Don’t underestimate me.
I may look like a cup of tea.
But
I punch a like a shot of whisky.

I’m Irish-Gypsy lass I’m a bit different.
I’m a little wild. I’m a whole lotta rowdy.
I’m loud and sarcastic.
I’m an opinionated, passionate Redhead.
I’ve been called stubborn and times a handful.
Just to set the record straight I’m not stubborn I’m right
I am truly a handful but I’m also a heartful.
I have demons but I love hard.
And my love roars louder than any Demon.
I dance whenever, wherever the mood strikes me.
Be it the Park, grocery store, parking lot, my seat at the coffee shop.
I’m Irish like that.
I have the right to remain silent.
But being Irish I don’t have ability.
I’m blessed with the Irish gift of gab.
I like my Whiskey, Irish and on the rocks.
I like my cuppa tea like I like my men strong and sweet.
I like kisses long and deep.
I was raised with Irish proverbs, Tarot cards and palm reading.
I believe in God and the church.
And
I believe in the magic of the Faeries and Leprechauns.
I love the feel of moss and the scent of the trees.
I’m Irish-Gypsy flawsome.
Curves and sass straight whisky in a glass.

What are these feelings ?
I'm bewildered.
I'm bemused.
I'm befuddled.
I'm bewitched.
Oh ****...…..
I'm in Love.

Irish Girl
They say that good girls are made of sugar and spice.
And Irish girls are made of Jameson and Ice.
For the most part I believe that to be true.
I’m an Irish/ Scottish, Gypsy/ Welsh girl
yes, that’s an odd combo.
But it’s me.
I’m one of the 2% you know the redheads.
Unlike the other unicorns in my tribe.
My eyes are not blue or green.
I have Gypsy eyes the color of Milk chocolate
If a storm cloud of emotions overwhelms me,
and my eyes go from milk chocolate,
to dark Chocolate its time to run for the hills.
Because a ***** storm is a brewing.
So, to say that my eyes are much to expressive.
Might be an understatement
Try as I might they can’t keep a secret.
I’m one of those Irish girls.
The one that never leave you guessing.
My eyes speak for me.
What they don’t say may face will.
Many a time I’ve found myself in a fine Kettle of ***** without saying a word.
Yes, I’m also one of those.
No matter what I do, my eyes roll my eyebrow arches
My lips push out and a look of total malcontent crosses my face.
And that snarky hellish malevolent lass makes an appearance.
And may the Lord have mercy on your soul because this wild-eyed Irish Gypsy will not.
SO,
It’s a good thing for world.
That for the most part I’m good natured.

Have you ever heard a voice so smooth,
it makes you want to run your hands over it.
A voice so enchanting that you close your eyes and sway.
Not wanting  to see who is singing.
Fearful  that the spell will be broken if you see them.
A voice that washes over your skin and feels and like velvet.
You've wrapped yourself in the voice.
 It warms you.
Melts the frozen parts of your heart.
And has  given you a contented smile.          
The voice wraps you in a velvet cocoon.
And your content to stay right  there.

Then the song ends.

There’s just something about you.
I’m not sure what it is.
But
There is just something about you.

I like my life to make sense.
And this is nonsense.
But
There is just something about you.

I’ve worked hard to move forward.
To be a person of class.
But
There’s just something about you.

I have been pulled into a riptide.
Try as I might I can’t break free.
But
There’s just something about you.
  
When I look in your eyes its magic, I see.
And I don’t believe in magic.
But
There’s just something about you.

Setting by the river lost in a smile
water swiftly running by
I hear your voice in the wind
I stop to listen
But its gone lost to me
such hope such promise
gone just gone
I softly sigh two souls lost
How can that be
When I look at you I see the sadness
I'm no longer your smile
And that's okay
But it is so hard to walk away
So hard to leave
So
I'm sitting by the river now lost in a sigh
wondering how I say good bye

SHH
Can you hear it
Come closer
SHH
Listen do you hear it now.
Come closer
SHH
Can you hear it now
My heart is beating your name
SHH
Can you hear it skipping beats
that's what you do to me
SHH
The closer you are the louder and faster
the beats
SHH
Can you hear it

they say it takes two

2 to fall in love
2 to build a relationship
2 to make babies

but what happens when
there is truly only one

1 in love
1working the relationship
1 raising the babies

No one talks about that.
where are the wise words

I know it takes two but there’s only one here.

Dear Devil
You can't use my past to break me.
Because that's what made me.
And
While I'm walking in your hood,
gonna act like I own the place.
So
Move aside.
Get outta my face.
Ya
Got no power took back what's mine.
Go ahead shine the light show them all my flaws.
Cause
I'm not afraid of who I am.
I am the sum of it all.
So
Be careful of the stranger walking in your hood.
She knows you can't break her
and you never could.

Sitting at the bar trying to go far. flirting with the pretty girls.
Talking bout his Island life. Never ever mentions a wife.
Musing about  walking  free in the sand.
showing off a beautiful tan
but he's doing no harm
just playing it cool.
Then his cell phone rings.
That's when he lets it slip needs to go home to babysit.
The wife says it his turn now.
I look over and see him frown
And
That's when I hear him say.
I need five more minuets
Just five more minuets before I have to call it a day.
I love my little cockroaches but I'm tired  after my day.
Don't want to go home.
And I don't want to play.
I need five more minutes.
Just five more minuets.

Setting alone at a table drink in hand.
Thinking what the Hell.
I just want to dance.
Tired of waiting she downs her drink
walks into the crowd like she owns the place.
As the music takes over.
The rhythm frees her to become the  
Goddess she's meant to be
her moves at first awkward become fluid and fierce
As the beat overwhelms her,
  music invades.
She throws back her head and surrenders
her movements like silk.
Arms in the air she sways and spins
Unaware of her effect on mortal men.
Beauty is fliting
but a woman set free
will dance by herself
for all the world to see.

I spent a life time changing diapers.
Wiping noses and tears.
Cleaning and cooking.
Don’t get me wrong I love my family.
But It’s my turn now.
And
I want more I want me.
Is that too much to ask.
I want to be me.
But first I have to find me.
Where do I start.
When I look in the mirror.
I don’t see me.
Only a vague reflection of who I was.
And I miss her.
Her love of life. Her secret smile.
The way she moved from one emotion to another,
like a humming bird looking for nectar.
I miss the soft lines of her smile
The laughter that brought tears.
The tears that brought laughter.
The way she would spin in the sunshine arms open,
face upturned expectant.
How did I lose her?
Where is she?
how do I find her?
I want her back.
Is that too much to ask.
V C Vaughn

Soft cresses
Gentle kisses
A desperate stirring
Raw desire exposed
Hands searching
Lips exploring
Bodies entwined
Passion spent

V C Vaughn

I’m a dreamer not the space cadet type of dreamer but the other kind.
The one who believes that the world can be changed by dreams.
I believe in kindness and brotherly love and living peaceable with my neighbor.
You don’t need to believe as I do to be my friend or counted as family. I will openly share what and why I believe what I believe.  Please feel free to do the same but understand I stand firm in my beliefs.
Just as I expect you will in yours,
you will still have my respect and love even though we my disagree.
I will hear you I will listen I will be respectful of you and your beliefs.
These small attitudes could change the world.
But for some reason the world at large feels that might makes right.
That the biggest gun makes the biggest impact
The loudest rudest voice sets the tone for the conversation.
And so,
the dreamers and those who believe in kindness and brother love
take leave of the conversation.
But the world needs dreamers and kindness and brotherly love.
We have more hate more injustice then we know what to do with.
Its up to the Dreamers Believers
and Kindhearted to step up and step out.
Speak your truth dream your dreams love your fellow humans show them that
Peace is more than a Dream.
Calling all Dreamers step up, step out make your presents known.
We will change the world.

I will never apologize for being who I was created to be.
I’m an open book my faults my flaws my imperfections are all on display.  
Don’t misunderstand me I’m not proud of all my life decisions.
I’ve just accepted that with out them the me you see now would not exist.
Now and always  
I will be the best me I can be
I will love fully I will love deeply I will love madly
I will embrace each day as if it were my last
But I will never apologize for being who I was created to be.
I am the only person I know I can be in this moment.
and I won’t pretend to be more or less to please you.
I’ve earned all my scars they are part of what makes me ME
Now and always
I will be the best me I can be
I will love fully I will love deeply I will love madly
I will embrace each day as if it were my last.
I will never apologize for being who was I created to be.
When I say I love you fully understand that all I am is yours
my heart my mind my soul
When I say I love you deeply I’ll support you ground you hold you in good times and bad.
When I say I love you Madly I’ll join you in this crazy messy life.
I’ll dance in the rain slog through the mud Climb mountains and shout to the world I love you.
Now and always.
I will be the best me I can be
I will love fully I will love deeply I will love madly.
I will embrace each day as if it were my last.

Waiting for You
I’m sitting here waiting for you.
I look up whenever the door opens.
I’m Setting in the back of the room so I can watch stroll up to me.  
Your smile when you catch sight of me.
Makes my heart skip a beat
The way you slid your hand into your pocket to keep from grabbing me.
Makes me chuckle.
With you I feel beautiful.
With you I embrace my sensuous side.
I let her come and play.
She’s enjoying spreading her wings.
And dancing in the sunshine.
What she lacks in grace she makes up for in exuberance.
So, dance with her.
I promise she’ll match passion for passion.
Step for step.
Touch for touch  
Kiss for kiss.
So, let’s play.
Let’s dance.
Let’s spread our wings and take flight.
What’s the worst that could happen?
We get caught up in the dance.