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.

My fingers fly
  across the keys

trying to compose
  my thoughts to please

For you, my dear,
  my lovely Wife

The woman I chose
to call my Wife.

My heart is yours
to have and to hold

forever dear,
  as we grow old.

I Love You.

It's not that I just think of you, every now and then,
Or that I sometimes hope that I, will see you once again.
It's not that you're the late night thought, I try to keep at bay,
Or that I wonder how you are, when I start my day.
It's not that I wish you were here, when I feel alone,
It is that I look for you, in an empty room,
And that since you walked away, all I see is gloom.
It is that I overthink, everything you said,
And that no matter what I try, you're always in my head.
It is that everything I think, and all the things I do,
are drained and soaked and coloured black, by the loss of you.

I can't promise
  to fix all your problems,
But I can promise,
  You won't have to face them alone

Can I rest even a minute?
Can I breathe even a little?
Each morning, each day,
Is ******* with things and stuff
Oh, I have to..
take care of the clothes
do the dishes
have to cook
oh, the grocery
daughter needs this
husband needs that
and many others
but have you even think
of taking care of yourself?
I cry between showers
So they won’t notice
Or even stay long in the supermarket
The only thing I can call “me time”
Can I rest even a minute?
Can I breathe even a little?
When you’re a mom, a wife
Sometimes you feel drained
Sometimes you feel frustration
Can I rest even a minute?
Can I breathe even a little?
Can I have even a day..
for myself?

Laugh in the face of melancholy,
Stand beneath pouring rain.
Overcome past folly,
So as to remain.
Learn to embrace yourself;
Then you can help others.
In the shoes of someone else,
The thoughts you’d gather.
If time is as they say,
We may even change,
Yesterday.
Origami time... rearrange,
My paradigm.
Shift my thoughts and actions,
To something more sublime.
Equal and opposite reactions,
Newton-ion example.
We have finite time,
But it is ample.
Doesn’t give peace of mind,
Simply a mystery of existence.
There is no rewind,
Just an opportunity for persistence.
Try to grow,
Help others.
Inside you know,
We need each other.

Because my lips are looking for you the taste of your being.
Among them play with the aroma, of your skin,
My lips so restless and sweet, they seek the flavors of your love, so ex-of is to feel the lips, juicy and restless, stroking the most erógenos of you....
My lips are soft to feel your vibrate among them when kissing... and **** your eroticism with them,...
My lips are thirsty for you... nothing is as beautiful as drawing your body with my lips,...
My lips so wet and fleshy I invite you to move them, kiss them,
They seek you in the night's humidity,, they take away the thirst to love,
My desire to love without reservations, with my lips, full of love, to the contact of your skin, they know how to love with my lips drawing a smile, illuminated your face of lust and love savoring you in a thousand ways my lips so avid to look for In the darkness, of the night where you give yourself to the light of the new moon my lip at dawn wakes you up, kiss to kiss every space of your body

My Lady, across the Ocean,
sent me a lovely note...
Of all the things I've read
'Twas the best thing
someone has ever wrote;

She said she had some interest,
in the things I say and do,
and sent me a lovely image
of herself for me to view;

I can't help from going back,
and reading just what she wrote,
was such a simple gesture,
but my most precious note.

Thank you, Oceantina,
for brightening up my day,
and for accepting my friendship,
in such a lovely way.

Two young ladies arrived a Meeting wearing clothes that were quite revealing their body parts. Here is what the Chairman told them: He took a good look at them and made them sit. Then he said something that, they might never forget in their life. He looked at them straight in the eyes and said; "ladies, everything that God made valuable in this world is well covered and hardly to see, find or get.

1. Where do you find diamonds? Deep down in the ground, covered and protected.

2. Where do you find pearls? Deep down at the bottom of the ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell.

3. Where do you find gold? Way down in the mine, covered over with layers of rock and to get them, you have to work hard & dig deep down to get them.

He looked at them with serious eyes and said;
"Your body is sacred & unique" You are far more precious than gold, diamonds and pearls, and you should be covered too."So he added that, if you keep your treasured mineral just like gold, diamond and pearls, deeply covered up, a reputable mining organization with the requisite machinery will fly down and conduct years of extensive exploration.
First, they will contact your government (family), sign professional contracts (wedding) and mine you professionally( legal marriage).But if you leave your precious minerals uncovered on the surface of the earth, you always attract a lot of illegal miners to come and mine you illegally. Everybody will just pick up their crude instruments and just have a dig on you just freely like that. Keep your bodies deeply covered so that it invite professional miners to chase you.
Let us all encourage our wives, friends and daughters to dress well and decent!

I want to feed my soul in this darkness of the night where there are only words of love for the wind that brings whenever my laments of the stars and the moon are the words that come from the Heart when screaming in these walls your name is my skin it bristles up to the lower part of my body in my bed thinking of you. I am giving free rein between my legs every time you miss me how are you from your body I feel it inside my moans that come out of you I want to satisfy this that I carry in my soul today I need to feel so panting and I need to deliver my juicy fluids of sublime love Today I want to shine like the stars in the dark night sky where we return our senses enveloped in the flames of love as ashes emerge in this sea of ​​fiery lavas between kisses and caresses in the light of the full moon where it tends its radiance under the bodies ****** giving intensity in the forbidden caresses between her lips to feel her body so Blime is drawing the scam tours of my body that awaken the deepest of your skin among them my scent that is born from within as burning embers leaves me wrapped in your body leaving traces of our meeting in this place where you are

Change the Changeable,
    Accept the unchangeable,
         and remove yourself
              from the Unacceptable

All the words are taken,
There are no words to say.
A million write
About a wolf
Yet never
Been face to face.
Many write about the moon
Yet never dream
Of outer space.
So many write of love
Yet pass it by every day.
So I will write about life
In a few lines or less,
I stand by my right to howl
With only all the best.
Show the moon
It's cherished
Each and every day
Stop to glance at love
And watch it
Walk away.

Sometimes I can't help but wonder...
wonder where I would be,
If you hadn't come along
just when you did and rescued me.
Babe, there's something I need to say,
something I need to explain.
From the day you walked into my life,
nothings really been the same.
I really can't remember exactly,
what I thought I was doing...
I can't remember exactly,
where I thought I was going.
There was a time when
I wasn't sure I'd see another day.
Just when I thought I was done...
destiny sent your precious heart my way.
Whenever I'm tired or just feeling down,
and I see you stop and reach for me,
you have a way of lifting me up...
you can always set my worries free.
You've been like a guiding light...
my compass when I'm feeling lost.
With you, there's no mountain I can climb,
there's no river I can't swim across.
Sometimes I can't help but wonder...
wonder where I would be.
Sometimes I can't help but think,
that God made you just for me

If you limit your
choices only to what
SEEMS possible
or reasonable,
you DISCONNECT yourself
from what you
TRULY WANT.  
And all that is left
is COMPROMISE.

.

When tomorrow starts without me,
And I am not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you will miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It almost seemed impossible
That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity,
And all I have promised you.
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There's no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things.
You knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?"
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.

When she touches me
  Stars appear under my skin
it makes me want
        her to keep
        touching me
   Until I become a galaxy

I do not get used to this world of expensive things, cheap people, values on sale, feelings in liquidation and hearts in bankruptcy. That's what we expect, not get used to it. And the best way to not get used to it, is showing that things are expensive while people are willing to pay for it, people are cheap when they have a price, of value, the values are down, when the ambition is placed before the feelings, feelings in liquidation are, when hope is lost. And so hope that those who wait will not count the hours. And while we are still waiting, hope is not lost. That someday love arrives, that when it arrives it will materialize and be almost perfect, have patience when you think you have found it, that the one that goes away becomes full than the one you share, do not be disappointed with the one you already have, be eternal, and that every night is a honeymoon. And while we continue waiting, we do not lack the desire to move forward, that all dreams, at some point become reality. That the makeup does not extinguish your smile, that the baggage does not ballast your wings, that the calendar does not come in a hurry, that the dictionary stops the bullets, that the blinds correct the dawn, that the desire wins, longing and the I can, Let those who wait not to count the hours, let those who will die of fear. Let the end of the world surprise you dancing, let the stage fill you with success, Never know how, or when you are flying, just fly. That a genuine heart does not go out of style, that the autumns gild your skin, that truths do not have complexes, that lies look like a lie, that mirrors do not give you reason, that you take advantage of looking at what you see. Do not worry about you helplessness, that every dinner is your last supper, that being brave does not come out so expensive, that being a coward is not worth it. Do not buy for less than anything, do not sell love without thorns, do not fall asleep with fairy tales, do not close the bar on the corner. That in spite of everything, while you wait, be yourself and that your authenticity is your greatest trophy.

"too busy" is a myth.  
    People make time
       for the things that
          are really important to them.

You're my secret. The best secret That I have What I have given Many kisses The secret that between the sheets He has had everything of me. I have you. Where the heart Stronger late There is no angle Of my soul That you have not crossed And I do not want to leave you. Go far Now far from you But like the wind Free are Heart and soul They are looking for you Search your eyes Your mouth Imagining your smiles That I do not have I suffer But I prefer that. At least I suffer for you. My soul

Let the wind play with your senses!...
Let the breeze heat your heart!
That in the intense heat, between the windows of your soul, a little bit of breeze, to suffocate the flare that is inside you.

Drop your hair, let the wind play with it.... I will not only the windows of your soul but also leave the doors open...
It doesn't matter that you disorder more than it is.... sighs and also let you steal your breath, kiss the moment, recreate your interior,
It's time!
To Shake your senses, leave a little behind the memories, forget a bit of what you feel....
That you, you are present today!
And die for what you want and know that you can't, throw you in the nostalgia, opaque your heart of unnecessary tears.

Laugh, dance like the wind, caress your moment and be happy... so life gives you and gives you in every today.

Washing my wedding ring:

So this morning I was cleaning my wedding ring, I do it about once a week or so. I have this extra toothbrush that I clean it with set aside in the bathroom for when I need it. I got to thinking about how cleaning my wedding ring kind of symbolizes a healthy marriage for me. I’m a guy, a “guys” guy at that. My hands stay constantly banged up and *****. I work on cars, they get cut. I work in the yard, they get *****. My ring bears the brunt of those things as well. That’s why I clean it. Friends have asked why I take the time to clean it when it will probably get ***** and no one will really notice a difference. “Your the man, no one cares how pretty your ring it”. Here’s the thing. IT.DOES.MATTER.

Why?

Because every time I clean it reminds me of the small things in our marriage I should be doing. When my wife comes home from work have I listened to her day, like really listen. Put down my phone, turn off the tv, and make her day the center of my world listen, so that she feels like her day really matters to me because it does. While we’re laying in bed watching our favorite show at night did I reach over and scratch her back or play with her hair, letting her know “yes we may just be watching a show together but make no mistake, I know you're next to me and you are the center of my world. Have you stopped by her work lately and brought her a coke, or maybe her favorite candy. It doesn’t have to be extravagant, just something small to let her know “hey I was thinking about you and I thought you would like this”. See you don’t just “fall out of love” one day when you wake up. It happens over time because you stopped doing the little things, you stopped courting her(that, by the way, shouldn’t stop once you marry, that should enhance) you stopped trying to impress. Every day I wake to my wife, I pretend she is a stranger that I am madly in love with and think “how today can I make her fall in love with me”

The small things matter gentlemen, so yes I will continue to wash my wedding ring....

Dos cuerpos se juntan
en armonía esta noche
mirándonos a los ojos
y un profundo suspiro
Anhelas abrazarla cariñosamente
tan suave y tiernamente
sus ojos brillan fuertemente
con el calor, ella te envía
sus brazos están llegando ahora
ella anhelaba abrazarte
Ella quiere sentir tus labios sobre los de ella.
y cuando ambos finalmente se reúnen
aquí en ese paraíso
donde las flores florecen bastante
y el calor está por todas partes
se siente como un volcán está a punto de estallar
y ambos están lo más cerca posible.
cuando ella te lleve a la cama de espera.
El calor de ti es pesado
está a tu alrededor todo el camino
sabes que esta tarde tan hermosa
Se llena de toques y de besos.
la pasión está finalmente aquí

~

Two bodies come together
in harmony tonight
your gazing into each other's eyes
and out a very deep sigh
You long to hold her dearly
so soft and tenderly
her eyes are strongly shinning
with the heat, she sends to you
her arms are reaching up now
she longed to hold you close
she wants to feel your lips on hers
and when you both finally get together
here in that paradise
where flowers blooming pretty
and heat is all around
it feels like a volcano is about to erupt
and you are both as close as you can get
when she then carry you to the waiting bed.
The heat from you is heavy
it's around you all the way
you know that this so beautiful evening
is filled with touches and with kisses
the passion is finally here.

What does a butterfly do? What is a butterfly like?
It takes long for her to be born and then she has the Freedom to fly and live just for one day before she dies. Likewise, I will fly around you and I will try to inspire you with my beauty before I fall on the cold ground and become a beautiful memory. The butterfly is not afraid to fly towards the dancing flames of a fire. She doesn't know the danger. She is just attracted by the fire's dance, its warmth and fierce. She sacrifices her one and only day of life so she can feel the warmth of those flames. She doesn't know that despite her sacrifice, the fire will still burn her. She doesn't know that when she offers her beauty to this dark twisted dance, it will make no difference. She is heading to her own destruction and yet she flies..

I close my eyes in the dark.
I whisper your name with a
slight sigh.
Your scent still lies on my
skin.
It drives my senses crazy.
I bite my lips.
I try to fight my body's urges.
I feel that I am losing my
control.
You dominate over me like
no one has before.
I give up.
I move like a puppet,
dancing in the rhythm of
your passion, while I still
feel your hands all over
me, touching me in the
most wicked way.
I moan.
My body moves like it is
mine no more.
I explode.
Submissive of your dark
desires.
Slave of your twisted love...

I don't know what the deafening scream of your silence tastes like...
How does your smile echo taste? The footprint left by your steps I don't even know what your sad eyes taste like... I don't know what your hugs taste like... I don't know what you taste like... But I want to know.

My soul burnt and cold
Smell of burning rubber against the road
Sight of tail lights in the pitch dark
Echo of the fading acceleration lost in the night
I'm going going gone...

That's all I can think
I hit the highway at 130mph
Leave it all behind
Headed anywhere but here

It doesn't seem to matter what I do
Doesn't matter what I feel or say
Because as I leave
I'm already D.O.A.

Under the starlight
You fall off to sleep
Lay in your bed peacefully asleep

Think about the perfect life
While I'm a hundred miles away from here by now
I can't leave this behind
Don't want to, but I can't stay

You lay asleep in your bed quiet and content
You're gonna think I'm mad
But I'm not
I wish I could look in your eyes
Show you how I felt inside
Unwrap my soul
Exposed to feel the heat it once had
You'd then see that I can't be mad

This heart and soul are burning cold
Lost in a world without light

Reality sets back in and I'm, I'm...going, going, gone
It doesn't seem to matter what I do
Doesn't matter what I feel or say
Because as I leave
I'm already D.O.A.

Some days I wonder if your mind
will ever meet your heart,
if they'll just continue this long
distance relationship,
or finally, disconnect altogether.
I feel I'm starting to get lost
in this placid harmony,
stumbling on the lines in this
******* script.
I miss your roar.
The vibrations of your voice have
been weakened by the
authority in his name.
I fear one day I won't
remember the shape of your face,
Nor will you grace the whisper
in my chest that carries your smile.
We have been bonded by fate,
but something is pulling at your bones,
serving his ***** your taste.
His trickle of bait has enticed
your need to be seen,
but you fail to realize that
you were never invisible.
I see you!
I see you in the light catching
the gleam of him,
as you dangle there waiting for his delight,
but in the dark, he keeps you under his breath,
leaving you gasping for his glance.
You see in the dark,
I still see you,
because you sparkle like a diamond being kissed by the sun.
So I wonder,
will your heart ever remember the way you roar?

I'll make love to you...
I will make every part of your soul tremble...
I will strip your mind with verses of the soul...
I will touch your lips with ink from the heart, I will make you wet my pen with your lips, I want you to be mine a night for you to be reflected in my pages, I want to touch you with my words so that my hands are jealous Who are you and make you mine, I want to touch bottom to enter your heart, why have you made my letters become simple ink to the touch of your voice, I close my eyes because my heart is restless doesn't stop shaking what will it be
It will be that this is called beating, today I will leave you marked, you will be my slave because I will make the scripts be my strings, get ready because in your body will be written this story of love, between verses, rhymes and simple letters with Ink, so I'll make you love from the soul to be... mine forever.

Lay your pens down
Push your papesr aside
Rest your cell's charge
And cease your finger pride

Now ease your thoughts
Relaxing your mind's courts
As I ask you in verse
To kneel
Your third eye
Your soul
And seer in your reveal
In comprehension to prayer
Of poetical readers
Who see us dear

May we ink in truth
To verse in veracity of ideals
Penning influence's tooth
To readers of our halls
Who peruse here to escape
With harboured thoughts in their falls
Find release
Inking in colours we collaborate

As we divine the mysteries of life
In the glory of observance of strife
May our devotion through human restraint
Be the blessings we can learn to paint
For our selection being here
Is reasons to connection
We chosen few
Are morning words to our reading crew
The daily sentences to their life's choices
And nightly thoughts through spoken voices

As long as we breath at the end of our word
We give thanks by expressing our heard
So let us go forth
To spread lines true in our pens
And let the ink in our veins be our clense

I'm your female who makes you extremely in those crazy nights, and the one you do. Full of ******* your body,
I am your female who breathes next to your chest suffocating your breathing and stirs every time you make yours,
Your custody under your power of a woman, I am your female who retires in that skin to skin, touching the senses in one I am just that your female who knows how to get you in the passions I am your God turning the lamentations into a whimper of pleasure Infinite,...
I am your female who licks you every corner of the hell that embraces me without mercy,...
I'm your female who always awaits you in the room.. ready to feel under your emerald green look...
I am the female as beasts radiate the skin, with the nails feeling your body under the taste of my lips, I have you among my desire to belong to you-you are the one who bristles my skin
With Lips, kiss and lick my wet.. between my legs,
Feeling in my cavity... I'm your female, who knows how to get you in every space of your body succumb by playing with the lips, in your sweet ******.. that makes me scream and moan, I'm your Embrace me without limits I am the female of your most faithful slave,
I'm your female,, I drink from your body succumb the regrets of my mysteries tyrant master you that makes me scream of infinite pleasure and my delight between the lips kiss so aggressive in the nights full my lowest instincts culminating with my hands holding your ******* So taunt  the delight with the swing playing with the lips, I lick you, and hedgehog your skin with the wet tongue plays with the buds
I am your female who is reborn between your arms, moaning and screaming slogans that I excite every part erogenous in my mind submerged between ******* runs by me  in one just intertwined of my hells where I take your body succumb screaming of pleasure, I am you Female

A Library Burns.....
When Someone Dies.....
What Will I...Leave Behind?.....
Are You My Only, Lonely Witness.....
To A Life Gone Untold.....
Will My Legacy Unfold.....
Will My World Be Put On Hold,...Or Sold.....
To The Highest Bidder?.....
All My Laughter, The Tears.....
All My Triumphs, The Fears.....
All My Heartaches, Via-pain.....
Are You The Only Witness To Remember My Name?.....
A Whole Library Burns.....
When Somebody Dies.....
What Will I,,, Leave Behind?.....
Hopefully,.....

Your sweeping lips
Lingers on me
In exquisite ways
Gently shatter me

Weaken my knees
In ruined lipstick
Set me ablaze
In smoldering heat

Melt me sweetly
In panting breaths
Make me quiver
Between limber sheets

In pure seduction
Of uncovered tenderness
Caress the fragility
Hidden in brokenness

In lustful sin
Of insatiable needs
Liberate what’s caged
Years in melancholy

Indulge wild hearts
In sheer delight
of dreams colorful
with love intertwined

I have never
  fallen into a love
       I couldn’t get out of......

Until
     You......

Your sweeping lips
Lingers on me
In exquisite ways
Gently shatter me

Weaken my knees
In ruined lipstick
Set me ablaze
In smoldering heat

Melt me sweetly
In panting breaths
Make me quiver
Between limber sheets

In pure seduction
Of uncovered tenderness
Caress the fragility
Hidden in brokenness

In lustful sin
Of insatiable needs
Liberate what’s caged
Years in melancholy

Indulge wild hearts
In sheer delight
of dreams colorful
with love intertwined

You possess the beauty of all the worlds' wonders
It radiates from your delicate skin
Shining in the light of your eyes
Flowing through your hair, like the river of life
Your beauty is projected in all that you do

You have the grace of all the angels in heaven
Your friendships are deep and true
Your love is pure and real
Your movements are that of an angel
Your grace is bestowed upon those in your life

You are strong like the mountains
Able to withstand the storms of life
Turning a blind eye to the coldest of life's winters
Constant renewal in your eternal spring
Green grass and wild flowers your destiny

Your wisdom is that of the divine universe
Able to see beyond the immediate
Devouring the knowledge of the past
Improving the present, bettering the future
All the while taking care of those in your life

Being in your presence fills my heart with joy
When you speak, I hear the sound of angels singing
All that you are is what I hoped to be
The greatest gift, your love to me
A lifetime I shall take, returning that love to thee

When we read
We live a thousand lives;
When we write,
  We relive our own.

"The secret of it all is to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment — to put things down without deliberation — without worrying about their style — without waiting for a fit time or place. I always worked that way. I took the first scrap of paper, the first doorstep, the first desk, and wrote — wrote, wrote…By writing at the instant the very heartbeat of life is caught.”

And perhaps
what made he beautiful
was not her appearance
but in her love
and in her courage
and her audacity
to believe
no matter
the darkness
around her
light ran wild
within her
and that was the way
she became alive
and it showed
in everything....

I am here.
Sitting on the warm sand,
while the summer breeze
blows on my face.
I look at the sea's waves
wishing that I could be
just a small drop of salted
water.
A drop which would travel
slowly from the sea's lap
through the ocean and
would get right next to
you.
And then just like a
mermaid casted out of a
fairy tale, I would rise from
the ocean's deep embrace
and transform into the
woman, who you crave to
hold in your arms.
Your unique love.
Your special muse...

every touch a melody
each tender kiss a song
life spent in three-quarter time
tunes written for the heart to hear
etched upon my skin

I love you whispered in poetic prose
the rhythm of a beating heart
body moves and sways in time
each note struck to perfect chime
I ring, I sing loud and clearly

my body's tunes played in concert
the tempo rises and falls as we do
rhythmic changes pulse over our flesh
our timing building, building higher
until our crescendo lays us to waste..

No me aconstumbro, ah desperta sin ti
Quizas el olvido llegó alos lazos del amor,
No me aconstumbro a vivir sin amor ,
En estas noches tan fria, como el invierno, ..
No me acostumbro a vivir entre la odscuridad sin los lamentós al ser penetrenada en esta imensa... odscurida, donde te colmó de besos y gemidos ,levantando el alba entre mis ganas te pintó mi alma como tatuajes en tu ser,
No me aconstumbro a dejar de saborear, tu eròstimo entre mis labios , suncumbe los sentidos , al desperta con mis besos las partes erógenas y los rincónes de tu cuerpo.. quien esparce mi lengua su deleite , humedad entre mis labios, que acaricia saciandote, en cada exclamò de placer, ...
no me aconstumbro...
Ah vivir sin amor, en esta noches, que despierta mi ansieda de ser mujer...
entre mis labios jugosos y humedos suncunbem
que hoy entrego en tus labios, que juegas con mis ganas no me acostumbro entre mis gemidos gritando en el silencio de mi cuerpo, quien difruta de tu erótismo , grande y gruesp penetrandome , con el vaiven de tu cuerpo. Metiendo, y sacando mis ganas de mi cuerpo ,que sube en ti donde mi húmeda difruta su baile de erotico, jugando con tus dedos en mi cavida sale un gemido de placer, que grito al cielo , implorando no terminar , no me aconstumbro a vivir sin ti

"You are the poem
     I never knew how to write

and this life is the story
     I have always wanted to tell."

I saw her dancing there, beside the moon. I watched the stars as they watched her with envy.  Then she saw me, scattering stardust from her eyelashes.  She stopped mid-dance, caught in between eras. I had found my stolen moment, fished it from the heavens.  And ever since I saw her celestial waltz, I was a lover of the night.

Try not to become a person of success
    but rather a person of value.....

Try not to want more
    but to be grateful for what you have....

Try not to judge those that you see
    but to think of what they would see

Be kind, be humble, give a smile now and then
    you may just make someone's day..

Would It Help You
If I shared with you
A part of my soul
One I keep hidden
Locked away
Deep down inside

Would it help you understand
Who I am
What makes me tick
Where I have been
Why I am the way I am
How I truly feel
My fears
My desires
My wants
My needs
All that I seek

Would it help you see
The dark parts of me
The ones I cannot easily explain
For fear if I tried
The last bit of glue
Holding me together
Would give way
And I would finally fall apart
Never to regroup again

Would it help you
Help us
If I shared
Just a piece
Or would you run away
Seeing how damaged
I truly am
Knowing the reasons
Realizing my flaws and imperfections

Would it help you love me
A flawed soul
Seeking the love
Of another flawed soul
Both deserving love
On the deepest level
To share a life together
In this imperfect world

Would it help you
If you knew
If you saw
If I shared
Could you love me
Flaws and all

She dreamed about passion’s desire,
In her heart combines it with love.
Wonders if it will deny her,
Or will it be blessed from above?
~
She dreams about it all the time,
Awakens with a smiling face.
Knows the moment will be sublime,
Feels her heart beginning to race.
~
She waits for the moment to come,
But for now, it remains a dream.
To her passions, she will succumb,
In a dreamlike romantic theme.
~
Almost bouncing around her room,
She prepares for another day.
One day all her passions will bloom,
If the right person comes her way.
~
She’s lost in Passion’s desires,
Spurred by the innocence of love
To its beauty, she aspires,
She’s longing to fly like a dove.

Long before the Ink
  Makes love to the paper....
The Poetry is not there
  looking for the pen....

Be me
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And night and day.
Let me be the life of Java, let it be a dream.
Everything I do, be you.
And tears and laughter.
Be my virtue, be my sin.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And happiness and sadness.
Be my sky, be my sun and rainbow.
Everything I do, be you.
And desire and passion.
Be my look, be my voice.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And courage and fear.
Be the heartbeat of my heart, be my breath.
Everything I do, be you.
And fire and ice.
Be my wormwood, be my honey too.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And joy and pain.
Be what you keep, what you love.
Everything I do, be you.
And strength and will.
Be more beautiful to me than anyone else.
Anything I do, let me be with you.
And hell and heaven.
Be my beginning, be my end too.

It doesn't matter if my blood
is running, staining the ground
under my feet.
It doesn't matter if my skin
changed color because of the
scars that lie on it.
It doesn't matter if I am
screaming desperately for help.
It doesn't matter if my heart
broke into a thousand pieces
and my soul was shattered.
It doesn't matter if my tears
turned into blades and every
dropped marked me
permanently; my heart, mind
and soul.
What matters is that you will
never hold me close, because
I am a monster created from
the pain that captured my soul.
No matter what I need, you
will always see it as a "want"..

The ink is ready
  The pen is set
     The book is open
         The paper is fresh..

Now sit back
  And watch

As she comes back
  To life