A Dream
  Is a wish
Your heart makes.

Dream Big....know that you are going to accomplish incredible things, once you start believing in yourself.

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

"Our Endless Love" began with just one little kiss,
A sweet, innocent, 'n gentle, unthreatening first kiss,
Like the first flowers pushing their tender stems above the ground.
Could this be the beginning, of innocence in love found?
The gentle cradling, of my hand in yours,
Showed me the gentle touch and the beginning of true love.
Just as those young flowers slowly reached,
For the orange glow of the sun,
We took our time 'n nurtured the unique feelings that now had begun.
Just as the growing flowers began to bud,
So thus was our rapture being guided from above.
As the buds of the flowers started to bloom into a beautiful bouquet,
So does the beginning of "Our Endless Love" begin today,
As we put one another's desires and dreams before our own,
Now set into perpetual motion, our two hearts beat, but now as one.
Long ago a friendship had started, then turned to romance,
That was set afire,
All the longing we felt, our souls intertwined,
As our love began to soar even higher.
Our love showering down with Heavenly Stardust from the Milky Way,
Oh, how our love deepens, with the opening of each new day.
Overwhelming completeness we do feel,
Just the way two lovers should,
Just one sweet innocent kiss turned into "Our Endless Love",
Just as our hearts knew it would.
Oh, how mighty a sweet, innocent, 'n gentle unthreatening first kiss.

I miss you keeper feel your throbbing body suffocated between my skin, burning evil evil desire that burns me the strange....
I miss you feeling your tongue avid by poking my senses waking up...
Leona asleep thirsty and habrienta of living flesh.. throbbing between my trembling legs, your keeper that you speak with the look of far. Feel my wet between your lips.. tasting the delight of me
Body and my hips dance with the dance of love... succumb to twist when feeling your wet tongue warm put my hot fluids emerge between your lips,, while you play and take with your hands my ******* *****.. Bite the time exictada, I let you feel the sway of my place in your body,, they move increasingly intense,, the groans throwing a cry to heaven,, under the power of your ******* you hold me and help granted with your hands...
You move me and hold my hips, dancing in and pulling your ***** member you make me extremecer every time you make love...... under your skin, you make mine oh pleasant oseadia that you make me scream. Skin, Emerald Green eyes emerald.. come make me yours in the way my skin screams succumb in lamentations moan invades my desire like an eruption volcano,, where the lava runs into ashes... profane,, feelings Harass my body, drowning my skin, feeling your burning mouth playing with my skin,,, tasting every space of me I miss you keeper.... today on my nights in the darkness where I suffocated my breathing with your body agitated.. Tomás and bite me. Skin.. you climb me and you take me from the hips that new... feeling your ***** phallus delicious, where I run to feel such sweetness between my caves, feeling to enjoy in fullness, bite me and **** extremecer increasingly intense, Heartbeat of my oh love I belong to you in all mercy I ask for not finishing this glory we are equal in the same wicked evil thought feeling burning the skin, in this room where you only hear the groans and screams when you are penetrated if the walls talk so For being perpetuated profane in my mind submerged among the groans whispers of hell that embraces me without mercy looking for your skin that I drowned with infinite pleasure

te he estado esperando
pensando en ti
echándote de menos
y ahora estas aqui
no perdamos un momento

Ven a mi
besos profundos y apasionados
Mantenido cerca en el abrazo del amor
lenguas bailan una samba silenciosa
y el mundo se aleja

Tranquilidad tranquila de respiraciones contenidas
susurro de te amo suavemente
tierna es el toque de anhelo
nuestro calor avivando las llamas
a medida que las pasiones se hacen más fuertes

me llevas en lujuria carnal
tu bestia despierta hambriento
devorame con gusto
Soy solo un sabroso bocado
Y quiero ser tu placer gastronómico .

~

I've been waiting for you
thinking about you
missing you
and now you're here
let's not waste a moment

come to me
kisses deep and passionate
held close in love's embrace
tongues dance a silent samba
and the world falls away

quiet earnest of bated breathes
whisper of I love yous softly
tender is the touch of longing
our heat fanning the flames
as passions grow stronger

you take me in carnal lust
your beast awakens hungry
devour me with relish
I am but a tasty morsel
and I want to be your dining pleasure...

"I went falling in love with ty"
I went falling in love with you,
Not to make you mine
But to make us.

Little by little, slowly,
I fell again in the illusion,
Where from time to time
Love hesitation and cheats.

Sometimes I saw you while
You looked at me, dreaming,
Cherish, creating.
I thought of everything and you.

And it's that I believed
In your eyes, in the word
From every day you do,
In your emotions,
In some smile of yours.

I knew, or rather
I meant that my presence was
In you as in me yours
When you weren't even.

And I expected a
Good action to convert
The days in roses,
The Moon in water,
Your hair in my hands.

But I knew that I didn't
Was, you were leaving without
Having personally desengañando me
That we were not us
Just you and me separating.

And me there watching you again
And you know nothing.
I went falling in love with you,
Little by little, slowly.
And little by little I was doing it.

I have a fear of dying

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

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

"Finding Yourself" is not really how it works.  
You aren't a ten-dollar bill in last winter's coat pocket.  
You are also not lost.  Your true self is right there, buried under cultural conditioning, other people's opinions, and inaccurate conclusions you drew as a kid that became your beliefs about who you are.  

'Finding Yourself" is actually returning to yourself.  An unlearning, an excavation, a remembering who you were before the world got its hands on you.

Your fingerprints, like the touch
of a masterful painter, color
my skin, as if it was an empty
white canvas, which now has
the signature of its owner on it.

Your passion, like a fierce fire,
burns my whole body in every
move I make, as if there is an
invisible lighter, which lits the
flame of my desire every time
I try to get away from its net.

Your love, like the darkest and
the most twisted challenge makes
me addicted to it as if you can
inject it into my system and
dope my senses with its
flavor, creating the need in me
to have more.

You, like an old unbreakable
bond, keep me bound to you,
making me feel once again
that I belong to you...

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...

Sometimes I like to fly high without the need to take airplanes
I do not know better wings than the imagination
No better engine than the heart
I recognize pain because I have felt it
And happiness because I've lived it
I have learned to love however I do not know what it is to hate
I still think hatred is for cowards
And love for the brave
I have bitten the dust on so many occasions that I smell the earth from afar
I know of defeats and failures rather than victories
And I have tried more the soil than the sky
But in the end I always get up to look at the enemy with height
When I refer to enemies I also speak of myself
I have become fond of the vertigo that precipices produce me
And to a continuous line of tachycardias of the day to day of this life
I still have my eyes full of hope
And although my hands hurt to scratch so much dirt
I will always find a time to write all the words
If I want something, it's that I do not get stuck
In the end, happiness is simple
I just ask for some paper and ink
And enough strength not to give up
That every morning I decide to move
And so the world will move with me
To follow,
Keep writing ...
Laughing more than crying
Loving more than hating
Learning and reinvented
Allowing me to be human at one time ...
Follow and continue
And never stop doing it...

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

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

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

"A friend who understands
your tears is much more valuable than a
lot of friends who only know your smile."

Friends bring out
beautiful things
in each other....
that on one else
looks hard enough
to find....

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.

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)

These past couple of weeks, my eyes have been opened brighter than ever. I’ve been starting my mornings with a gratitude journal, and not looking at my phone for at least an hour. It’s taken so much discipline, but the payoffs have been incredible. My eyes are truly open, and I’m seeing what matters most. Not anyone’s Instagram feed or what they choose to put out in the world. I see the little things. What I’m grateful for. And that’s all of you. It’s being able to wake up every day and do what I absolutely love to do. And that’s because of you. THANK YOU. I encourage all of you to try starting your day with what you’re grateful for. Not work emails or checking to see how many likes your picture got. There’s so much more to life than that. When you start to list off what you’re grateful for, you’ll notice how many blessings you have. How beautiful life is. Try it

Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, or worn.  It is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.

Happiness is not about
  getting all you want,
It's about enjoying
  all that you have

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

lay waste to this body
devastate me in the most delicious ways
send me heaven bound over again
taken me to the stars
introduce me by name

body fevered with lust's sin
aching for a forceful touch
strong hands that grip and *****
pushing and pulling
stimulating my womanly parts

******* harden and stand *****
soft cries drip from wanton lips
moans echo quietly in your ears
caressing curves
kissing crevasses hungry for a feast

body taut and senses tingled
nibbles down my throat
hands grasping heaving *******
abundant handfuls indeed
******* pinched and suckled

pond overflows with passion's nectar
swim in my waters
delve deep into my wanting pool
splash about and tease me mercilessly
hear my cries of tormented anguish

back arched and hips raised high
begging for release
give to me your throbbing desires
push yourself deep into my soaked flower
pollinate me with passion's rewards...

When your heart is ready....
     Your Wings will carry you......

I write poems
inside of her
with my fingers.  
Our story began
with her scream.
and ended with
her soul
on my lips.

I had just walked in the door as I got home from work. I put my things down and saw you in the corner of my eye sitting in a chair in the front room. I didn’t think anything of it at first, but as I turned toward you again I could see you had a drink in your hand and a look in your eyes. You were staring straight at me, not making a sound. Then you stuck a single finger in your glass and brought it to your lips and stuck it inside your mouth and ****** on it. You pulled it out and then stuck it back in again like you were making sure I saw it and yes I certainly saw it. I walked over to where you were sitting and took a seat in the other chair across from you and just watched without saying a word. You just sat there licking your lips and staring at me. I figured you must be in a frisky mood, so I decided to play along.

I look you in the eye and tell you to take off your blouse. You look a bit surprised at first with my request, so I said it again with a bit more demand this time, but still with a smile on my face. “Take it off and show me what you got” I said. You give me this real serious look, but you do as you are told. Then I tell you to remove your bra so that I can get my eyes on those sweet ******* of yours. Once you have your bra off I tell you to lick your finger and play with your ******* while I watch. I can see them getting stiff as you circle each of the tips nice and slow. Your breathing starts getting heavy and I can tell you’re getting warm deep down inside.

Then I tell you to put your hand in your *******. So you take your hand and move it down low and let it slide inside. You close your eyes and I see your body start to respond to your own touch as your fingers start playing with your flower. I ask you how it feels, and you tell me it’s making you ache for more. I tell you to keep going and to let me watch you ******. So you keep going harder and faster until I see you come right there in front of me in your chair. Your legs spread out wide and you let out a long “ooooooooh” as your ****** rocks your entire body.

As you’re catching your breath I stand up in front of you and look down at you as you’re still gasping for air. I kneel down and pull your ******* off of you and I move my hand down to feel how wet you are. Then I move in close and stick my tongue deep into your soaked flower, licking up all you have there. You react by pulling your legs around my head as I start licking and nibbling at you. Then you grab my head from behind and push me into you and tell me “Oh yes. Deeper.” So I stick two of my fingers inside of you and slide my tongue across your button and you just about slide off the chair as you start bucking back at me as I lick you.

I have fun with this for a while and I keep hearing you yelling “Oh yes! Oh yes! I’m almost there.” Then you finally hit your ****** again and squeeze my head between your legs as it lets go. I’m keep trying to lick you through your wave and when you finish I get my head free and stand up.

I look down at you and you’re just coming back down with your legs still spread out wide and your dress all up in your waist and I can hardly keep from laughing at what a mess you are there on the chair.

As I’m ready to walk away I say “I’m going to make myself a drink. Can I get you one too?” You’re still breathing hard, but you finally reply between one of your breaths with “Yes, please. And make it a double.” I laugh and walk over to the bar with a big smile on my face, knowing this is going to be one hell of a night.

How will I face the world without you?
You, that has given more than enough
Of your time, of your understanding
Of your care, of your compassion
And many, but words are not enough to mention
You, that made my days worthwhile
You, that brought a new horizon in my life
I always cherish the things you do
The way you wrap your arms around me
That always feels like the warmth of the sun
The gentleness of your touch and kisses
That always melts my weary heart
I think I have found my perfect match
To whom I’ll forever set my heart
You made me feel so cared and loved
And in return, I will love you with all my heart.

I am undeniably sweet with a hidden ***** dark side. I can be needy, but my heart bursts with rich love and my body is built for a savage. I intertwine an incredible strength of character with a desperate need to please. The unique tapestry of my soul was made up of the most exotic flavors and sweet spices. I shall leave you breathless with a craving for desperately needing more.

So, don't try to figure me out unless you're good navigating through a maze with a blindfold. I'm more complex than you ever dreamed, unlike any. You must feel your way through my soul. All other senses are completely useless. On most days it is impossible to grasp my thought process, let alone understand it...but I don't expect you to. Just accept me for the way I am. The good, the bad, and the slightly unpretty. I am more than worth it.

I am me.

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

“I choose to love you in silence…
For in silence I find no rejection,
I choose to love you in loneliness…
For in loneliness no one owns you but me,
I choose to adore you from a distance…
For distance will shield me from pain,
I choose to kiss you in the wind…
For the wind is gentler than my lips,
I choose to hold you in my dreams…
For in my dreams, you have no end.”

I die for your kisses,
For your ungrateful smile,
For your beautiful caresses are you my joy..

I ask you not to fail me
Don't ever leave me and never forget
That I'm the one who loves you
That I am who awaits you
That I'm the one who cries
That I'm the one who longs for you the minutes and hours..

I'm dying to kiss you
Sleep in your mouth
I'm dying to tell you that the world is wrong..
I'm dying to kiss you
Sleep in your mouth
I'm dying to tell you that the world is wrong..
Who is wrong..
That is wrong

I die for your absence
That makes me miss
That makes me dream when you need me
I ask for the morning
That by my side wake up tangled in bed
There's how you need me
That I am who awaits you
That I'm the one who cries
That I'm the one who longs for you, the minutes and hours..

I'm dying to kiss you
Sleep in your mouth
I'm dying to tell you that the world is wrong..
I'm dying to kiss you
Sleep in your mouth
I'm dying to tell you that the world is wrong..
Who is wrong..
That is wrong

I'm dying to kiss you
Sleep in your mouth
I'm dying to tell you that the world is wrong..
Who is wrong..
That is wrong

I hope one day you give your heart to someone and they will hold it tight as if it's their own. I hope one day you wake up and have something or someone to live for. I hope one day you can go to bed smiling without a worry in the world. I hope one day the battle is over and you've won. I hope one day you meet someone who makes you realize how beautiful you truly are.

Isn't it just obscure
that the very symbol for
      'infinity'
can be tilted slightly
and change to a numerical meaning,
     'number eight'.  
The very symbol
that represents an everlasting time span
can be knocked sideways
and given a meaning of limited time?

Much like life,
we think we have all the pieces together,
we think we have all the time in the world,
but then something knocks us,
something tilts us,
and it changes us all together,
it changes everything.

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

In the depths of the heart, where emotions reside,
Lies the ink of the soul, a river that can't hide.
A potent elixir, flowing through our veins,
It paints our experiences, our joys, and our pains.

With every beat, it pulses, a rhythm unique,
Writing stories untold, in a language so mystique.
Words woven together, forming intricate threads,
Expressing the thoughts, that dance in our heads.

The ink of the soul, it knows no bounds,
It captures the essence, of life's profound sounds.
It weaves tales of love, of longing, and desire,
Igniting the sparks, that set our souls on fire.

In every stroke, it reveals a hidden part,
A glimpse into the depths, of a vulnerable heart.
It bleeds onto pages, or whispers in the wind,
A reflection of the soul, where true selves rescind.

Sometimes it's vibrant, like colors of the dawn,
Painting dreams and hopes, as a brand-new morn.
Other times it's somber, like shadows in the night,
Expressing the darkness, that seeks to take flight.

But through it all, the ink of the soul remains,
A testament to the human spirit's resilient strains.
It speaks of resilience, of courage, and of grace,
Echoing the stories, that time cannot erase.

So let us embrace, this ink from within,
And let it guide us, as we begin again.
For it is through its flow, that we find our truth,
A testament to the beauty, of the human soul's sleuth.

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

With innocent eyes
and lustful
        fingertips  

she begged me
to drip  
words down her throat
             like honey

When you are inspired by some great purpose or extraordinary project, for a love, thoughts break the barriers, the mind transcends its limitations, awareness expands in all directions and you find yourself in a new wonderful world.
The pages of your soul open and your heart blooms for your dreams.
Your feelings like butterflies fly and forces, faculties and sleeping talents come to life.
At that moment you realize that you are much bigger than you would ever have dreamed of and a smile can become the best gift of your life.

“In the silence”

When you find that you are not alone,
do you feel a bit more than yourself
such that whoever shares with you
need not be physically with you,
because they somehow are,
inexplicably and truly?
that their revelation
begets relevance
in turn, energy...
in turn, mass...
more You?

I would suggest
you weren’t alone
in those dark times...
that the one who waited
always waited… unaware
of what they would become
when someone reached out
haltingly, doubtingly, anxiously
to taunt, if slightly, a feared reality.
Each of us waits unaware just outside
a sphere of another’s painful incredulity.

Might we all take just a moment to listen
to the thrumming static for voices?
searching, uncertain yet open to
possibilities of union, of hope?
As hearing one emboldens,
what of hearing yet more?
Might connections fortify
or multiply in ways
not yet known
by trusting(!)
in Fear?

That power is
ripe for mining but
intentionally avoided,
for we see it as unknown.
I say we should craft it into
weaponry… its own demise,
as it’s hold on anyone is in fact
lesser than our collective desires
to connect, to share, to live unalone.
It is time we were no longer I and I and I.
We, in the silence, are together… always.

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

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

I Remember

Wide-eyes in amber hues brimming with salty tears
Four years old in red ruffles and day of the week *******
Mama’s precious baby girl
Trembling, frozen with fear, cold and confused
Silenced, but I remember

Truth or dare on the trampoline
Triple dog five-second French kiss or eat worms
Mama’s little daredevil
and innocent boys following the footsteps of their forefathers
Busted, I remember

Open window and moonlit shadows dancing on the wall
Thirteen and rebellious; Mama’s little wild child
“Everyone else is doing it. Don’t you love me?”
Pressured, I remember

Head down, tears flowing, pushing past the picket line
Fifteen and pregnant, Mama’s ***** *****
Cold steel forced inside me, life ripped from my womb
“MURDERER!” I remember

Strobe lights and rap music, twerking teenage dreams
Sixteen with nothing to lose, Mama’s party girl
Beer run – two guys in a Chevy truck looking for some fun
“Drink up baby girl.”
Room spinning, losing consciousness. I remember

Bright lights, bloodshot eyes, and grunting,
hip bones pounding into supple flesh
Incoherent but coming to, Mama’s naive fool.
Struggling to scream and unable to move
Tossed curbside next to the trashcan, battered and used.
Damaged, I remember

Butterflies taking flight, head floating in the clouds
Young and reckless, making plans for the future
They said we’d never make it so we set out to prove them wrong
Independent and headstrong, Mama’s ******* the run.
Head over heels, I remember

Dimly lit room, cold gel smeared across my belly
fluttering of a tiny heartbeat, fear and joy intertwined
Mama’s gift from the heavens, I shall protect you with my life
I often dreamed of the day I would cradle you in my arms
My existence had a purpose, I remember

Blood dripping down trembling legs,
Blurry lights passing by in a frenzied pace
pain unimaginable as the room fades to black.
Floating between dimensions, struggling to find my way back.
Wings gifted, Mama’s little angel
Inconsolable, I remember

Silence shattered like broken glass
“Ms. Daigle, I’m afraid you may never bear children…”
A woman’s worth destroyed in thirteen syllables
Fertile soil now barren – hopeful heart destroyed and abandoned
Mama said it was for the best, I remember

Consumed by heartache, weighted by grief and despair
I sought love in the form of flying fists and rage
Black eyes and body bruises, Mama taught me well
I deserved it, I remember

Surgical steel piercing my vein
Injecting poison to numb my pain
Mama’s little ******
There was no escape, I remember.

The body has gone limp, heartbeat slowing
Discarded by a coward, left there overdosing
Silent screams as tears rolled down my cheeks
***** staining sweat-soaked sheets
I am fading and Mama can’t save me now
but I was born a warrior, I remembered

I begged God for mercy and fought my way back to the light
Never again will I be swallowed by the darkness of the night
I am immortal, and I remember everything.

I speak for you my love
As you lie in the dense forests of my thoughts
Your whispered chirpings
Gives me a sigh of relief
And I know that you have not flown away
I wish you to be secure in my palms
At least as you are my security
The sky dims
Time for rest
I urge you to be by my side while I sleep
But you may be secure in your nest in some branch of the tree in my forest of thoughts
Perhaps you have found a partner
A sole mate to give you company for life
When I wake in the morn
I have worries and chores to do
The sky beautiful
With the Godly sunrise
And I think of writing
Missing you all the while
Seeing you with your flock
I know perhaps you are living life
May be with your little ones in your nest
And you will bring food
To their hungry beaks
As you are with mother nature
Yet in my forest of thoughts
You were created by my love
And you will subside in me
I have found an avenue in my life
I smile every time I think of you
And you are my first and only love
As I have given you shelter in my forest of thoughts forever
To live in my heart till eternity ends in the comos of the Universe !!!!!!

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.

I do not want to stop loving you.
I want to sleep with you every night.
I want to wake up by your side every morning.
I want you to be the first thing I see when I get up.
I want to see how you sleep and feel that warmth, feel your breathing, feel the beat of your heart.
I want to curl up in your arms and sleep like that, together, tight, as if a bit of space between us was forbidden.
I want to be the one who listens to you, who comforts you, who supports you and who makes you feel better when everything is not very well.
I want to be the one who reminds you of how special and important you are.
I want to be the one who knows you best. Your weaknesses, your potential, what you like, what you do not like.
That in spite of lovers, we are better friends.
I want to be the one who says 'I love you' every day.
I want to be the one who is always there by your side for everything.
I want to make breakfast with you.
I want to go for a walk at night, wherever we want, without anyone telling us anything.
I want to go to parties with you and be the couple that everyone envies. The couple that steals the show, we dance and enjoy as if there were no tomorrow.
I want to watch TV with you, together on the sofa.
And is that with you, even the simplest and smallest things feel so special.
I want to make spontaneous outings, where we do not know where we are going but we only guide, enjoying the walk because being with you makes everything more fun and memorable.
I want to listen to music with you, in the house, in the car, and scream the lyrics like crazy.
I want a future, a home, a family, a life with you.

I want to be the one you come to with your troubles
So that I can comfort you in your fears
I want to be the one you tell your dreams to
So that I can help make them come true
I want to be the one that causes you to smile
So that you have a smile in every one of your days

I want to be the one that holds you when you cry
So that you know that I care
I want to be the one you trust completely
So that you know you can tell me anything
I want to be the one you call your lover
So that I can hold you close at night

I want to be the one that knows how to please you
So that all your pleasures can be fulfilled
I want to be the one you give your love to
So that I can know how your love feels every day
I want to be the one you spend your life with
So that I can wake up to your beauty each and every day

More than anything that I am trying to say is
I want you

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.

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..

That moment before you kiss, your eyes meet, there is a pause, as you both inhale to savor the sweet essence of each other. As you both close your eyes, you feel the warmth as your lips touch. Slowly and more eagerly the kiss becomes. Deeper and deeper, and as you pull away, your eyes meet again, to pause once more and inhale each other again....

~I grabbed her by the throat,
but I didn't choke her...
Just kissed her so deep,
she forgot whose air she was breathing~

The perfect kiss....

So deep it takes your breath away

and you feel no need for air

the ecstasy of a kiss

is your oxygen,

as your heart beats faster

your lips are blissfully synchronized,

a burst of pleasure that only a kiss can give