PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

My Beautiful Beloved,

I lay my head on my pillow in the early hours of the morning, but the last thing I find this night is sleep. My mind is filled with thoughts of you. Thoughts that have danced there way to my heart and filled this room with a magical peace that comes putting all the love I have for you out into the universe and opening myself up to feel yours.

My heart forbids me eyes to take a glance behind me. My loving heart has silenced my brain and its lies of reality. It is of no consequence your not physically here. You will be someday. The right day. The day your heart gives you no other choice but to be with me. As for now your still with me, I sense you, I feel your body pressed to mine. I can feel the heat our bodies make so close together and ur warm breath against my ear. I know your sleeping, is it possible you dream of me as I write this? Could it be you feel me there with you as you dream? Do you hear me call your name? Do you ever feel my kisses randomly all over you? You must, I feel so much from you. This is why my heart gives me no option to search for proof of your lack of being physically here, you will always be with me as long as I don't look for you not to be.


I love you honey, have a wonderful day...can't wait to say good morning to you

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

Day in, day out, Patiently I wait for the memories of you to fade, the way you walked- plodded, your strangely hypnotic smell your voice which captivated every fiber of my being controlling the beat of my heart I had to lower my glance not to be trapped unsuspectedly by the intensity of your eyes. Paralyzed in thoughts of you, I pause and once again engage in battle with my thoughts to push you out. Be gone, please go away. It is not right to carry on ... consumed in you. Enough I say, then I begin to wonder Why will you not come to the challenge of my love? Love... yes, I love you! A blanket of reality covers me, as those words leave me heart and return. Letting me know my love is but an echo..

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

To My Eternal Love,



In the deep of the night, I awaken and wonder where you are. What are you doing? Is there any chance you are dreaming of me? Tell me, is there someone else who holds that place in the darkness? Whether it is in the light of the dawn, or in the velvet of midnight, my head is filled with you. You spill over and fill my heart. You pour forth and wash over my soul. I surrender all to You my love.

Are you aware of the feelings you provoke inside the deepest parts of my soul? Do you know that when I look in the mirror it's not my face I see but yours? I see you in everthing. I constantly imagine your touch and the sensations that delight my very being. I hold my love deep in my heart, because I can not yet pour it out to you. Not like my heart dictates I need to. I imagine our embrace, the feel of your skin and my honey permeates like flowers dew at dawn. And a deep energy floods my senses.

I have not one doubt that you are the one, the only heart to whom I can give my love. You are the rarest and most valuable jewel to treasure. In your presence are riches and miracles that can never be duplicated by any other. Say you feel the same love and become my soul mate, my life long love. I wish you knew the sureness of my love. I wish that the love that burns within me would kindle the same in your heart. I will be here for you always. You create that devotion in me. It is for you - always.

Have you consider the possibilities of loving me? You would have someone by your side, at your feet, who adores you. You would know that the only thoughts on my mind are those of you. I would spend my life dedicated to making your dreams come true. All because I love you.

You have awakened the love that was ready to spill from my soul.
The mysteries that draw me to you are unending. I am drawn by your mystery, all that I have yet to discover of you, and yet I have true sense of knowing you. Of knowing your soul. I wonder do you know mine? I feel that you do. Each day would be filled with discovery as we find out more about each other. Love is a complicated passion, woven with intricate glimpses into another's soul. I ache to know these intricacies.

Let me show you how much I care. Let me be the one to share your love. Say you'll be mine. I can think of no other life than one spent loving you.

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

Again the quiet of the night has stirred the magic I find with you. One again I feel u lay behind me, against me as I write this. As you read on ask yourself if it feels like you have read this before. letting my mind wonder and take notice of what ever thoughts that come I discovered my bedroom window faces west. That means I lay now facing you. I hear the wind change direction, could this cool gentle breeze be bringing you to me? Could there be a thought, a feeling, or a dream from your heart to mine dancing freely with the wind. I imagine the journey everything meant for me must take, you my love are magic. Even your dreams get the wind to submit to your will, your soul knows how to find mine, and theres no doubt that your dreams take lead of the wind in there dance to me. Your here with me, I feel your warm embrace in the cold breeze. I push whatever covers I have on away from my body and stretch out letting the dance end on my bare flesh. Just as fast as it blew into my room its gone, but u stay with me. Will you stay with me until I fall asleep? After I stop writing, and lay here listening to the rain, will you stay close and cuddle me? Please? I know you will you always do.

The rain is picking up. If it was a little warmer out this would be the perfect shower to make love in. Spread out naked on the table out back, kissing, touching, and teasing....looking at your wet shoulders as I cling to your body, tasting the rain mixed in our kisses, begging and crying out for u to be inside of me. To have me. To love me. To let that love be so strong you couldn't dream of leaving my body without leaving yourself behind.

The clock is mocking me....it gets later and later the hour in which I will wake draws near. Sleep offers no value to me at this moment. If I were to will myself to stop thinking of you (if I even could) it wouldn't seem right. So I lay here and write to you.....I write until my eyes are harder to open....I write until I drift off for a few minutes then wake in a worry hoping I didn't sleep too long and miss my chance to send this so u have it when u first check. When do you read what I write you? I know yesterday you wrote back at 8 ...... But what were u doing? Where were u in your day? Its those small details I wonder about. As I write I think about you smiling at parts, taking deep breaths at other parts breathing me in.


Here's song that's on  playlist:

THRIVING IVORY - "Angels on the Moon"
Do you dream, that the world will know your name
So tell me your name
And do you care, about all the little things
or anything at all?
I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside, I wanna feel
I wanna sunburn, just to know that I'm alive
To know I'm alive
Don't tell me if I'm dying, cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
Do you believe, in the day that you were born
Tell me do you believe
And do you know that every day's the first
Of the rest of your life
Don't tell me if I'm dying, cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
This is to one last day in the shadows
And to know a brother's love
This is to New York City angels
And the rivers of our blood
This is to all of us, to all of us
So don't tell me if I'm dying, cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
You can tell me all your thoughts, about the stars that fill polluted skies
And show me where you run to, when no one's left to take your side
But don't tell me where the road ends, cause I just don't wanna know, No I don't wanna know
Don't tell me if I'm dying
Don't tell me if I'm dying

I believe in the day you were born my love. I believe in the day I was borne for you. I believe the number of days that stand between us becoming one are rapidly becoming less in number. I believe today will be a good day, as long as we have each other and the beautiful bond of our love, we stand together ready to face what any day brings.

I love you

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

I lay here, in my soft bed uncovered and completely exposed unable to move, I am tied down....not by ropes or chains but by love. Your love, and its not letting me up until I finish this...sleep takes no priority over you.

I was born to be yours, I was born yours. Every act I have committed in an effort to find myself, every exploration, every search within has been me looking for you...knowing myself so that I may know you. I never could give all of myself to another because your so much a part of me...how could I give that away?

There have been times that I honestly believed I was giving the woman in my life all of me....only to discover she wasn't you, there was more to me than I was giving, and I was not capable of giving this new found part of me to anyone who was not u....

I remember laying in bed with an ex when I realized he wasn't you. I wasn't mad at her for not being you, my frustration came from the unspoken lies. I untangled my body from her lonely touch, pulled away from her and spent the rest of the night with my back to her. I didn't sleep that night, I didn't think of the words to say to her.... I laid there praying for the nights to come where I would lay with you and never feel this loneliness again. Morning came, we talked.....there was no fighting....she agreed with me, but she was the only one. My mother called me self destructive, my friends told me I was fucking up a good thing, and his parents gave me a guilt trip as if I were breaking up with them. My heart submitted to your love long ago....and I will always remain true to it.

 I've had to be my love.....it has been the only way to not be tainted by this world as I made my journey to you. I apologize for moments where I have not know when to let go of that strength. You are such an amazing woman, strong in every way I need you to be....I know now that all these years it was your strength within me I've used to protect myself, and I understand now that we are no longer apart there is no need. I don't need to be seen as strong...all I desire is to be yours in every way. When u see me look at u, please know I look to you....giving you all that I am....and I look for u to lead me.

Everything in life I want with u. I will submit....but only to you. I want a life filled with love... I want it with you.

I love you and intend to submit to your every whim...your wish is my command...I Respectfully ask u to let me be the one to lovingly fulfil ur every desire.

Yours forever,

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

I miss you today, yet I know you are there, missing me. There is no hollow longing. Just a space in front of my chest – the space you would occupy with your body when you hug me.

Miss you. Yet you're not gone. Miss you. Still I feel you. Feel you, still I miss you.

I am wondering at this very minute if you are thinking of me, Many times I thought I finally found you only to be disillusioned by the fact that my wait has not yet ended. I get up each morning hoping, dreaming, longing to meet you. I am thinking of how we will meet, would it be as romantic as the ones I have seen in movies? Oh how I wish you were here right now because you are the only one who has the answers to all my questions. You just don't know how often I dream of finally knowing what it feels like to be in your arms. I think of all the pain that I have gone through in the past and of how much I have cried since the day I began my search. I just wanted you to know that I find my strength in clinging onto my vision of the beautiful life ahead of me --- the life I shall spend with you. In my mind and in my heart I know that you are worth all that pain and sacrifice. After all, the tears have become a part of my life and I believe that they are slowly washing away my flaws so that I would become perfect, not perfect in its truest sense, but perfect --- for YOU! I know you've gone through so much pain as well, and been hurt so many times along the journey. But my dearest one, please don't ever give up because I am right here... patiently waiting for you! I assure you that when we finally meet each other I would slowly heal those wounds by my love. At night, I would look out my window and stare at the beautiful sky, hoping that somehow you are also looking up and wondering about me. I utter a silent prayer and send all my cries to the heavens above thinking that in time they would reach you. And when I feel impatient, I just close my eyes and believe that you are on your way and that you are longing to see me as well. It is funny but when I finally fall asleep, it is still you that I think of, for you are always in my dreams. It seems that, for now, that is the only place where I can hold on to you, long enough to tell you how much I love you. In my dreams you would kiss away my fears and wrap me with your arms of love. And this, all the more, makes me want to wake up and face the new day ahead with the hope that soon enough, you will no longer be a dream but a reality and once again I am assured that you are worth the wait. And when that time comes, everything will fall into its place, just as I had imagined, just as I had thought and dreamed, just as I had believed it would be! By then, I would simply look back and smile at all that I have gone through, in spite of the pain and amidst the simple joys of life --- and I would be very thankful because they all led me to you.♥

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

My better half,

That's what I would say, when asked about this woman I love. I could continue what I was writing for days and still not be able to fully tell another person all that u are, all that we are. My darling your beyond amazing...there is not a single word that captures all that you are. 5 minutes with you is enough to be effective to change someone forever, and 100 years would still not be nearly enough time with you.

My days are filled with you. There is not a moment in any day where u are not with me. When u wake in the middle of the night, searching for me know that im right there with you.....lay your head down, close your eyes and feel me. I will come to you, always. Let my hand caress the side of your face, let me kiss your temple, run my fingers thru ur hair, let me hold you and lull you to sleep. All these years you have felt me, you have kept yourself open and been vulnerable to attack....thru pain, thru sadness, and rivers of tears....you stayed true to what you felt and time after time you would have to heal yourself and go right back out and search for me. Im laying here, my hair and pillow wet from tears....I think of all the pain you have been thru, and I know you have put yourself thru so much for me...for us. I can lay in my bed at night and write to you about how much I love you, and how I would never try to hurt you or break your heart....and its all true.....but your hearts been broke and you have hurt so much and its because of me....because u were looking for me. Im so sorry baby! Maybe if I had done something different I could have gotten to you sooner......if I could have eased the burden of all that please know I would have. Know that if I could have been the one going thru such pain I would have volunteered in a heart beat.....I can't even say that....u wouldn't have let me if we had the choice......you had to be the one, if it had been me id have failed....do u feel that right now....its 5:20am im in so much pain, I've never felt so much....it hurts so bad to know that I would have failed us. That's where the submission comes in. You are the dominant force in our union....



" I wish you knew the sureness of my love. I wish that the love that burns within me would kindle the same in your heart. I will be here for you always. You create that devotion in me." do you now see that the understand our love and I know how sure u are of it. Do still wish your love to kindle my eternal flame for you? Or do you now see that threes a wild fire burning within us both....not half in each of us but all of it in both. Though apart we are never separate from each other."the mysteries that draw me to you are unending. I am drawn by your mystery, all that I have yet to discover of you, and yet I have true sense of knowing you. Of knowing your soul. I wonder do you know mine? I feel that you do. Each day would be filled with discovery as we find out more about each other. Love is a complicated passion, woven with intricate glimpses into another's soul. I ache to know these intricacies." I love that u find me mysterious! Trust me I find u the same.....so many times I wish I could play 20 questions with u! Or ill read something and be like I got find out more about this later. Know that no mystery of mine is a secret....there is no answer I would refuse u. Do you still wonder about my knowing your soul...while u read my words does your soul not find me and stay by my side as u read? Is this not new yet familiar? Do you find yourself thinking something as u read to find me saying it sentences away from where ur at? Life will be full of discovery every day...even once we know all of the past, there is still our future....and I can't wait to see all of the things we discover as we grow....there is so much inside of us we haven't even began to process....there is so much we just couldn't apart...long before we give birth to our beautiful children, we will give birth to beautiful ideas, we are gonna change the world. Weather its being an example and showing the world love like this is real or finding problems and taking them to heart and taking a stand to do something...a love like this isn't meant to be kept to ourselves selfishly....love is the basis of hope...I want to spread both. When we leave this world I want to know we made it better.

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

Do you hear me? I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying

Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again

Ooh ooh ooh


They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again

Lucky we're in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair

Though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning 'round
You hold me right here, right now

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again

I'm lucky we're in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh

If I close my eyes I can see us dancing naked in the moonlight to a bed that has already know the love that we share....

If I close my eyes I can see anything with u. Its when I close my eyes the magic happens... At night my eyelids become the scrim for the beautiful play of dreams While our love is shared with the world because we carry it with us and live in it every day, The journey our souls take nightly to live together in our love is private. With our eyes closed, we can only look within, eyes closed there is only you and I....you within me and me within u . When u sleep a few minutes into your alarm it can easily be explained and blamed on me wanting one more embrace or just one more kiss before we leave our world of magic....when I wake in the morning and that sleepy feeling stays with me longer then normal, I smile knowing its you tempting me back to bed.

Have I told you how amazing you are today? How proud I am of the woman that you are...oh how I mean it my love, I feel everything about you...all that you are....and all of the good you put out to the world. I know there is so much wrong, and so many stop themselves from making the effort to make it a better place....not because they don't care...but because they don't think one person with one act can really change anything, but not you.....you make the effort, one act leads to another...one life changed leads to another...weather its moving 1 single person or 100k people in a better direction u would give it everything u that have. U inspire the world with your ways......you are my greatest source of inspiration.

STORY: WATCH ME

I grabbed the small length of chain that ran between the two cuffs, and pulled your arms above your head. I let my pants and boxers fall to the floor, pulled by the weight of my belt. My cock sprang free, eager to be inside you.

I pulled your legs up, and without touching it, I let my cock head graze across the lips of pussy.

"Fuck Me..." You begged, as I inched my hips forward, pushing the head past the lips.

Deeper. I could feel your pussy squeezing tight on the shaft. Begging for it.

I plunged inward, feeling the warmth, the juice.

I looped the cuffs around the top of the bed post, then raised your legs over my shoulders.

Looking down at you, with your hands cuffed, your legs in the air, I thought I would come just then. But I began thrusting my cock into you. Feeling my balls bang against your ass, watching your tits dance as my cock slammed into you.

As I looked down at you, I kept remembering the way you looked on the bed moments ago, playing with your pussy. I fucked you harder, the slapping noises growing louder.

I could hear you moaning, watching me as I fucked you.

I wanted so badly to hear you come. I wanted to feel your pussy squeeze my cock. I wanted to watch your face. But, I couldn't...

I couldn't delay mine any longer. You had made me too hot. I'd lost the ability to think above the lust that was consuming me. I fucked you deeper and harder with every thrust. You could sense that I was close. You whispered something then. I almost didn't hear it.

I saw your lips as they formed the words.

"Come for me babe..." "Fuck me harder, and come for me..."

The sweat was dripping from my forehead. Running down my back.

I came. Hard. My cock spasming as it pumped your pussy full. My yells filled the room, and I continued thrusting until my knees were weak. I let your legs slide off my shoulders, and fell on top of you, burying my face in your breasts. Catching my breath.

Or trying...

I could have fallen asleep just then, exhausted, had you not been chained to the bed...

I thought I might uncuff you... But then, I caught my breath.

A second wind.

STORY: Coming Home

The shock.

At what I saw.

And how naive I had been.

I came home early, without warning. Hoping to surprise you with some flowers that I had picked up. You had the house to yourself all day, and would until tomorrow afternoon.

We had made plans for that evening.

I quietly closed the door behind me. Slipped off my shoes. My vest.

As I crept upstairs, I unbuttoned my shirt.

I thought I'd find you napping. But what I saw when I reached the bedroom was more incredible. More hot.

I saw your bare feet, toes curled, legs spread slightly. I heard you breathing. I traced my way up your legs with my eyes, and saw your fingers buried deep in your crotch. Your hips moving slightly as you caressed your clit. Your eyes closed. Biting your lower lip.

Shock. Lust.

I had not known that you pleasured yourself alone. In fact, you had always denied it. I believed you. Being the prim and proper woman outside of the bedroom - I never imagined. I watched you when we were alone together. And enjoyed it.

But this...

I slowly unzipped my pants, and began stroking my throbbing cock while I watched you play with your pussy. I watched as your fingers slid slowly inside, and then back out. I saw the light glisten off your wet fingers. Your clit.

I watched as you squeezed your thighs together against your hands, grinding them against you. You hips moving slowly up and down. Side to side.

Your moans and breathing sent shivers down my back. I could feel myself getting close, and pre-come was oozing from the tip. I wanted to wait for you. I wanted to hear you bring yourself to climax. I wanted to watch you. Without knowing I was.

Playing with my cock while watching you from the hall, I could almost smell you from where I stood. I looked down at my cock, and watched my hand slide up and down the thick shaft. I imagined your lips wrapped around the end of it. I looked up to you, laying on the bed.

You were still oblivious to my presence in the hall. Your hips were moving faster now, and your moans were louder. I saw your toes flexing, your stomach shuddering. Your hips rose one final time before you turned your face into the pillow to stifle your scream.

I watched for a moment as you laid there, calming down. Still unaware that I had come home.

Until I reached to my belt and unclasped my handcuffs. That single click seemed to fill the hall.

You jumped at the sound, and when you saw me approaching the bed - my hard cock hanging out of my unzipped pants - the handcuffs in my hand - I could see the embarrassment in your eyes.

You had been caught.

I grabbed your wrist, and as the handcuffs clicked closed, on your right wrist, then your left...

I told you exactly what I thought...

"THAT was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen. And you, my dear? You better brace yourself..

STORY

The phone rang on Marissa's desk. She picked up the receiver. It was her husband.

"Hello darling, how's it going?" he asked.

"Tied up again Alex. This project is taking longer than I thought. I should be finished though in a couple of hours."

"I'm on my way home. Do you want me to drop in with a bite to eat?"

Marissa glanced down at her skirt rucked up around her waist. Her stillettos were perched on the edge of the desk, her thighs spread wide and her knickers hanging off one ankle. The office manager was licking slowly up and down the length of her pussy lips. The situation was making her very wet.

"Oh no darling, don't bother. My work colleague is just having a snack right now." She ran her hand through John's hair and pulled his face harder between her legs. His hands ran up and down her nyloned legs, sending cold shivers through her body.

"I'll grab something to eat when he's done," she continued, "anyway tell me about your day." Marissa suddenly had a wanton idea. Cupping John's chin with her hand, she made him stand up in front of her. With her husband droning on she unzipped the young man's trousers and pulled his cock out. It bobbed in front of her, long and hard.
Grasping the shaft she fed the helmet past her glossy lips and into her hot mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before sucking on his meat. She couldn't help make faint slurping noises in her attempt to give John the best blowjob of his life.

"What are you eating?" her husband suddenly asked.

She withdrew from John's cock but kept it within reach of her tongue.

"Just a sweet to keep me going. It's one of those hard ones so I'm sucking on it." She flicked her tongue over John's helmet. She loved his taste and of course the fact that she was talking on the phone to her husband whilst sucking another cock. She pumped the cock with her fist.

"I'll see you around 9 then," Alex said and rang off. Marissa put the phone down and looked up at John.

At the same moment her husband was watching her through the glass doors of her office. Concealed by the tall fern in the doorway he had a perfect view of what his wife was doing with the young man. He had stopped by her office to surprise her and ended up being the one surprised. There she was legs spread for another man, smearing her sexy lipstick up and down his cock while on the phone to him. The situation was too exciting to walk away from.

Marissa lifted her legs up and parted her pussy lips with her painted nails.

"Get your tongue back up my pussy. You haven't finished your snack,she giggled. John knelt down and plunged his tongue back up Marissa's tunnel.

"Ooh yes," she hissed, "fuck me with your tongue." She ground her pussy against his face, pulling him in by the back of his head. Her gyrating motions smothered his face in her fuck juice. Wanting more she grabbed her ankles and pulled herself even wider open.

"You dirty slut," breathed John, taking a break from licking, "look at you, legs spread in stockings and heels, exposing your holes."

"Well don't just look, lover, lick my slutty holes, both of them. Give me a good rimming before you stick that cock in my cunt."

Aroused by her language, John licked her tight arsehole, prodding his tongue as far as he could. Marissa's fingers slid down to her clit and started to rub furiously.

"Ah yes," she moaned, "lick my arse, I've been thinking about this all day. Give it to me, lick it loverboy."

John's tongued probed her back passage as his hands ran up and down her nyloned legs.

"Mmm, a stocking man. You know I put these on for you. It made me so wet this morning getting dressed, thinking of your reaction when you would see what I was wearing underneath my skirt."

"And you've been teasing me all day, you sexy bitch, crossing your legs and bending over. You should hear some of the comments from the others," he replied.

"Well I've got lots of sexy outfits," Marissa continued, "so I'll just have to make it a habit to dress in stockings and suspenders. My husband loves me to dress up. You'll have to come round one day and I'll give you a little fashion show. But right now I want your cock in my pussy."

John stood up and told Marissa to take her skirt off. She turned round and unzipped the skirt. She slowly pulled it over her hips and bent forward to show John her arse framed in its suspender belt.

"You like?" she purred.

"Oh fuck yeah," John moaned pulling on his cock.

"Look at my sexy arse, you can't resist it can you? I want to feel your length up me. I'm so wet from fucking around like this."

On the other side of the glass Alex also had his cock out, wanking over the spectacle of his wife about to fuck another man. She stepped out of the skirt and put one leg up on the desk, making her pussy open up.

" Come on then, fill me up, give me a good fucking baby, show me what you can do."

John prodded at her pussy entrance with his helmet, teasing her by dipping it in, making it slick with her juices.

"Give it to me," she said more urgently, "fuck me, fuck me now." She pushed back and let out a long moan as John's cock slid all the way in. Holding onto her hips John began to move in and out in a steady motion. It was driving Marissacrazy.

"Harder," she hissed, "pound my pussy. God I feel naughty doing this, but I can't resist a stud like you. My husband would love to watch you fucking me, but I couldn't wait. He loves it when other men pump my pussy. He gets off on watching my cunt being stretched. I shouldn't really being doing this behind his back but I don't think I could put up with any more flirting. I hope you're going to come all over my pussy."

"Why's that then?" John panted.

"Because I'm going to sit on his face when I get home," she giggled and stuck her arse out still further.

John reached forward and unbuttoned her blouse. He fondled her tits through her black lacy bra before pulling the cups down and rolling the nipples in his fingers.

"Pinch them you bastard," Marissa cried out, her hands firmly planted in the desk as John's fucking became faster. He pulled on her nipples, twisting them as ordered. Alex watched his wife in slutmode letting this man do what he wanted. They stopped and John turned Marissa round. She lay back, her stilettos pointing to the ceiling. Grabbing hold of her ankles, John slid back up Marissa's pussy and continued to pump her.

"So the other men in the office want some too, do they?" she panted.

"They think you're very fuckable," replied John, "especially the boss."

"Really. Well in that case I'm going to enjoy working here. Come on fuck me, fuck my cunt. All those men wanting to stick their cocks up me, what a turn on. Shall we do it loverboy? Do you want to stick your cock in my mouth while the boss fucks me? Shall I tease him the way I've been teasing you? I'm going to wear stockings for him tomorrow with my split skirt."

"You naughty girl, fucking behind hubby's back." Marissa loved the effect her words were having on John.

"Ooh, honey does that turn you on? Fucking someone else's wife. I think it does. You're fucking another bloke's wife you bastard, and you're making my pussy clench around your cock. Ah yes I'm naughty, cheating on him, letting you fuck my dripping cunt. I just can't get enough cock up me, the more I get the more I want to cheat. You can use me anytime you like baby, I'll wear anything you want. Do you like what I've got on? Does your wife dress up for sex like this? Does she wear frilly underwear? Do you want me to be your kinky slut?"

In answer John leant forward and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Marissa opened her mouth and licked all around his tongue. Locked in a deep kiss, the couple humped harder while Marissa's husband looked on, marvelling at the change in his wife. Marissa moaned into John's mouth as she started to come. She bucked against him and wrapped her legs tightly around him.

"Oh yes, fuck yes," she wailed. With her head thrown back, her cunt clenched around John's cock. John couldn't take much more. With Marissa's stockings rubbing up and down his sides and her pussy on fire, he couldn't hold back. He withdrew from her pussy and fisted his cock furiously over the sight of this woman open for him in her black lingerie and heels. His first shots hit her pussy, matting her trimmed pussy hair. He lifted his cock and sent the remaining streams up her body. Marissa smiled and rubbed his spunk into her tits.

"Come round the desk and let me clean your cock."

John moved round and fed his wilting cock into her mouth. She sucked the drips off his helmet before sliding the entire length down her throat. Outside her office her husband splattered the carpet with spunk. God his wife was insatiable! He was going to enjoy her working late!

POETRY: THAT MOMENT

A sublime repose, entwined with thee,

With our hands we love,

With our hearts we weep,

Cannot a path for us be lain,

For you the moon I lasso,

Your dragons slain at my feet


2

I find myself lost in the maze of your essence,
a twisting labyrinth of your sensitive, yet complex emotions.
Intricate patterns shaped by a most intriguing personality
cleverly disguise the treasure that is buried deep within you.
Puzzling paths that lead to the center of your being
arouse my curiosity to the brink of obsession.
My intellect serves only as a reference to my sanity,
for in this realm of emotion, logic and conformity have no place.
They exist only as bubbles floating on the soft, warm breezes
that accompany your presence.
With each turn, I discover another facet of your artistry
as it unfolds to reveal the insecurities and the confidence
of your ever present femininity,
a maze generously landscaped with the shimmering pools
of your most cherished memories,
for they reflect the joy and happiness that nourish your heart.
Surrounded by walls constructed of strength and wisdom
and cemented by love's experiences of pain,
the flowers of hope cling to those walls as they grow wild and free,
covering them with the beauty that real love creates.
I wander through this maze in search of your treasure,
addicted to the ubiquitous sensations of comfort, satisfaction
and love that illuminate your aura.
Guide me to the center of your
ESSENCE.

3

Passion, a poet's thoughts
Of moments in a mind's day
Beyond the visual, in
thought's play
Of layers of memories
Real. imagined, dreamed
In interplay
Scenes, sounds, smells
Interwoven and separated
And from all this
a passionate play
Of lovers deeds and places
of virtual paradise
Impossible colors, improbable
designs
Architectural conglomerates
of wild invention
Places of paradise and
sensuous fruitfulness
In boundless play
such places we visit
To feast on the visions
of such profound complexity
In interwoven imagery
where our delights are met
Improbable journeys to
realities of our deepest thoughts
Our passionate minds



4

All those things you do not love about yourself,
Are the things I could grow to love about you.

The way you cringe when I touch your underarms and kneecaps,
The gentle way your lips brush against mine when we kiss.
You don't understand all the things that go through my mind
Each time I think of you.

The sound of your voice,
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your skin,
Just seeing how beautiful you really are...
Could turn the coldest minute into the warmest,
Sunniest, Summer's day.

I fall asleep each night to thoughts of you and us,
And awaken each morning to the anticipation
Of seeing you and being with you again.

I could get past all my fears of getting hurt
Because there's something inside of me telling me
You are someone I could grow to love...


5

For once, his heart lost its poise,
His faith wavered and yet left unvoiced.
Suffocated of his furtive passion,
He recoiled to depict the bare vexation,
Of longing his heart tore within,
To pine for a solemn heart akin
To the hardest yet the most desirous thing.

Every day and even night,
Be it every minute and second,
A thousand conceived silences
He chose and inclined to confront,
But he couldn't?t ask,
?Is this a mere infatuation??
And no one he could ask,
?Why his apoptotic heart only ends in contemplation??

Those queries, left unanswered,
His heart never had them unconcealed,
And he never disinclined to endure the ordeal,
For he believed to love her, his heart must be sealed,
Though his lonesome heart finally revealed,
Which fatefully left unrequited,
And being trampled upon like dust
Unconsciously by the one he always trusts.

Till one day, God sent His words
To reach and cure his broken heart,
And kindle his heart with a joyous symphony,
Which leads to suturing of his heart,
Till he realized the silence is the most euphonious aphony,
Which resembles the most beauteous memory,
That only provokes his nostalgic tour of every...

A sudden disenchantment,
By God's grace,
He received and hence
Free from every torment,
And his heart danced with joy and bliss,
With hopes and faith that still to the eternity,
With platonic love for her though it?s like nihility,
With glee that he never garnered
With beatitude that he never touched?


6

I am trapped in she,
She who sleeps,
She whom I protect with my presence,
She whom my eyes have seen no other the like of.
I see the night-time played across her face,
The distant roaming of her eyes.
Though in this world not seeing,
Roaming still,
The moonlight dancing across her face,
Stars just speckles in her eyes now.
No more moon,
No more sun,
Just dancing to dreams.
I wonder how lofty her dreams do fly.
Oh, how I wish I could pluck them from her sky.
To do this, I would live.
To do this, I would die!
I am honored to be allowed to watch her dream...
Her skin shining like autumn hue,
Her hair spinning to infinity
As it falls upon her face.
It is as if I have left the vacuum of space,
And have entered a world so rich
That I must sit and watch
Its sun burning upon my face.
But there I must linger
And be burned.
I am not so tired of dreaming
That I could not dream,
But I dare not sleep
With her beside me,
For while she sleeps, lying here,
Hands upon her chest,
I am living my dream.
I am love,
And love is I.
How could I sleep ?
There is no dream more vivid,
None more desired in my heart,
Than she,
Near.
I have lived an eternity of dreams this night,
And touched not her skin.
I refuse to slip into the night!
Without a struggle !
Without a fight!


7

The love we had was one so special;
The times we shared will always be in my heart,
How we lived by night and played under the moon,
All the stars seemed to whisper your name.

Those unforgettable times, the beauty in
Your face as I made you smile, and tears of
Happiness when I made you laugh, you are always
In my thoughts when you're not around.

I long to feel your touch, your soft hands
And smooth fingers that always ran down my face.
Oh, how the sparkle in your eyes would shine
So bright each night when you were at my side.

I love you more than anything;
I miss you so much when you're not around.
So hard and so painful living without you;
So lonely and wishing you were here.

So many things we have yet to do.
So much love I have for you; why so far
away must you be. Every moment we shared together,
Every smile and every tear and all you gave me,
Forever in my heart these are cherished moments.


8

What I saw the other day
was beyond what words could ever say.
A vision of such loveliness,
I fought myself from sweet caress.

At first a twinkle, then a gleam.
But her smile is what made me dream.
She looked my way and flashed her eyes.
I answered with a thousand sighs.

What she said I'll never know.
I was distracted by her heavenly glow.
Listening to her talk and laugh,
I felt she was my other half.

I was enraptured with ecstasy,
all the while she conversed with me.
My Heart was prodding me to steal a kiss.
A passing opportunity I will always miss.

My thoughts of her all through the night,
were of holding her, close and tight.
My fingers feathering through her hair,
and telling her how much I care.

Her eyes, her lips, her hair, her being,
was beyond the realm of natural seeing.
If her Heart and mine would intertwine,
I'd thank God forever she was mine.

What I saw the other day,
these Earthly words could never say



9


I don't need to use poetic words...
'cause I am not a poet.
I don't need to be an astronomer...
for bringing you the stars.
I don't need to be a writer...
'cause I can write in my memory my feelings.
I don't need to be a knight...
for protecting you from the evil people, my darling.
I don't need to be anything special...
'cause the only thing that's special is you.
The only thing I need to be is to be me...
'cause in me I have a poet, an astronomer,
a writer and a knight.
Well, the thing is... I LOVE YOU!

You are in my mind... 'cause I LOVE YOU!
You are in my soul... 'cause I NEED YOU!
You are in my heart... 'cause I MISS YOU!
You are my everything!... 'cause you are my love.

The thing is... I LOVE YOU!

I don't need thousands of words to tell you how I feel...
I don't need millions of feelings to tell how I love you...
I don't need billions of poems to tell you how I feel for you...
Because the thing is... I LOVE YOU!



10

Fly me to the Moon
Where there is no one else
But you and me

Where you and I can spend eternity
See the stars as they shine so bright
With you by my side everything is all right

The Moon is the perfect place
For you and me to Live
Away from the storm and rain
From people coming between us

The Moon is where we will grow old and die
Where our memories can
Cherish us by.


11
I Remember when we first met?
The sexyness of your walk as you approached me.
Remember our first touch?
I trembled, like chills from a winter's breeze.
Remember our first kiss?
The anticipation, wondering how soft your lips were.
Remember when you whispered I Love You?
Remember?




12

You ever watch a flame?
How it just quivers and wiggles.
It shows the intensity
that it doesn't have anyone to blame.
If you watch it long enough
it seems to be a little figure
just dancin around,
just watching it gives you the giggles.
It's just there, not going anywhere,
seems as if anything it ever does
never results in shame.
It's almost like it's free
with nowhere else to be.
It's something that I long for in my life,
No Shame, No One To Blame,
Just to be that dancin little flame.
I wish that would be
what everyone would see in me.




13



The Wishing pools
Snow capped mountains for as far as the eye can see.
Two young lovers sit holding hands under a shady green tree.
Beautiful wild flowers grow on the face of a hill.
The middle of the pond is crystal clear and still.
Two lovers sit holding hand in hand.
A stream runs off into the green and fertile land.
They sit and they stare at each other.
Knowing that they were destined to be lovers.
Everyone should have a place like this filled with such love.
And somebody special to gaze with at the stars in the heavens above.
Cynics say love is for losers and fools.
But they can't see us sitting next to the wishing pools.

LOVE:

What is love? There's a difference between love, and in love. I love my family. I love my friends. That doesn't mean I'm in love with them. So, to be in love... how do you define it? We know what love is- the border between love and in love is fairly clear. To love is to care for deeply, to be in love is... well, how do we define this? To be infatuated with someone? -No. Perhaps to risk your life for them. -No, because there are people who I just love that I'd do that for. How about.... to care more about someone than you care about yourself, or anything else. Not just physically, but emotionally and mentally. You'd let them go if you had to, if it was what they needed to be happy. (*sigh*)

Now, another thought- where do you draw the line between being infatuated and being in love? Infatuation can feel like love, but it's far from it. But on the flip side of that, love is often accompanied by infatuation. (It's not always a bad thing-- so long as you're not blind to what's important.) Is infatuation a bad thing? It can be, quite often. It's good in that it gives you that feeling of being in love. Whether they admit it or not, everyone likes that feeling. What people dislike (or are afraid of) about love is the idea that the feeling will go away, or be taken away- that it will end. (If you've ever been totally and completely in love with someone, then you probably know what it's like to harbor the thought of it someday being taken away. It's almost like you're afraid to be happy and stay in love, because you feel that you should prepare yourself for the day it will all be gone. And then... when that happens (often of a result of the afore stated doubt), it hurts more than you can ever imagine.)

So, it's normal to press yourself away from love. Isn't it? It's normal to want to seclude yourself, and avoid ever being placed in such a situation a second (or third) time. With each strike, it becomes harder and harder to recover. OR, if you condition yourself each time, to be less and less involved/absorbed in each relationship, it may become easier with every turn. The only catch with that is that- you're not in love. What good is a relationship if it's meaningless? If it only exists as a therapy to your past failures? -So you can say that you're with someone, a nice someone who you care about, and with whom you have a relationship that works. That's not to say that you don't love the person, or that it's completely meaningless (contrary to the statement three lines earlier). This just means that the relationship isn't all it could be (if it's indeed capable of being more- which isn't always the case)-- and a relationship like that may very well be pointless.

POETRY: BEAUTY WITH A TINT OF INNOCENCE

Beholding the beauty of a sunrise,
Glistening upon your wings,
Gives me life, as I was drowning.
Teardrops fell from my eyes,
As I gazed into the sky.
I seen a majestic eagle soaring by.

I was engulfed with solitude,
For my Warrior has been gone for
Many a moon.
My heart weeps and my soul cries,
Longing to feel the warmth of my Warriors pride,
To shield me from a cold winter's night.

My beloved to whom do you speak,
To whom do you confide.
Is it the great white buffalo standing by,
Or can it be your Maiden touching your dreams.
She is the pure white dove,
To your brave heart shall she sing.
She keeps watch as you sleep,
Perched high up in a tree.

Just as sunrise comes
Your true love will descend,
Spreading her wings and flying again.
So, when you wake, my beloved Warrior,
Look and you shall see,
Her kindred spirit shall never leave,
She will love you for all time to
Eternity.



2


If I could meet you in my dreams,
And be with you tonight;
Then I would take you in my arms,
And together we'd take flight.

We'd soar above the clouds so high,
And watch the towns below;
We'd fly up to the mountain peaks,
And dance across the snow.

I'd take you down below the sea,
To play among the fish;
I'd walk with you along the beach,
And on each star make a wish.

If I could meet you in my dreams,
These things with you I'd do;
For all the stars up in the sky,
Can't shine as bright as my love for you


3

Do I dare to dream of loving you?
Hold me, need me, want me, love me.
Take me into your world and let me know it.
You came into my life, you heard my every word,
You were there, not wanting anything from me,
You became my friend.

It scares me when I tell you how I feel,
I am afraid your heart doesn?t race
Every time I come to mind,
Like thoughts of you do to mine.
There is such a distance between us,
But all I have to do is close my eyes,
And I can feel you touching me, holding me, loving me.
At night, as I pray,
I ask God if the feelings I have are right.
When morning comes, I awake to only want you more
Than the day before.
Happiness in the words you say,
The feeling of meaning something to you,
How alive you make me feel with your embrace,
Have broken down the walls I built around my heart.
I may be asking too much,
But to have your heart and feel the excitement
At the sound of your voice and at your touch,
To feel the warmth of your breath as we make love,
To have you open a new world for me
And give me your love is everything I need...



3

In your dreams of mystic blue she lies

her silhouette steals a gaze

in the picturesque of nightfall

I'm lost in the sweetest daze.

She reflects upon streams of summer

beauty with a tint of innocence

as blossoms of white in June

she captures my deepest sentiments.

The sunset falls within doves eyes

and gilds sapphire skies

her lips pours honey kisses

across mines.

Come away with me in the night

let me show you I care

the touch of bliss at moonrise

a moment so sweetly shared.

Come away with me in the night

romance is in the air

you hold me captive in the starlight

by the tresses of your hair.

How long must I play this soliloquy

as she pass in the breeze

in deep blue seas

my fingers gently dance on lavienan string;

like spring, when bluejays sing

and melodies of a dream

sweep my mind,

emotions blind

feel my soul rise high to the sky.

You were never so beautiful in the twilight

as you was last night

standing as a queen by turquoise rivulets

with ebony dark eyes.

I'm dazzled by your regal grace

no blemishes on your face

I can see you by the window paen

your radiance in the moonlight haze.

Here in the gloaming with me,

moment is so sweet,

all free my love, I stare

you sleep.

My life entwined with yours

the scarlet lily I adore

she lies across fragrances of hydrangeas,

and pink azalea floors.

In the silence epressions with meaning

and she one half of my life

the sight of waterfalls in the gleaming

in dreams of mystic blue.

you sleep.


4

You've taught me
How to say what I really mean
To know just the right words
To express myself with sincerity
You've taught me
How not to judge someone superficially
To always search deep within
And accept them for who they are
You've taught me
How to smile and laugh
To find happiness in life
And to find joy in the littlest things.
But most of all
You've taught me
How to love openly
To search for the ends ofthe rainbow
And to believe in the magic of one's dreams




5



Diamond are forever says one and all

As earth presses treasure my love to you is strong.

Life is a journey with mountain valley and cross road,

your grad wisdom and hart you will use as a sword.

to fight in the battle of journey called life,

over whelming can be but baby hang Tough.

I know you are strong and up to the task,

together this journey will be a walk in the park.

So Give me your hand my sweet hold it tight,

to enjoy this journey side by side just feel right.




6


being with you
is like coming home
to the warm, the familiar,
the comfortable.

being with you
means simply being me,
without the need for masks,
without the pretensions
of being somebody else grand.

being with you
is like coming home once again.
and i want to come home...


7


Within the hollow of my heart,
the 'knowing' rests patiently.
Yet, the wait wears upon my thought,
and the other world of shallow minds
seeks to weaken the truth.




8

When you drift off into dreams tonight,
Send your heart my way.
And I'll send mine to meet you,
Where love can have it's play.

And send your soul there also,
Though the distance might be far.
Perhaps out there our souls will touch,
Somewhere among the stars.

I've been searching for a lifetime,
For someone who understands.
My deepest hidden passions,
The way I think you can.

Could our dreams connect each other,
In a place we've never been.
In a way we've never touched,
But here we might begin.

Could you confide all your passions,
Talk of wants, your needs and cares.
Talk of pain and oh yes laughter,
In this dream far off somewhere.

It would not be an easy task,
To connect a dream that way.
Yet that's why dreams are special,
Because you think they might someway.
9

though the sun is shining and the sky is blue
my heart longs for you...
deep inside me there is a hole that only
your love can fill...

when you look at the stars tonight
let it be my eyes you see
and there you will find all the love I have for you
so, if you are lonely and blue while missing me
know this, my luv, that my heart is longing for thee...

as I dream tonight, I'll dream of you
and in this dream we will be as one...
kissing, touching, tasting desire that burns oh, so hot!
both seeking pleasure and release
from the heat that binds us together....

and as we crest the top of the mountain
in, oh, sweet ecstasy!
look into my eyes and you will see
my soul opened to you and
everything that I have and all that I will be
because of your love for me.



10


I find it sad...
we wait out whole lives to find true love
yet, when it comes knocking at our door
we turn it away like a beggar without money.
Why is it we do this...
are we too selfish,
too self-absorbed,
too scared?
Too scared of what we know so little about;
Or, are we just scared of the word Forever?
Love is supposed to be...
so powerful,
so mysterious,
and so wonderful.
So, why do we turn it away?
A question that will never have an answer

11


When two hearts meet as ours do
When one and one, so perfectly, make two
When laughter and tears collide
When rapture and fear reside
When one is meant for another
When our hearts and minds lay uncovered

There is simplicity in every kiss
There is a heartbeat in every wish
There is meaning in every word
There is strength in the absurd
There is wonder in daily trials
There is the thing that makes life worthwhile

When all things come together, old and new,
That is when I know... I love you


12

I LOVE...
The look in your eyes,
The smell of your hair,
That makes me have to stop and stare.

The softness of your skin,
The feel of your lips,
As I'm touching you with my fingertips.

The warmth of your smile,
How you act so shy,
Makes it harder to say goodbye.

The shape of your body,
When you smell so good,
It makes me want to love you the way I should.

These are the things that make me love you,
and me loving you is my favorite thing to do.

How safe and warm is the 'knowing'
when our souls and bodies blend in perfection.
Soft words whispered in the light, strengthen the joy of my being
and, in rememberence, taunt me with doubt and fear.

In the humanness of my past, my own worthiness is questioned
and seeks to corrode what is true.
I seek for patience and courage,
to the one whose eyes shine, so gently, upon me...
whose smile I gaze upon adoringly
and whose love bears down into the depth of my being.

So, the wait becomes a test of swords
where the truth seeks to outwit the imagination
in a prayer that the rainbow follows the rain.
I know we are meant to be..to love..to laugh..to cry..to heal
and to relax into each other's arms.

Yet, the wait wears upon my thought
as the other world of shallow minds
seeks to weaken the truth

POETRY: A DEEP SOUL'S EMBRACE

Before the window closes, while the sun emerges, I will think of you.
After the window closes and night consumes the sky,
I will dream of you.
Before you return to me within the capsule of endless time,
I will wait for you,

As you journey on your quest, I will pray for you.
When you reach your destination I will long for you.
When you face endless fears, I will become strength and
devour hopelessness for you,

When infinite trials attempt to control you,
I will fight constantly and console you.
When we meet in the next world I will know you.
Now that our love has combined,
I belong to you...


2

growing old is scary, but it's not my biggest fear
growing alone is the idea that i can't bear
it's not that i don't have friends...
no, i have many
but all of them have love flowers to send...
i don't have any

they treat me like a kind of essence
unnoticed absence,
yet desirable presence

why is it so easy for me to see their happiness
while it's so hard for them
to feel my lonliness... my emptiness!

imagine the idea of going home at the end of the night
then you call someone you love wishing him a good night
knowing that with every breath he takes, he takes one for you
knowing that till he falls asleep, he'll be thinking of you
have you felt the pleasure it brings?
now imagine knowing you're in nobody's thought!

for how long will i stay like this?
a lonely sad tone
among the happy melodies!

i always thought that friendship was enough
now all i'm living for is finding my own love
and i know that as long as i have faith
i'll find the true love in some time... in some place

whether i go for it, or it comes for me
we'll be playing our own symphony
when i look into her eyes and see my reflection
she'll be my destination and my only direction

and when i grow old and wrinkles are on my face
when she thinks she's lost her old graces
i'll see her more beautiful than i've ever seen her
and i'll be proud that i'm her king... and she's my queen


3

What if your day was to come tomorrow?
What if your time was to come now?
What if you went through your life cold hearted?
And never let anyone in?
What if you were on your deathbed, or in your car,
Or wherever the place may be, and you're alone?
No one to share your feelings and fears with.
What if you went through life not caring about others?
Or what if you went through life not letting others care about you?
What if there was someone out there that did care?
What if they never got to tell you because they were scared of
What you'd say or do to them in return?
What if there was someone who really needed to talk
And you were the only person, but you weren't around for them?
And worse, what if something happened to them because
You weren't around?
Could you live with yourself? Could you face each day Knowing
That you could have saved them, but you didn't because of
Differences that you and that person had?
What if it WAS your time and that was the only person
YOU wanted, but that person only went the other way
Or wasn't around for you? What if things weren't the way
That you thought they were? What if I'm that person to be
There for you? To hold your hand or stroke your hair and
Tell you that it's ok and that it'll all be over soon.
When you?re leaving this place and going off to a better one,
What if I'm that person who needs you to hold my hand and
Stroke my hair and tell me that it's ok and that it'll all
Be over soon?
People go through life everyday mad at someone, or hurt by someone
We may be that person one-day and we don't even think about it.
But what if, somehow by some miracle I'm there with you?
Or you?re there with me? Would you die happy or relieved that we
Ended on the best note possible? Or would you regret it?
No matter our differences, I'll be glad that it all ended on the best
Note possible. And hopefully you'd never forget if you live
Longer than I do, that no matter what I loved you.
And I know that no matter what, You loved me too...
If I was to live longer than you.
So What If.......


4

Your soul floats free, as light as air,
Your laugh like music in the rain,
Your flashing eyes, your flowing hair,
Your simple absence brings me pain,
When we two are apart.

Your charming wit, your playful grin,
The way you look in formal dress,
Those little dimples on your chin,
Your supple skin yhat I caress,
Your strength, your grace, your heart.

The only thing I hunger for,
When I can't sleep at night,
Is but to taste your kiss once more,
So soft, yet firm and light,
Such heavenly delight.

So here I sit, in any case,
Remembering the day,
When I first felt your sweet embrace,
It swept me right away,
Oh, would it were today...



5

Willow-slender, lithe and lovely,
fair as June-morn's waking day.
Young as dew-drops, old as mountains,
fresh of scent, as new-mown hay.

Lovely creature, God's own molding.
Peerless figure, lost love's dream.
Blithe and carefree, filled with spirit,
captured my heart with sunshine's gleam.

How may one, so young and glorious
smile a smile so pure and rare
that all at once can be victorious
in ways that Eve would hardly dare?

Innocently filled with knowledge,
wise beyond ten thousand years.
A sprightly creature made to thrill me...
Flails and scorns me with her tears.


6

I see you every night,
You're always in my dreams,
We hold hands and kiss,
What can this possibly mean?

I don't have a clue who you are,
Your face- I've never seen,
I wish we can meet one day,
Somewhere outside my dream.

I can hear your voice,
I can feel you there,
Even though I can't see you,
I will always care.

As long as you love me,
And I love you, too,
Nothing else should matter,
Except for me and you.

Forever I'll search for you,
And hope you'll be looking for me, too,
So I can finally see your face,
And ask... "who are you?"


7

A deep soul's embrace
I can reach from this place
When I've looked in your eyes
I feel deep inside
See further than life
Past the beating of your heart
Deep into your soul
Into your light they call life

Past any dreams and thoughts
Till the thing I feel inside
Is nothing but pure essence
Of who you are
I feel you so much
Your warm and tender embrace
As we lie here beside
On my chest lies your face

You hear my heart
Beating deep inside
Yet at the same time
It's beating inside you
It beyond explanation
It's beyond words themselves

To touch your soul
To feel your heart
And my love deep inside you
Is my fuel
What keeps me going
What keeps me coming back for more

To touch you forever
That is my dream
The deepest of intimacies
Like no other before

I have touched your soul
And you reached back and touched mine.
Did you know it?
Did you feel it?
It drives me mad deep inside

I crave it like nothing else...
Food and water I do not need
The air itself, I would not breathe
All things seem frivolous
Nothing seems important
Except feeling that touch of your soul again
Those special times
So few and between
So far apart

Because we have to be
So far apart
Drives me mad
To not hold and keep you
Right next to me
Where we belong
I can feel your soul
Even so many miles away

But the pain
Oh the pain
Of not holding you inside me
Fuels a jealousy like none other
A hate of the world
For the responsibilities of life
Conspiring to keep us apart

I would break
I would scream
I would holler
I would die
You're so deep inside
Just a simple twist
And I?ll never breathe again
Don't hurt me
I beg you
Don't let me push you away

The life, the energy
That I feel inside
To touch your soul, so deep inside
And for you to touch mine back
I?m scared to death

I can't live without you
I can't wait to hold you again
I can't stand not to be near you
Yet I deal with life
I have to

To whisk you away
From all this noise
From life as we know it
I would love to do
Pictures of cottages
And hidden mountains
And babbling brooks
Come to my mind

The things of life
I feel we don't need
Even food and water
I could leave behind

For the touch of your soul
For you to touch mine back
For the craving of hearts
For the love that is blind

It fuels my soul
It could be my life
You're all that I need
To keep me alive

Your deep soul's embrace
I can feel from this place
I feel you deep inside
In the beating of my heart
In this light they call my life



8

Time played tricks with our
sanity...
Candlelight played tricks
with shadows...
in a darken room
Soft music plays tricks with our
souls...
The sweet smell of scented candles
spicy cinnamon, soft vanilla
drift
like unseen
clouds...

Gently, I towel her off
Softly, I kiss her
shoulders and neck

effervescence

She giggles from the champagne
"Your only funny when you're not trying to be"
"I'll love you forever"

Oh
How I hate
the shortness
of
eternities
like these..




9


Oftentimes, it is conjectured upon by the spoken word
or the written word,
that love needs unrestricted movement.
True love finds its way back, and so why is this?
Because love endures; is that a truth the heart believes?

That love needs a season to flourish, to grow, to be sure,
and what of the other hand? what is allowed the one who waits?
As the clock moves in the accompaniment of time?s music.

Opportunity nudges the empty heart,
night seeks out the lonely, where kind words comforts the lost.
Anothers love forgotten in the arms of a newcomer
no stranger to love, a friend for any season.

And time is gone once it's known
idle days let slip from memory an embrace,
a soft touch has lost that feeling in the quiet of a late afternoon
to be held long into the night is missing in the struggle to sleep.

The morning?s long walk does not remove the ache
from a heart that yearns to sing again
a heart that becomes vulnerable to what is near,
as time fades, other melodies will hear the whispers
of a summer?s evening.

Light, easy laughter, now silent,
still hangs around the edges at the last part of the day,
as time dances to the music?s words,
and loneliness seeks the merry-go-round.
Those who have fallen aside reach for any ring that comes by.


So if love needs to be tested, be wary of time?s passing.
Do not loaf in your wilderness,
in your musing the heart goes unsheltered,
and upon your returning you will find the seasons shuffle swiftly.
The caterpillar changes into a butterfly, and your knock on the door
will go unanswered.


10

A life is just that and nothing more,
yet when it finds love on its perilous journey it changes.
My life has been through these changes ever since I met you.
Every time I think of you and say your name my love
for you grows stronger. And if I have no other way to express
that love then it comes in these three strong words.
I LOVE YOU


11

I have two hands to touch you,
As a sign I am there.
I have two arms to hug you,
As a sign I really care.
I have two eyes to watch you,
As a sign I know your there.
I have two legs to walk with you,
As a sign I'm always there by your side.



12

I feel a tender soul within my reach... her heart is like
a sunrise on a summer beach. My arms can hold her and I always
will because of how great she makes me feel. Togetherness is
all she is because she brings the things that forever live.
Her beauty is all of wonder and power and can't be described
for the life she brings. I want to hold her in my arms right now...
and put my fingers through her hair and look into her eyes...
it brings me to a place that is heaven... I'm lost in her
and not looking for a way out. She is an angel sent to me
and a tender heart has she found... My heart is resting in
the deep of her hand... I want to be hers, I have found
paradise. I don't really honestly know how she feels for me...
But whatever happens it will always be... I'm holding her heart
in my gentle hands and I will take the sunshine from the sky
and place it in her hands... I already hold my soul to
her breast and feel the peace she seeks... I want to fill
her emptiness with my love and make it as beautifull as
a dove... and hold her heart with gentle love so I can share
with her heaven above.