even though it was twenty degrees outside she had sweat pouring down her
body. He lightly stroke his fingers down her spin as shivers of love ran up.
then she proceeded to give him butterfly kisses starting at his neck working
her way down his hot glistening body. she lightly tickled his back as she
kisses his front and wanting he waited for her to touch his loins in a way
he never felt before and as he thought she neared them and this is it she
proceeded to his thighs. Then slowly worked her way back up slightly
brushing his penis with her mouth. but not staying she proceeded to his
mouth and with the passion yearning inside to be one with her he place
himself inside with a force that she moaned from the pleasure of feeling her
love inside her as the become one. together like a perfect duet the began to
move their movement flowed like water over the mountains. their kisses
brought tears to even my eyes. the passion they shared was heard all over
the world. with his thrust a!
> and her tighten her muscle just right the pleasure was a beautiful song
that would only be sung by them. After a long time of chorus after chores
the song was nearing its end. With that moment time stopped and they were the
only ones still moving at that time and the passion exploded and he flowed
through her veins warming her blood and tickling her heart and as he looked
down he kissed the tears she shed from the ecstasy she felt. and as they
laid there still entwined time began again and every one felt a peace come
over them. They couple drifted off to sleep still as one and woke later
only to begin again.
as the wonderer walk amoungst the mist of time searching for what I can not tell and in the perilous bog and sinking mud the wonder discover that which they have lost that which we know but will never admit the truth the reality inwhich we have all choosen to ignore and one day it will come back and get out for the world to see norhing is safe from the quets of the wondere of the unknown
in the essence of time and the mystery of the sublime I walk these moors searching and waiting for my beloves sun and as the winter breeze brushed the wonders cheek she though silently to herself you are not my beloved sun and with this the wind carried the wisper of this to the su
I am wandering through the moors of this land and it is no longer th happy place I new as a child it is a place of dispare and disrespect and a place that care for only I and what will make me happy as I search for my beloved sun I am alone and need to know why When I am in my beloveds arms it is then the happiness comes to me but here in the moore I am cold and alone
I stand there in the middle yelling and screaming and no one hears and as the emptiness incloses and the silence is defining to me . how much longer do we fight how much longer do we scream till someone hears how long till someone hears. once that is all I ask for someone to understand I know where my beloved lies but I can not reach him and tell him in truth what I feel and wish silently in my waking thoughts, If you see my beloved tell him I am looking for he
gees finally was able to access here one of the worst days of my life and then I couldn't acess my journal to be able to rant about this carzyness that has ingulfed my mind if you love some one set them free on I have set free over and over and they always returen the other one I have to do this with when I set them free they will ot come back after choosing to leave this world and no longer fight to live how can I smile and say okay when all I feel now is pain and sadness my beloved sun and my gentli summer wind are leaving me again and with them they take my heart and I again will truly be alone oh well I will just put the smiel on my face and just enjoy my time with them in my waking hours and will wallow silently in the moors of my dispare no matter how far I drift down
you are beautiful let no one else tell you differently let your passion and truth be that as you need hold your head high and live in happiness and know I love you you are beautiful and have brought things to my life I can never let go of you are always a true and loving person you are what make my dreams come true you are the blood that throughs through my veins you are the essecne I look for in my relationship with other and when you leave you alway take a part of me and in your return I am whole and I will not trade my beloved one for anything
I love you
when do you stop serching and looking when do feel you have met one that will love you and you alone know that this will never be because int ruth the choose to be beyond your reach even though they reach and pull you close you feel yourself pushed back the hold you anly when they need held and you alone as you get used to be happy atleast you seee the truth
i must say in my rigthous mind I have become quite cynical in recent events ha the world in which I walk I am because i am cynical and I survie because I am true and real in my unique i walk in the mist where our world no lionger care no more allowed to feel and exist as an independednt I am dyslexic adn will spell as I choose I am but a pawn waithing to be crused under the weight of normalcy and what they think and me alone shall stand tall as the waiting world crush my inner soul but in the mean time I shall laugh and dance an be that as I choose,
as I sit here amoungts the sublime drinking my wine and enjoy my bliss knowing inside it is you i miss in the peacfulness of my bliss I am alone and in esscennce shall flow withing my time and understanding s I walk through time I am in the mist which has crossed the moores of your dispare forevern longign to be there in you arms alone in the room where no one else truely exist but us the thought the of one together we shall be. but at last i am alone as we were ment to be in truth and time and reality
to know inside my mind and soul that my beloved sun will never truely make love to me as I so yearn for well what more can I say alone I am and alone I shall remaine
do not know what to say how can we walk away from choice that aren't really ours to make but yet we are the one that are sought for the answer how long do we wonder thoughout our time and in my life I see thee as alway will be and yet as I have given you my heart I know you will never except it into the debth of truly being with my and for that I bid thee goodnight
you are so infuriating letting me have this link and feel your pain you drive me mad you make me love and hate you make my body tremble and spam at the thought of you you so infuriate me take me you say but you are free to be with other for commitment I do not believe in but then you say I hurt you when I talk of holding another where am I to go to escape you and what you make me feel why do I share your pain why do I have to be the one you come too but yet I will never hold or make love to you are in my esscess my blood but never have I let you have my soul and still you try and grab it why me
Why can I not find a true intellectual individuel who isn't dependent on me to chat with soemone who is truely creative and doesn't live 3000 miles away my mind has becoem washed with frustration and fury that why I can be annilytical and cynical abotu everythign in life and yet seem to attract the needest obbseesive people oh well I gues someone is having a laugh
ou ever have one of those days when it just seem that the people you know are stupid I mean really dense can not add 2+2 that sort of things and then they complain about the fact that the circle doesn't fit in the square ahh you feel as if you are sourounded by idiots nuts it is that is all
hey what do I say I do not know you are just a though inside my head and what do you say to a whispered thought I do not know and in the midst inside my mind I wonder and walk with in my sublime I am but one who lies awake no knowing . Ahh the emptiness of the thought that one can not complete and yet silence you continue to keep you smile to lighten my day and in the midst you fade away so unto thee I must say now wake up before you drown
it is time for you to be real and see quit hiding inside of me I bid thee luck my fair weathered friend but ahh you are driving me nuts quit plaguing my dreams and haunt my writings I am me not your toy your outlet I am your friend but will no longer lose my truth in you
maybe I found my beloved sun the one i have searched for but maybe not tommarrow I will know and with dismissing my thought I see someone before my eyes. Will tell you more later on
I love those out there that think they know everything an dclaim to be philosopher it make me laugh I love philosophy and have my own Ideas but do not claim to be a philosopher but yet you meet those who claim to be philosophers and all they can do is quote from a book instead of thinking for themselves and then try to insult those of us that they do not even know saying we know nothing of philosophy and truth I really hate that it give those who are truly philosopher a bad name and unto those pretending to be something they are not thank you for showing me that even in philosophy and the truth of your own thought can be distorted in creating a condisending reality and for those true philosopher that have their own thoughts and open minds which is the true greatness of the knowlege we gain from you I am sorry that imposter are attemting to tarnish your name and thank you for being true and real
why is it that you meet someone and it always turns out to be that they are fakes and liers once you meet uin person. Why do peopel feel more of a need to pretend to be someone who they are not. to impress another the truth always comes out. so why not be you it is then and only then you know you are truely liked for who you are and not for who you are not. Hopefully there is someone else out there who is honest true.
why run and hide for the truth why do so many fear it why the butterflies when it is said why the fear of reality why be false how long will we hide the truth the love how long shall we remain lost in life
I shall walk in the valley of life searching for solace in time and with in my soul you find me weeping for the pain of a child's sorrow and in this place I stand weeping and wondering how much more can I take and so with this I walk alone with dispare and yet I managed to smile when I see the child face and ing a song of happiness as grace and with a smile she says to me was I not worthy.
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