You telephone me
You know I'm lonely
You know how lonely
You used to know me

You're so distant
What's the differance
To hell with the differance
I'll go the distance

Just reach
Reach out
Touch me

I miss your touch
Your hands running up my back
I'd bite your ear
Fool around in the sack

Run my fingers along your thigh
The smell of sweat
The *** getting me high
Getting lost in your eye
Biting your lip
Holding your hips
Entwind lovers tangled
Submerged in ecstacy
Blissfully surrendering your love to me
Watch you become over joyed when you reach that state
We'd hold on for as long as we can
Out of breathe
All but Memories now
I want you so badly now
golden hair brushing me
Glimpse of a smile
I can still feel your touch
But it ain't enough
I will get back to you as soon as i can.

i cannot tell the differance between what heals me
and what hurts
am i
moving forward or
making a mistake

is it
infinity given
or merely
me being
self riven

how can you tell
the diffeance
between love
and gratitude
can somebody please tell me
cos I'm feeling quite confused
both of them make you happy
one of them sometimes sad
both of them fill your heart up
tho one can feel quite bad
I think I've found the differance
no need for your advice
love can make you miserable
but gratitude feels nice

you want some? come get some, that's what I'd say

call it an offer, call it a challenge makes no differance either way

I have held back my fellings for far too long

pushed them into a corner and they have grown strong

no longer in control, now the captive instead of the master

fearfull of the imending havoc they'll bring and the total disaster

you want some come get some....it's their curtain call

if you hang about to see the show it's likely you will fall

A sky, once filled with your clouds from hell, has been replaced with my smoke stacks of lighting - ready to burn down everything you have built.
Dispite how you have ruined me, i refuse to ruin a house built on straws.
Despite how you crumbled me, i won't leave you when you need me most.

That's the differance between me and you.
That's the reason you no longer deserve me.

where do you go
when i sleep
for you are no longer in my head
so where do you go
is this the differance
between you and me.

Bill Moyers: So which is it, Mr. Rodriguez:
More American or more Mexican?

Richard Rodriguez: Actually, I'm Chinese.

Looking in the mirror who can that  very confident person be, take another long look and realize that man is me. moving ahead strong despite serious doubts  reaching out  a helping hand to my brothers and sisters  on this planet forsaking  the shadows of self pity and  if along  the  way i want to  make   a differance and with joy see  others shout, that's what love  and peace are all about. the phone of destiny  rings ,and i answer the call God's  trying to reach mankind  don't you know  sin let it fall  there is no doubt or fear , while looking in the mirror  as i stay strong ,  nothing  can be  a terror i'll do more than survive, but won't leave this world alive