those who love him."
(James 1:12)

" Behold, I come soon; hold what you have, so that none take your crown."
(Revelation 3:11)

I'm that seduction
In your arms
I miss our nights of love
Where only you and I exist
Where I undress with your
Words of love
Where alone the two left
Out our passion
With which our kisses
Overflow Madness of love
Come to my heart and ****** me
And Let's make love

The
most
  wasted
   of
    all
     days,

is
  one
    without
      laughter

I truly appreciate kindness.  
I appreciate people checking up on me.  
I appreciate a quick message.  
I appreciate those who ask if I'm okay.  
I appreciate every single person in my life
  who has tried to brighten my days.  
It's the little things that matter the most.

I am living the pandemic mode
It was totally unexpected
Never in my furthest dreams
Did it occur to me that I would be going through this

Pandemic mode

It seems so unreal
Like the movie Contagion
Everywhere I look, it’s empty
Very few people are out
There’s a countrywide lockdown

Pandemic mode

Every day people wait for the numbers
Hoping to hear there’s a decrease
All around the world people hold their breath
Every person on the planet is going through this
There’s no discrimination

Pandemic mode

The definition of hero has changed
Instead of athlete or celebrity
It’s doctors, nurses, front line workers
Teachers, scientists
People keeping the world running

Pandemic mode

We stay hidden away
Unable to go out
Afraid to see another
Never knowing where the illness is
Hoping for a miracle
But patience is required

Pandemic mode

Nighttime demons appear
Offering frightening visions
Waking us from our slumbers
Having us crave the morning light
For safety and solace

Pandemic mode

None of us are getting out of this world alive,
  so please, stop treating yourself as an afterthought.
Eat delicious food.  Walk in the sunshine.
  Jump in the ocean.  Say the truth that you're carrying
  in your heart like a hidden treasure.
Be silly.  Be kind.  Be weird.
  There's no time for anything else.

But under the silence
   of what we say to each other,
       is the much more articulate silence
           of what we don’t say to each other,

a storm of things unspoken,
  coiled,
     reserved,
       appointed,
        ticking away
  like a clock attached to a time-bomb:
    crash,
       fire,
         demolition wound up in the quietly,
            almost tenderly,
              small,
                 familiar things
                    unspoken.

A Dream
  Is a wish
Your heart makes.

One hand of help,
One word of sympathy,
One act of humanity,
One smile of charity,
and one sweet hello....
can change someone's
mood and life...

I have a fear of dying

With unwritten words
  still in my mind.....

Never put on paper
   there was never enough time....

There are days
  when I write my poetry in pencil,
  just in case.  

      But when I write about you,
      I use my favorite pen,

             You're the poem
             I'll never erase...

I taste the color of us
on my lips, in the thick
Red love smeared upon my skin.
Arrange me in fiery hues
and place me along the relics
on shelves long forgotten.
Come back and cast me
into the coolest shadows.
Draw the lines from my soul.
If I am nothing else, dear
lover, make me a masterpiece
and hang me, as you will.

I sit
  and I tried
and I
  almost died..

My mind
  was in
     such a mess...

And then
  I realized..

I could never
  write anything...

As beautiful as you.

My Soul
speaks in poetry
    and my heart gets lost
         in the broken and loving of words

it takes me on a joy ride
    to a whole other world

Take my hand and say you love me.
I say I love you,
Look at me like that.

As If God...
I look at the time of worship!
As much romantic,
Just as kind,
Smile and let me watch you.

Because the love that...
The time of rain looks at the sky.
As much as with pleasure
As full of wishes
Take my hand and say you love me,
The way God looks in the mirror and says to himself
"two people" creating these was a mistake from the beginning!

It's you ... I was there
looking in the twinkling
of each star.

It's you ... I was there
sensing in my
moon nights.

It's you ... I was there
looking at each
break of dawn.

It's you ... I expected you
after dying
strong storms.

It's you ... And always
I knew ... It's you.

We are all broken in some way.
   But it’s all the shattered pieces
   that give us depth. Like stained glass,
it’s how the pieces and colors
   fit together that truly makes us
                 beautiful.

One of the most sincere
forms of respect...
  Is actually listening
  to what someone has to say...

If a Poet
  Falls in
     Love with you....

You can
   Never die....

She was a true daughter of the moon.
Finding energy and renewal in the Full Moon’s beams,
And the release of negativity from the New Moon’s dark energy.
There was nothing more spectacular than the sight of a gorgeous Blood Moon,
And once in a Blue Moon, she found herself at the ocean after midnight, bathing in all that soothed her weary soul - moonbeams and salt water.
The Harvest Moon reminded her that change was good,
And the beauty in a field of wild ground phlox restored her faith.
But the Wolf Moon was her favorite -
It called to the ravenous animal inside her,
and awakened her soul...

Cherished are the memories that
Brought us to this day,
For yesterday, was just a dream ...
A wish to contemplate.

A fantasy where in my mind,
A fleeting glimpse I would see ...
A vision of the true desires
I longed for endlessly.

And when I dreamed, I did not know
The love I would feel today;
The height of my true feelings,
And the depths they would portray.

And if I had one wish today,
A simple wish that would be ...
Is that the love we feel this moment,
Lasts eternally.

Reality has merged now
As you stand here by my side;
And as I join your hand in mine,
My heart does fill with pride.

For as I pledge my love to you,
I see in many ways,
Reflections of my love for you
Are mirrored in your gaze.

And by our presence here today,
And for the love we share,
I thank you for our yesterdays
That brought us to be here.

But more than this, I vow to you,
My wishes yet to come ...
Tomorrow's dreams and fantasies,
This day that we are one.

Tomorrow's an adventure
That we will share together now;
Our future's intertwined forever,
Through this holy vow.

I promise to remember
In the future years and days,
The love I feel for you this moment ...
Dreams fulfilled today.

For in the coming years as we
Move on, and reminisce,
Back to the day, I stood with you
And promised with a kiss ...

That blessed are the days that
I have looked into your eyes,
And felt the warmth and love reflect,
The essence of our lives.

*

Yesterday we dreamed of what might be;
Today we validate our love;
And tomorrow we will cherish the life we have shared as one.

She is neither pink nor pale,
And she never will be all mine;
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
And her mouth on a valentine.
She has more hair than she needs;
In the sun ’tis a woe to me!
And her voice is a string of colored beads,
Or steps leading into the sea.
She loves me all that she can,
And her ways to my ways resign;
But she was not made for any man,
And she never will be all mine

Where the doubts are born
Where the destination is twisted
Where the exit closes
Where the light goes off
Where the road ends
That's where you find out who your true friends are

It's here
... next to you
... next to mine
... thank you for exist

Happy 2019 all my friends... I don't say names because I'm sure I'd miss some and I don't want

When you feel to tired
to take another step
you continue on each
day with a smile inside
your heart..

When life gives you many
heartaches, and tears
fall in vain, you take
it with the good, and
continue on your way..

Before each rainbow, the
rain must fall, soft
and cool around your
feet, it will soon dry
bringing a brighter day..

When you feel like life
has no more meaning, say
a little prayer, it will soon
calm your weary spirit..

When the blade is to sharp
causing pain, remember the days
when life was ever so great
and God let you roam, wild
and free

Show the world she is your princess
your lady fair, your queen
treat her with the utmost respect
be chivalrous and tender
always the consummate gentleman

to the outside world, she is your treasure
your most priceless joy
protect her heart with all you have
as she protects yours
the invincible duo

but when the world falls away
and lust's madness takes over
that spark of magic in her eyes
telling you her demons want to play
it is then your beast awakens...and smiles.

The secret of a happy life
  Is knowing how to live,
And recognize the time and place
  To take away or give.

To gather joys we must be fair
  In all we say and do;
The happiness is free to take,
The rest is up to you

Most people walk a rightness path,
  And do their very best,
To foster peace and brotherhood,
  While feathering their nest.

Still there are those, who lie and cheat,
  With underhanded ways,
Believing they can forge ahead
  And gain some unjust praise.

And actually they may just feel
  Their neighbors thru the years
wear a mask of make believe
  To hide their self made fears.

But happiness does not exist
  Upon their shakey shelves,
As skies are always gray for those
Who cannot face themselves.
    
      Leo M. Janowick
      January 16, 1976

Kindness is in the heart,
     and it's free to give....

T'was the night before Christmas
  God glanced over the earth.
He looked to and fro,
  all over its girth.
They missed it again, He said with a sigh,
  A heavy heart, and a tear in His eye.
I gave them My son so they could be free,
  My greatest gift, to them from Me
They traded Me in, for a man in red,
  a little tree, and a horse-drawn sled.
How do I save them, when all they know
  is a talking snowman, and a box with a bow.
Maybe next year, they will stop and see
  the biggest gift of Christmas
Is the little Child from Me

If you are not able to accept others as they are, it's because you don't accept yourself as you are. Stop in your intention to change the other and start by changing you..
Look at life from another point of view laugh live it and accept the people around you as well as they are.

Could you be the poet's lover?

  Could you listen to a voice
  That has touched a million hearts?

Could you kiss lips
That have brushed a million ears?

  Could you hold a heart
  That is known to a million souls?


                       Could You?

hidden in the doorways are secrets in the night
earthly pleasures of lusts and passion's delight
that timeless joining too intense to wait
any nook in the wall and we won't hesitate

an empty corridor in a busy hotel will do
the thrill of capture, what if everyone knew
blind madness as hormones rage hot
an appropriate place, it matters not

up against a hallway, wall breath warms your ear
hands above your head now quietly my dear
******* slipped into silken folds
a gulp, a whimper, the silent moan be told

on a staircase, the perfect rise stand tall and kneel
taken my prowess deep, tell me how that feels
the echoes of passion crying in an empty stairwell
hear footsteps above and below mental warning bells

heartbeats quicken and breathing heavies to pant
in a world with too many rules, this is not one you can't
the temptation of the moment's wanton needs rely
regardless of the circumstance you need never ask why..

I will write a poem in your soul
With the pieces of your eternal tenderness.
I will draw every letter with your lust
Letters to the contact of your skin.
I will gather the words with your passion
Even get to rhyme your beauty
And reach the ecstasy of your love..

A blessing you painted with the flavor of life,
Soothing words with the muse of love;
Patterns!
With the colors of life;
Magic! !
With the colors of love;
North view,
South view,
East view,
West view! ! !
A blessing you painted with the romance of nature;
Like the sun and the windmill,
With the doorway of peace.