At times I wonder what makes you so special;
is it your eyes, your nose,
your mouth, or your ears?
In your eyes I saw an everlasting romance,
your mouth told me the truth of your real feelings for me,
and your nose played, as a silly tool,
of your quite enchanting beauty
Your kiss is the kiss of warmth and security
on cold winter days;
your kiss is like a cool breeze
on a scorching summer's day.
your heart runs a beat, as mine skips a beat,
only to see your lovely face;
each time I see you is like the first...
every minute is ever so exciting
(Oh, how I love you!!!)
and, in your eyes I see stars dance,
playing friend to the wolves in the moonlight
you act as the ocean... riding a wave against my shore,
or the sun's rays of warmth in the early day.
all this is to say, "I love you"...
an exotic love that is so everlasting....
and by the cycles of these stars
our fate shall twist to this amazing fairy tale
2
If you love me, like you've told me,
Please be careful with my heart.
You can have it and keep it,
But please do not try to break it.
Lovers come and go,
Give up on each other
And fine another.
I want a lover that is true,
sincere, honest and pure,
Someone who never gives up
And will always make me laugh,
Someone who lives in the present,
forgets the past and shapes the future.
A dreamer who would still listen
A lover and also a friend.
Someone who would trust and love me,
Won't lock me up but will set me free
Don't worry, you'll always be with me.
Someone who would stay forever,
My dream lover, it is now or never.
3
The love I have for you,
soars past the stars.
The love I have for you,
could fill an ocean.
The love I have for you,
shines brighter than the sun.
The love I have for you,
melts faster than an m&m.
The love I have for you,
is for you and only you
4
A glimpse of your gaze,
Numbs my mind with questions.
The very sight of you,
How breathtakingly beautiful.
Your ever short kisses,
Alwayz gentle and sweet.
Your varied embraces,
So strong and secure.
The essence of you,
How heavenly pleasing.
Your voice and laughter,
Alwayz music to my ears.
...Know that ALL are,
Already treasured memories.
For you are all mine,
Even if only an uncertain time.
Today, and numerous tomorrows.
5
I never knew why people always compare you to an angel.
I never knew why people love you more than anything--
Everywhere I go people from all over the world are talking about you.
Then, one day I was sitting down and my heart was feeling pain.
When I looked up and I saw your face and you took my hand,
you took me to a special place where I have never been before.
I have learned the reason why people called you an angel.
You have shown me things; that I meant to love somebody.
People have never called me an angel.
Yet, when I was with you,
I felt like I was an angel.
You have taught me how to love another.
I never knew why the sun shined so brightly,
But I got the answer from your smile.
I realized that one day spent with you
felt like we'd spent one billion years together.
You were the angel that showed me what happiness was all about.
You were the angel that made life better than ever.
Without you, my life would not mean anything to me at all.
You would always be the one and only angel that would always be on my mind.
For, you deserve to be called an angel.
6
Your soft eyes in the morning dew,
are more beautiful than I could ever dream,
What would I think, if I didn't have your love,
I'd be lost in an empty city...china-puzzle unsolved?
Secret within secret- within secret- within...
only you can keep me on track, make me win!
Let's elope, let's leave all this behind.
I only want your love, delicate, sweet and kind?
With the tip of my tongue I gently catch what I seek,
a tear trickling down, ever so slowly, from your cheek.
It's salty, yet exquisite taste, exploding on my tongue,
as I wonder, tell,? my love ? ...have I ever wronged?
Your delicate eyes probe my soul for confidence,
for faith and valour, for truth and immaculate credence.
That harness my heart, fulfil my every need,
make me your knight on a silvery steed!
Oh, how I long for days of yore, of legends turned to dust,
when courtship and high love, bravery and loyalty,
were more than mere words spoken in trust,
and forever showed us the way to... infinity.
7
The visitation of eyes,
so cordial and sincere...
the angels cry.
The color of kiwi,
unsalted is the juice therein.
Surrounding is the color
that lives within the stem of the Weeping Willow...
free are their spirits dancing in the wind.
Touched by these Heavenly beams,
(my pen inspired and my mind empowered
with exhibitions of fairness)
they behold glory
you are not perceptive of.
They are the d?r of my heart
and a trail of sweet verses
that lead to my soul.
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
PERSONAL/ DATING: SERENDIPITY AND DATING
In my opinion, too many people believe in the power of Serendipity. They think some random meeting at the zoo or the grocery store will magically pay off with the love of their life. Maybe so, but the odds aren’t very good.In my opinion, the Serendipity approach is like trying to hit the Lottery. The math is simply not in your favor. I have no trouble acquiring new girlfriends I know It's sounds arrogant and cruel but there have been a number of meetings with women where I've known that the person would very much like to meet again, they've said so, An establish man, with a secure job, house and is attractive still has undeniable attractions, even for a career woman,.I don’t really have the time now to go out with as many girls and now I am looking for something more serious I have certain standards. She should be slim, take an interest in her appearance and look great, kind, caring, established in her career and ready to settle down and have kids Looks are important but the whole is greater than the parts..I think there are a lot of lonely people out there. Everybody is trying to make that romance connection. All of us deep down want to make that jump, but the odds of it working are so precarious that we hold back. The reason people are lonely is that they are not making themselves available. They show up at all the best parties, but even then they may not be making themselves emotionally available. They are waiting for a sure thing or the perfect guy. Every attractive woman I have ever met had one, two, even three guys falling all over her. I keep a close watch on my heart. I don’t open my heart up to any woman unless she makes a similar move. It’s like getting undressed. No way I am getting naked if the woman is keeping her clothes on. I take my clothes at the same rate or not at all. I'm not getting attached if she isn't also getting attached. In the meantime, I have spent time with my family and friends. Lately I had just met alot if beautiful woman who were dream girls for almost any single guyl, but men came so easily to them they weren’t even remotely interested in settling down! Were there any solid woman somewhere in the middle? Surely these creatures had to exist or the human race was in big trouble,If a smart guy like me could comb the entire city and come up empty-handed, what did that say for all my brother? My friends had warned me at the start that finding the Right woman would be harder than I ever imagined. Holy smokes, no kidding! Yes, I had found a hundred women through personal ads and dating services, but only three or four had distinguished themselves. When I think of the women I’ve really loved, I realize I’m fascinated by women who were kind, sexual, who may be smarter than I am, who won’t’ let me play games. I want a woman who will show me new things, won’t give up on me when I resist, and who have the ability to share.
Throughout time, men had never really questioned their own tendencies towards wanting to have every attractive woman they came into contact with. But when women began to behave the same way, men weren’t prepared for that. They began to wonder how special could they really be if their favorite woman could disengage from them so easily. How could she really love him if she was having so much fun with the guy down the street? Men were not even remotely prepared to deal with the deeper consequences of free love. The Book of Love has many chapters. We all want what we can’t have. I can have all these women, but I want the ones I can’t have. I want someone who is my equal, my match, or maybe I can catch someone a grade above me. Unfortunately the woman who I think are my match avoid commitment like the plague. Men come so easily to them that they amuse themselves in a flurry of dating. Why bother settling down?
Throughout time, men had never really questioned their own tendencies towards wanting to have every attractive woman they came into contact with. But when women began to behave the same way, men weren’t prepared for that. They began to wonder how special could they really be if their favorite woman could disengage from them so easily. How could she really love him if she was having so much fun with the guy down the street? Men were not even remotely prepared to deal with the deeper consequences of free love. The Book of Love has many chapters. We all want what we can’t have. I can have all these women, but I want the ones I can’t have. I want someone who is my equal, my match, or maybe I can catch someone a grade above me. Unfortunately the woman who I think are my match avoid commitment like the plague. Men come so easily to them that they amuse themselves in a flurry of dating. Why bother settling down?
Thursday, July 3, 2014
POETRY: TO LOVE DEEPLY, YOU MUST SURRENDER
Her face, so smooth
so contoured. Flawless
Her eyes, deep with desire
burning with the fire of love
Her hair, smelling so sweet
golden, soft, fine
The way it hides behind her ear
falling in a single strand over her face
Her body, God her body, so curved
so arousing
Her breasts full and shaped
Her legs, smooth and perfect
Her smile, perfectly curved
teeth white,radiantly bringing
out her beauty
Her deep gaze into my eyes
Her person, so open so accepting
All of this in itself
All of this together
Makes her, her
Makes her beautiful
2
Love is like a blindfold
That blinds the eyes from every fault
That's why they say love is blind
For nothing it sees, when it's high
Love is like a raging wind
That blows away the sorrow of the heart
All the loneliness the mind has known
Will be torn apart by the touch of love
Love is like a flowing river
That carries away the filthy thoughts of life
Wherever it passes it washes clean
And makes them white and bright as snow
Love is like a rose-colored flower
Planted in every heart that it dwells
Its fragrance gladdens the heart
And makes one want to stay for life
Love is like a diamond in the sun
That shines so bright in every human heart
Like angelic light and shining stars
It lightens up the day till the end
3
Speechless, the first impression
I felt when I met you.
'Cause you're so beautiful...
more beautiful than I ever expected.
Every time I always imagine,
imagine that I could see your pretty
face again and imagining that
someday, somehow I can hold you
and talk to you again.
Whenever I lie on my bed
I'm always thinking about you...
and picturing you, and I'm always
praying that I could dream of you.
'Cause every time I see you in
my dreams, you make my heart
jump for joy and sadness turns
away from me
And when I am awake
I feel gladness because of my
beautiful dream that happened to me.
I'm always praying to God
that He will give you strength
and good health because you are so
very so special to me. You're
the greatest thing that happened to me
and no one else can make me feel
the colors that you bring to
my life. I'll care for you always
4
you: pron. The person or persons addressed
me: pron. The objective case of the pronoun I
love: n. Intense affection for another
forever: adv. For eternity; without end
5
To love deeply,
you must surrender to
God's will.
You must risk the pain
of loss.
You must release your
fear.
A hug will warm your
heart.
A kiss will touch your
soul.
True love will transcend and
take heavenly
form.
It is a knowledge that can
Change,
Transform,
and Enlighten.
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
DATING: DO YOU REALLY WANT TO BE WITH BAD BOYS INSTEAD OF GOOD GUYS?
More and more I am surrounded by women over 35 years of age who want to get married, but cannot find a suitable partner. They have heard the best places to go for singles over 35, have been set up on numerous blind dates, have joined online dating, and still don’t have a ring on their finger. These women are educated, have a great job, great homes, gorgeous, and would make the perfect wife. What’s wrong? When I talk with these women, many think the problem may rest with the guys. Guys in their age range want younger, less established women, or cougars who are self-made and don’t need the guy’s financial backing, or his ability to procreate in order to share a life together. But if I take a bit longer and talk more in-depth with these women, then I begin to see that it may not be the men at all. It may in fact be the way these women are feeling toward themselves or what they are projecting outward that is limiting their ability to find a suitable partner for marriage.
Many of us don’t understand that how we feel inside really does project on the outside. If you feel cynical, judgmental or unhappy, no matter how much your latest haircut, manicurist, trainer, or diet fad costs, your looks will reflect how you feel. If you have been let down by men beginning with your dad when you were six, or by your boyfriend who got stolen from you when you were 17 years old, and you never resolved it, then you will attract a man who gets stolen from you or abandons you time after time. When a man becomes interested in you, they take a look at you and already know their destiny. There are things you have to look at within yourself whenever you are seeking something or someone. These thoughts/tapes are often the reason most women over 35 who want to get married are not.
Life has taught you to be critical. Men are emotional beings just as women are. They enjoy sex, but they want to build a life with women who are kind and loving. There is a saying that “every man loves a bitch.” This is misinterpreted by many women. Men like a confident woman who is capable of loving herself and others. Men do not like mean women. If a man is drawn to a mean woman, it says more about his family of origin than it does about the woman. Be careful…do you want to be with a man who likes mean women? Really?
Your standard of measurement is askew. Often, women who want to marry but aren’t married are still looking for someone cute. Sexual attraction is important, but in regards to a husband, what are most important are honesty and character. Being honest with yourself is not valued. The majority of single women over 35 who want to be married are in relationships with people that they don’t really love or see a future with. They lie to these guys and tell them such things as, “Yeah, its okay if we don’t get married.” They move in with him and begin a life, many times committing years of their lives to a man who is never going to commit to them because they are afraid if they tell him the truth he will leave. If you want to get married, make it known, be authentic up front, and don’t settle for someone who is still trying to flirt with everything he sees.
You don’t like yourself. Women who are single and over a certain age become very self-focused. They begin to see all of their flaws (especially with looks); the world becomes totally centered on them. The more this happens, the more they repel others. Soon, they find themselves alone and begin to think they don’t deserve anyone. When a man is looking for a wife, any vibes of self hate come through loud and clear. Somehow they get it, that you cannot possibly love them any more than you can love yourself. If you disgust you, how can you possibly love them?
The only reason to get married is because you have decided that this person brings out the very best in you and you in them. The thought of not sharing your life with them is worse than the thought of losing everything else in your life. It takes that kind of commitment from both of you. Marriage is a lifestyle; the vows are sacred. Prepare yourself to be a good partner instead of focusing on how messed up single guys/women are over 35 years of age.
Many of us don’t understand that how we feel inside really does project on the outside. If you feel cynical, judgmental or unhappy, no matter how much your latest haircut, manicurist, trainer, or diet fad costs, your looks will reflect how you feel. If you have been let down by men beginning with your dad when you were six, or by your boyfriend who got stolen from you when you were 17 years old, and you never resolved it, then you will attract a man who gets stolen from you or abandons you time after time. When a man becomes interested in you, they take a look at you and already know their destiny. There are things you have to look at within yourself whenever you are seeking something or someone. These thoughts/tapes are often the reason most women over 35 who want to get married are not.
Life has taught you to be critical. Men are emotional beings just as women are. They enjoy sex, but they want to build a life with women who are kind and loving. There is a saying that “every man loves a bitch.” This is misinterpreted by many women. Men like a confident woman who is capable of loving herself and others. Men do not like mean women. If a man is drawn to a mean woman, it says more about his family of origin than it does about the woman. Be careful…do you want to be with a man who likes mean women? Really?
Your standard of measurement is askew. Often, women who want to marry but aren’t married are still looking for someone cute. Sexual attraction is important, but in regards to a husband, what are most important are honesty and character. Being honest with yourself is not valued. The majority of single women over 35 who want to be married are in relationships with people that they don’t really love or see a future with. They lie to these guys and tell them such things as, “Yeah, its okay if we don’t get married.” They move in with him and begin a life, many times committing years of their lives to a man who is never going to commit to them because they are afraid if they tell him the truth he will leave. If you want to get married, make it known, be authentic up front, and don’t settle for someone who is still trying to flirt with everything he sees.
You don’t like yourself. Women who are single and over a certain age become very self-focused. They begin to see all of their flaws (especially with looks); the world becomes totally centered on them. The more this happens, the more they repel others. Soon, they find themselves alone and begin to think they don’t deserve anyone. When a man is looking for a wife, any vibes of self hate come through loud and clear. Somehow they get it, that you cannot possibly love them any more than you can love yourself. If you disgust you, how can you possibly love them?
The only reason to get married is because you have decided that this person brings out the very best in you and you in them. The thought of not sharing your life with them is worse than the thought of losing everything else in your life. It takes that kind of commitment from both of you. Marriage is a lifestyle; the vows are sacred. Prepare yourself to be a good partner instead of focusing on how messed up single guys/women are over 35 years of age.
JOURNAL: FORGIVING YOURSELF
Here I am looking at the point of how I have defined the word ‘intimacy’ as something outside of myself, separate from myself. When I look at the word intimacy, I can see how I have defined this within having a relationship – preferably with my ‘ideal’ relationship partner, which is another point I have written about extensively in previous blog posts. So, I have defined intimacy as something that exists within a relationship, separating myself from intimacy and placing it within a relationship, so that apparently the experience of intimacy is only possible within a relationship. Within the relationship, intimacy is further defined as a lot of touching, hugging, kissing, sex, and ‘deep’ conversations, which is another way of saying conversations that are emotionally charged, usually with the energy of fear.
I have neglected myself, I have avoided self reflection and really facing who I am and what I’ve become, extensively, while in pursuit of love, relationships, and all kinds of ‘higher’ energetic experiences – living a life where I am always looking for the next high because within myself I am ‘empty’ in a kind of way, because by not being intimate with myself, I had abandoned myself, and thus was this insatiable appetite for energetic highs through experiences was created, which I then searched out in romantic relationships.
Thus now it is time do bring myself back to myself, to again become intimate with myself in self honesty, facing who I am and what I have become as a living principle of doing what is best for all life, as from this starting point, I can direct myself in a way that is effective in taking all life into consideration, so that my life is not wasted in a bubble of exclusion, but is rather based on the intimate understanding that all life is one and equal, and thus who I am and how I live should be oriented as such.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to suppress myself with relationships – focusing on my relationship and my partner so that I am not self directive and focused on myself, and giving my attention and concern to my partner and the survival of the relationship, rather than to first be intimate with myself and focus on myself and that what I am living and who I am is that which is best for all life. Thus I commit myself to bring myself back here through breathing, and to focus myself on myself by utilizing tools like breathing, writing, self honesty, self forgiveness and self corrective application – when and as I see myself being prompted to participate in my tendency to look to others/my partner as a way of essentially taking attention away from myself and distracting myself from my only real ‘power’ as an ability to have any real effect in my living and changing this world to a place that is best for all, I stop, and I breathe, and I do not participate in such desires as my thoughts, feelings and emotions, and rather breathe through the fear that drives me to focus on my partner that is justified as the fear of losing the relationship
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to have defined intimacy as something that exists separate from myself, that can only be achieved and experienced through romantic relationships with a beautiful woman, and that I have further defined intimacy within a relationship as touching, kissing, hugging and sex – not seeing and realizing that intimacy is here – it starts with me, alone with myself, being intimate with myself in getting to know myself and standing as life within/principles that consider and are best for all life – thus I commit myself to redefine and live the word ‘intimacy’ as starting with myself, being honest with myself, directing myself, and living a life that takes my self as life/all life into consideration as equal and one, and thus I commit myself to stop the desire to experience intimacy as something separate from myself as sex and sexual touching within a relationship and rather insist that intimacy be expressed from a starting point of self honesty: as self intimacy, equal and one to/as life
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to have defined intimacy as having ‘deep conversations’ with my partner that are emotionally charged, and that I have allowed myself to yearn for this experience/try and create it where I have not first been intimate and honest with myself – thus I commit myself to stop trying to ‘create an experience of intimacy in my relationship as having deep conversations with my partner as a form of trying to control the relationship from a starting point of trying to maintain the survival of the relationship, and rather I begin with self intimacy as self honesty, as the point from which all other self expression as intimacy may emerge, without the fear of losing control of my relationship as the attempt of the mind to try and continue to maintain control by keeping the definition of intimacy as something separate from self within/as a relationship – when/as I see this desire to have an experience of intimacy as deep conversation arise within me, I stop, I breathe, as I see, realize and understand that this is the mind trying to control me through maintaining intimacy as something defined separate from self within a relationship, as the mind is extremely tricky in presenting projections of intimacy that appear real and fulfilling – and thus I remain here as breath and do not participate when such desires arise as my thoughts, feelings and emotions
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to have defined intimacy as creating some kind of experience with my partner wherein we feel like there is a ‘connection’ between us because we have stimulated each other sufficiently into feeling good through having positive thoughts about ourselves, the other and the relationship as such experiences are in alignment with a symbolism of intimacy and love that has been imprinted in my mind through my mind and society – thus I commit myself to no longer define intimacy as purely creating positive experiences with others such as sex or other things that stimulate happy thoughts/feelings, as this can be tricky as it is only giving the mind energy and an experience of happiness but is not necessarily real, as countless relationship experiences have shown me that started out positive this way but ended up negative because once the energy ran out and we were no longer able to stimulate each other through separation (as we had come to know each other better and begin to see that in fact we are not so different and that real ‘love’ is not so elusive and thus exciting) then all of a sudden intimacy and love ceased to exist – thus when and as I see myself desiring to create a positive experience with my partner in some way where we can connect and be stimulated together sufficiently – I stop and breathe, as I see, realize and understand that this desire only exists in the pursuit of keeping a relationship alive that is based in separation – and thus I do not participate in this desire of the mind as thoughts, feelings and emotions, but rather commit myself to remain here as breath and act in self honesty as breath in the physical, without fear of loss as the desire for a relationship directing me
I have neglected myself, I have avoided self reflection and really facing who I am and what I’ve become, extensively, while in pursuit of love, relationships, and all kinds of ‘higher’ energetic experiences – living a life where I am always looking for the next high because within myself I am ‘empty’ in a kind of way, because by not being intimate with myself, I had abandoned myself, and thus was this insatiable appetite for energetic highs through experiences was created, which I then searched out in romantic relationships.
Thus now it is time do bring myself back to myself, to again become intimate with myself in self honesty, facing who I am and what I have become as a living principle of doing what is best for all life, as from this starting point, I can direct myself in a way that is effective in taking all life into consideration, so that my life is not wasted in a bubble of exclusion, but is rather based on the intimate understanding that all life is one and equal, and thus who I am and how I live should be oriented as such.
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to suppress myself with relationships – focusing on my relationship and my partner so that I am not self directive and focused on myself, and giving my attention and concern to my partner and the survival of the relationship, rather than to first be intimate with myself and focus on myself and that what I am living and who I am is that which is best for all life. Thus I commit myself to bring myself back here through breathing, and to focus myself on myself by utilizing tools like breathing, writing, self honesty, self forgiveness and self corrective application – when and as I see myself being prompted to participate in my tendency to look to others/my partner as a way of essentially taking attention away from myself and distracting myself from my only real ‘power’ as an ability to have any real effect in my living and changing this world to a place that is best for all, I stop, and I breathe, and I do not participate in such desires as my thoughts, feelings and emotions, and rather breathe through the fear that drives me to focus on my partner that is justified as the fear of losing the relationship
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to have defined intimacy as something that exists separate from myself, that can only be achieved and experienced through romantic relationships with a beautiful woman, and that I have further defined intimacy within a relationship as touching, kissing, hugging and sex – not seeing and realizing that intimacy is here – it starts with me, alone with myself, being intimate with myself in getting to know myself and standing as life within/principles that consider and are best for all life – thus I commit myself to redefine and live the word ‘intimacy’ as starting with myself, being honest with myself, directing myself, and living a life that takes my self as life/all life into consideration as equal and one, and thus I commit myself to stop the desire to experience intimacy as something separate from myself as sex and sexual touching within a relationship and rather insist that intimacy be expressed from a starting point of self honesty: as self intimacy, equal and one to/as life
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to have defined intimacy as having ‘deep conversations’ with my partner that are emotionally charged, and that I have allowed myself to yearn for this experience/try and create it where I have not first been intimate and honest with myself – thus I commit myself to stop trying to ‘create an experience of intimacy in my relationship as having deep conversations with my partner as a form of trying to control the relationship from a starting point of trying to maintain the survival of the relationship, and rather I begin with self intimacy as self honesty, as the point from which all other self expression as intimacy may emerge, without the fear of losing control of my relationship as the attempt of the mind to try and continue to maintain control by keeping the definition of intimacy as something separate from self within/as a relationship – when/as I see this desire to have an experience of intimacy as deep conversation arise within me, I stop, I breathe, as I see, realize and understand that this is the mind trying to control me through maintaining intimacy as something defined separate from self within a relationship, as the mind is extremely tricky in presenting projections of intimacy that appear real and fulfilling – and thus I remain here as breath and do not participate when such desires arise as my thoughts, feelings and emotions
I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to have defined intimacy as creating some kind of experience with my partner wherein we feel like there is a ‘connection’ between us because we have stimulated each other sufficiently into feeling good through having positive thoughts about ourselves, the other and the relationship as such experiences are in alignment with a symbolism of intimacy and love that has been imprinted in my mind through my mind and society – thus I commit myself to no longer define intimacy as purely creating positive experiences with others such as sex or other things that stimulate happy thoughts/feelings, as this can be tricky as it is only giving the mind energy and an experience of happiness but is not necessarily real, as countless relationship experiences have shown me that started out positive this way but ended up negative because once the energy ran out and we were no longer able to stimulate each other through separation (as we had come to know each other better and begin to see that in fact we are not so different and that real ‘love’ is not so elusive and thus exciting) then all of a sudden intimacy and love ceased to exist – thus when and as I see myself desiring to create a positive experience with my partner in some way where we can connect and be stimulated together sufficiently – I stop and breathe, as I see, realize and understand that this desire only exists in the pursuit of keeping a relationship alive that is based in separation – and thus I do not participate in this desire of the mind as thoughts, feelings and emotions, but rather commit myself to remain here as breath and act in self honesty as breath in the physical, without fear of loss as the desire for a relationship directing me
Friday, June 27, 2014
POETRY: MY BLOOD FLOWS OF YOU
At times I feel as if my blood flows of you,
my heart and mind no longer know what to do.
I am under a spell from your injection of affection
and our bodily connection.
You show me the ways, put me in a daze,
and you never cease to amaze.
I find myself uttering words from deep within,
never realizing that you were the reason I learned to love again.
2
I ache for you...
As the minutes crawl slowly by,
I pine to hear your voice again,
so soothing and warm.
I ache for you...
My heartstrings stretch
across the solitary miles,
tentacles of love
yearning to twine with yours.
I ache for you...
Longing for the day
the eyes that have stared at me
from your photograph,
will gaze into mine, for real.
I ache for you...
Yearning, with the knowledge,
that only your touch, your kiss,
and your sweet caress
will dispel the shadows of loneliness.
Do the gut wrenching pangs of love
afflict you, as they do me?
As I lie awake at night...
I ache for you.
3
Guide me home, to where you are.
Guide me home, it can't be far.
Guide me home, to a loving place.
Guide me home, to your caring face.
Guide me home, where my love can be reflected.
Guide me home, to my warm bed.
Guide me home, where I can rest my weary head
4
love...
the depth of a human soul
the humility of a contrite heart
a fervent laughter
a sparkling tear
fragrance of a nostalgia
a soulful music
brilliance of a million lights
magnificence of a sunrise
a kingdom among the clouds
an enchanting fantasy
all the colors of wild imagination
a child's wish
a dream come true
a noble quest
the pride of triumph
the inner peace
the beauty of life
an eternal bliss
the infinity, and beyond...
5
I see her standing there,
Like a red rose
in the soft winter snow.
I want to reach out and touch her,
But something keeps me
Something beyond my own will.
Is it the feeling of rejection?
The feeling that is only on my behalf
in this perilous relationship.
I stare into her eyes,
Getting a glimpse of galaxies,
A glimpse of beauty within beauty.
I want to tell her that I love her,
But I can't.
I feel like I am imprisoned,
And she is my keeper.
I want to escape her grasp,
But I can't.
I can only stand here,
Watching the one who unknowingly
stole my heart, walk away.
my heart and mind no longer know what to do.
I am under a spell from your injection of affection
and our bodily connection.
You show me the ways, put me in a daze,
and you never cease to amaze.
I find myself uttering words from deep within,
never realizing that you were the reason I learned to love again.
2
I ache for you...
As the minutes crawl slowly by,
I pine to hear your voice again,
so soothing and warm.
I ache for you...
My heartstrings stretch
across the solitary miles,
tentacles of love
yearning to twine with yours.
I ache for you...
Longing for the day
the eyes that have stared at me
from your photograph,
will gaze into mine, for real.
I ache for you...
Yearning, with the knowledge,
that only your touch, your kiss,
and your sweet caress
will dispel the shadows of loneliness.
Do the gut wrenching pangs of love
afflict you, as they do me?
As I lie awake at night...
I ache for you.
3
Guide me home, to where you are.
Guide me home, it can't be far.
Guide me home, to a loving place.
Guide me home, to your caring face.
Guide me home, where my love can be reflected.
Guide me home, to my warm bed.
Guide me home, where I can rest my weary head
4
love...
the depth of a human soul
the humility of a contrite heart
a fervent laughter
a sparkling tear
fragrance of a nostalgia
a soulful music
brilliance of a million lights
magnificence of a sunrise
a kingdom among the clouds
an enchanting fantasy
all the colors of wild imagination
a child's wish
a dream come true
a noble quest
the pride of triumph
the inner peace
the beauty of life
an eternal bliss
the infinity, and beyond...
5
I see her standing there,
Like a red rose
in the soft winter snow.
I want to reach out and touch her,
But something keeps me
Something beyond my own will.
Is it the feeling of rejection?
The feeling that is only on my behalf
in this perilous relationship.
I stare into her eyes,
Getting a glimpse of galaxies,
A glimpse of beauty within beauty.
I want to tell her that I love her,
But I can't.
I feel like I am imprisoned,
And she is my keeper.
I want to escape her grasp,
But I can't.
I can only stand here,
Watching the one who unknowingly
stole my heart, walk away.
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
POETRY: EXPRESS TO ME
My love flows deeper than the deepest river;
through my veins into my soul,
where it possesses my whole being.
You have taken over my every waking thought, my every dream.
You came into my life and stole my heart and made it yours.
I am yours for, though unconsciously, you made me love you.
Perhaps, my heart gave in willingly...
though my brain couldn't let me tell you.
Still the fact remains, that somehow, someway,
I fall deeper in love with you every day.
Deeper then any river, any lake, any valley.
Deeper then I ever thought possible.
2
Express to me what you want, and see if I can understand,
For you want to be fulfilled, and this I also demand.
Hope is only held suspended by one single strand,
For the love that I possess in my heart never can be known as bland.
Open up your heart to me, so that I may prove to you my devotions.
Allow me to convey true beliefs, and tender emotions.
Let us ponder fantasies so explicit, exploring, capturing passions,
Intensifying feelings so deep, yearning for shivering reactions.
Express to me what you want, and see if I can understand,
For you want to be fulfilled, and this I also demand.
Hope is only held suspended by one single strand,
For the love that I possess in my heart never can be known as bland.
Sprinkle me with your caring heart and this will not be in vain,
Gratifying the void of your soul with my tongue,
the truth you will gain.
The undesirable spirit of vanity in this situation will be slain,
And the attempt for capitalism on your emotions I will not obtain.
Express to me what you want, and see if I can understand,
For you want to be fulfilled, and this I also demand.
Hope is only held suspended by one single strand.
For the love that I possess in my heart never can be known as bland.
3
As I feel the warmth
Of your breath
My soul shudders
My mind explodes
Feelings of love
Kisses foretold
Your lips upon mine
Your body so close
The truest beauty
Of heaven therefore
Taking it all in
The volume of love
Expansion extreme
The feeling of your lips
So vibrant, so tender
Kissing my neck
The whisp of your breath
Once more I can feel
The hottness of your lips
The passionate kiss
4
Everyday my eyes are awake with you in my mind
Your tender love always keeps me so blind
I wanna light up your face with happiness
And erase every single trace of sadness
Just to be sure you're always embraced
I wanna hold your hands and take you to foreign lands
Making sure you're living nice feeling like you're in paradise
You and me are a team that can together live our dream
I think of you and me and how things should be
That's you and me together living our dream
At nights I reminisce how we were together in bliss
Hearing your voice and imagining your sweet kiss
No one can feel for you the way I do
You've faced closed doors and are sore
So let me be yours and you will always see open doors
through my veins into my soul,
where it possesses my whole being.
You have taken over my every waking thought, my every dream.
You came into my life and stole my heart and made it yours.
I am yours for, though unconsciously, you made me love you.
Perhaps, my heart gave in willingly...
though my brain couldn't let me tell you.
Still the fact remains, that somehow, someway,
I fall deeper in love with you every day.
Deeper then any river, any lake, any valley.
Deeper then I ever thought possible.
2
Express to me what you want, and see if I can understand,
For you want to be fulfilled, and this I also demand.
Hope is only held suspended by one single strand,
For the love that I possess in my heart never can be known as bland.
Open up your heart to me, so that I may prove to you my devotions.
Allow me to convey true beliefs, and tender emotions.
Let us ponder fantasies so explicit, exploring, capturing passions,
Intensifying feelings so deep, yearning for shivering reactions.
Express to me what you want, and see if I can understand,
For you want to be fulfilled, and this I also demand.
Hope is only held suspended by one single strand,
For the love that I possess in my heart never can be known as bland.
Sprinkle me with your caring heart and this will not be in vain,
Gratifying the void of your soul with my tongue,
the truth you will gain.
The undesirable spirit of vanity in this situation will be slain,
And the attempt for capitalism on your emotions I will not obtain.
Express to me what you want, and see if I can understand,
For you want to be fulfilled, and this I also demand.
Hope is only held suspended by one single strand.
For the love that I possess in my heart never can be known as bland.
3
As I feel the warmth
Of your breath
My soul shudders
My mind explodes
Feelings of love
Kisses foretold
Your lips upon mine
Your body so close
The truest beauty
Of heaven therefore
Taking it all in
The volume of love
Expansion extreme
The feeling of your lips
So vibrant, so tender
Kissing my neck
The whisp of your breath
Once more I can feel
The hottness of your lips
The passionate kiss
4
Everyday my eyes are awake with you in my mind
Your tender love always keeps me so blind
I wanna light up your face with happiness
And erase every single trace of sadness
Just to be sure you're always embraced
I wanna hold your hands and take you to foreign lands
Making sure you're living nice feeling like you're in paradise
You and me are a team that can together live our dream
I think of you and me and how things should be
That's you and me together living our dream
At nights I reminisce how we were together in bliss
Hearing your voice and imagining your sweet kiss
No one can feel for you the way I do
You've faced closed doors and are sore
So let me be yours and you will always see open doors
Monday, June 23, 2014
PERSONAL : THE REAL MAN
Hello!! Yes, I know you are going to skip this first line and go look at my photos right away. It’s OK, I don’t mind. After all, I’m going to do the same thing with yours… if I haven’t already!
You’re back? Good, I didn’t scare you away after all. Well, since you aren’t phased by my Adonis-like look, I should probably tell you other wonderful things about myself!
What do you call a guy who has the best traits of the Bad Boy and Nice Guy rolled into one? A Real Man. This is the figure that women crave when they say “I want a real man,” or “Where have all the real men gone? By day I’m a slave to Armani and Kenneth Cole, but in the evening you’ll find I’m best friends with worn in Diesel denim and a pair of supple Steve Madden loafers.Somewhere in my stack of Sports Illustrated you’ll notice a few carefully concealed copies of GQ. Just because I’m a man doesn’t mean I don’t want to look great when I take my girl out on the town. Chivalry isn’t dead. Don’t be offended if I open the door for you, offer you my arm as we walk, and give you my jacket if the night turns cold. That’s just the way it is
I love to hike, and like to explore the mountains every chance I get. On occasion I take my neighbor’s Labrador retriever with me on longer walks (everything’s better with a dog!) It’s worked out to my advantage, since he carries his weight, makes great conversation, drags me up the steep parts, and knows the trails even better than I do.I had my friends over for poker last night (every first Friday of the month) and told them about this online dating thing. They were surprisingly supportive. I then proceeded to beat the pants off them and take all their money. Hey, it’s poker, what can I say! I love’em, but I ain’t letting them win! For me, travel is romance and adventure rolled into one. There is something breathtaking about stepping onto a plane in a modern city of skyscrapers and freeways and stepping off mere hours later into a city of ancient cathedrals, narrow cobblestone roads, steamy crowded markets and tiny theaters. While I love a white sandy beach at an all-inclusive resort, the real adventure for me is exploring places that your average tourist passes up. Personally...I think I put my travel agent’s kids through med school by the time I was 25. If it has got a white sandy beach and crystal clear blue water with gulls squawking overhead, I’ve either been there or am going next week! I’ll bring the coconut drinks with umbrellas – you bring the sun block!
During the summer you’ll find me covered in sand at my rec beach volleyball league (psst, we need a cheerleader!) We have so much fun, it’s worth the occasional mouthful of sand, especially with the crashing waves and cool breeze making a perfect setting. And in the winter? Before the snow starts falling in the mountains I’ve already got the first snowboarding trip lined up. Priority one is finding a cozy little ski lodge with a steamy. Adventure runs in my family and you will never get bored with me around. My idea of real romance is to pick you up after work, not tell you where we are going, drive far up into the mountains under the stars, and build us a small fire in the still night air. The silence is broken only by the odd owl hooting in the distance. We’ll pop open a bottle of bubbly champagne, set up a tent, then I’ll tell you… I accidentally brought only one sleeping bag…Although I grew up with my parents listening to Simon & Garfunkle, Pink Floyd opened me up to real music. From there it became Guns ‘N Roses, then Pearl71Jam, then Sublime, then the Fugees, then Bob Marley, then Johnny Cash. Now I’m somehow back to Simon & Garfunkle. Go figure. I’m a horror movie buff, but don’t worry, I won’t subject you to Friday The 13thpart 27… I only dig the classics… Shining, Jaws, Night of The Living Dead. I’ll cover your eyes during the scary parts if you need me to.
I read this great e-book on online dating once… OK, seriously though, when they started putting coffee shops into book stores, my life became heaven. You can find me there every other Sunday, browsing for an hour before I pick up my book for the following week. Did you know Las Vegas has a law stating that you can’t ride a donkey into a casino while wearing an Elvis costume? I didn’t either. Yeah… It was a hell of a bachelor party until the cops showed up.
While I’ve never taken a cooking class, I take pride in my self taught culinary skills. A good third of the books I own are cookbooks. Canard a l’orange, lambsouvlaki, Kraft Dinner & hot dogs… you name it, I can cook it. And if I can’t? Well there are lots of good restaurants near my house instead. I love to dance. There are few pleasures as sensual as moving on the dance floor, the warm hand of a beautiful woman in yours, while the rhythmic beat of the music fills you both up from head to toe. The background blurs away into a sea of swirling strobe lights and all you can see are each other’s eyes as your bodies sway together, late into the night
I love where I live, my gym is not that far from my house and my work so I can always get a good workout either in the morning or on the way home. I’m not addicted to it, but I love the feeling of exercise and no girl ever complained about a guy who stays fit!. I usually get approached by women who are only interested in me for my job and always ask what type of doctor I am.. I’d much rather let you like me for me, not for what I do. How about I tell you at the end of the first date? It’s been a long standing tradition in my family for the men to BBQ ribs. Yes, we even have a secret family recipe. They are delicious, tender, sweet, and juicy. No I won’t give the recipe to you, but if we get along you’re in for a treat.
As for the family, my sister (younger) is still one of my best friends. Mom and Dad are amazed, since we fought constantly as kids.She’s married now and has two sons and now I’ve got a tshirt that says “World’s Best Uncle”. If they only knew how many cartoons we watch while I’m babysitting…Those are the things that all my friends know about me. Here’s the thing that they don’t… All the reading and music my parents tried to force on me… stuck. My big secret is this: My favorite way to spend a Saturday isn’t sports, but to curl up in my oversized hammock in the back yard with a good book, cool drink, and my favorite girl snuggled up beside me with a book of her own.If that’s the type of weekend you enjoy, if you don’t mind a guy who constantly picks you up in his arms and carries you out to the back yard to join him, and if you can handle having someone play guitar for you once in a while, we should talk. Looking forward to your email.
I’d better start wrapping this up, got to head out with my friends for the evening and I need some prep time. Nothing stages a great evening like a hot shower and a crisp clean shirt to feel your best for a night out on the town.But before I leave...imagine.....meeting a man who wants to enjoy living and experiencing life to its fullest. How will it feel when you meet a man that you can relax with, feel comfort with and attraction for...and be your true fun loving self? If you can imagine yourself getting to know a well educated, successful, established doctor and sharing what life has to offer, make sure you have a photo with your response. It isn't that I care about how you look...but, have you ever just looked at someone and right away....you feel a instantaneous connection with this person? Have you ever seen someone and instantly, you feel like you need to get to know this guy better?
As your sitting at your computer, reading this, and wondering if ]you should reply, i should let you know that I appreciate good looks, but I am more interested in a woman with a strong spirit and a great outlook on life.I am looking for a smart and honest women. A women who knows that it is good to be friends as well as lovers...isn't it? like I said above- good looks are common, inner beauty is much harder to find.
You’re back? Good, I didn’t scare you away after all. Well, since you aren’t phased by my Adonis-like look, I should probably tell you other wonderful things about myself!
What do you call a guy who has the best traits of the Bad Boy and Nice Guy rolled into one? A Real Man. This is the figure that women crave when they say “I want a real man,” or “Where have all the real men gone? By day I’m a slave to Armani and Kenneth Cole, but in the evening you’ll find I’m best friends with worn in Diesel denim and a pair of supple Steve Madden loafers.Somewhere in my stack of Sports Illustrated you’ll notice a few carefully concealed copies of GQ. Just because I’m a man doesn’t mean I don’t want to look great when I take my girl out on the town. Chivalry isn’t dead. Don’t be offended if I open the door for you, offer you my arm as we walk, and give you my jacket if the night turns cold. That’s just the way it is
I love to hike, and like to explore the mountains every chance I get. On occasion I take my neighbor’s Labrador retriever with me on longer walks (everything’s better with a dog!) It’s worked out to my advantage, since he carries his weight, makes great conversation, drags me up the steep parts, and knows the trails even better than I do.I had my friends over for poker last night (every first Friday of the month) and told them about this online dating thing. They were surprisingly supportive. I then proceeded to beat the pants off them and take all their money. Hey, it’s poker, what can I say! I love’em, but I ain’t letting them win! For me, travel is romance and adventure rolled into one. There is something breathtaking about stepping onto a plane in a modern city of skyscrapers and freeways and stepping off mere hours later into a city of ancient cathedrals, narrow cobblestone roads, steamy crowded markets and tiny theaters. While I love a white sandy beach at an all-inclusive resort, the real adventure for me is exploring places that your average tourist passes up. Personally...I think I put my travel agent’s kids through med school by the time I was 25. If it has got a white sandy beach and crystal clear blue water with gulls squawking overhead, I’ve either been there or am going next week! I’ll bring the coconut drinks with umbrellas – you bring the sun block!
During the summer you’ll find me covered in sand at my rec beach volleyball league (psst, we need a cheerleader!) We have so much fun, it’s worth the occasional mouthful of sand, especially with the crashing waves and cool breeze making a perfect setting. And in the winter? Before the snow starts falling in the mountains I’ve already got the first snowboarding trip lined up. Priority one is finding a cozy little ski lodge with a steamy. Adventure runs in my family and you will never get bored with me around. My idea of real romance is to pick you up after work, not tell you where we are going, drive far up into the mountains under the stars, and build us a small fire in the still night air. The silence is broken only by the odd owl hooting in the distance. We’ll pop open a bottle of bubbly champagne, set up a tent, then I’ll tell you… I accidentally brought only one sleeping bag…Although I grew up with my parents listening to Simon & Garfunkle, Pink Floyd opened me up to real music. From there it became Guns ‘N Roses, then Pearl71Jam, then Sublime, then the Fugees, then Bob Marley, then Johnny Cash. Now I’m somehow back to Simon & Garfunkle. Go figure. I’m a horror movie buff, but don’t worry, I won’t subject you to Friday The 13thpart 27… I only dig the classics… Shining, Jaws, Night of The Living Dead. I’ll cover your eyes during the scary parts if you need me to.
I read this great e-book on online dating once… OK, seriously though, when they started putting coffee shops into book stores, my life became heaven. You can find me there every other Sunday, browsing for an hour before I pick up my book for the following week. Did you know Las Vegas has a law stating that you can’t ride a donkey into a casino while wearing an Elvis costume? I didn’t either. Yeah… It was a hell of a bachelor party until the cops showed up.
While I’ve never taken a cooking class, I take pride in my self taught culinary skills. A good third of the books I own are cookbooks. Canard a l’orange, lambsouvlaki, Kraft Dinner & hot dogs… you name it, I can cook it. And if I can’t? Well there are lots of good restaurants near my house instead. I love to dance. There are few pleasures as sensual as moving on the dance floor, the warm hand of a beautiful woman in yours, while the rhythmic beat of the music fills you both up from head to toe. The background blurs away into a sea of swirling strobe lights and all you can see are each other’s eyes as your bodies sway together, late into the night
I love where I live, my gym is not that far from my house and my work so I can always get a good workout either in the morning or on the way home. I’m not addicted to it, but I love the feeling of exercise and no girl ever complained about a guy who stays fit!. I usually get approached by women who are only interested in me for my job and always ask what type of doctor I am.. I’d much rather let you like me for me, not for what I do. How about I tell you at the end of the first date? It’s been a long standing tradition in my family for the men to BBQ ribs. Yes, we even have a secret family recipe. They are delicious, tender, sweet, and juicy. No I won’t give the recipe to you, but if we get along you’re in for a treat.
As for the family, my sister (younger) is still one of my best friends. Mom and Dad are amazed, since we fought constantly as kids.She’s married now and has two sons and now I’ve got a tshirt that says “World’s Best Uncle”. If they only knew how many cartoons we watch while I’m babysitting…Those are the things that all my friends know about me. Here’s the thing that they don’t… All the reading and music my parents tried to force on me… stuck. My big secret is this: My favorite way to spend a Saturday isn’t sports, but to curl up in my oversized hammock in the back yard with a good book, cool drink, and my favorite girl snuggled up beside me with a book of her own.If that’s the type of weekend you enjoy, if you don’t mind a guy who constantly picks you up in his arms and carries you out to the back yard to join him, and if you can handle having someone play guitar for you once in a while, we should talk. Looking forward to your email.
I’d better start wrapping this up, got to head out with my friends for the evening and I need some prep time. Nothing stages a great evening like a hot shower and a crisp clean shirt to feel your best for a night out on the town.But before I leave...imagine.....meeting a man who wants to enjoy living and experiencing life to its fullest. How will it feel when you meet a man that you can relax with, feel comfort with and attraction for...and be your true fun loving self? If you can imagine yourself getting to know a well educated, successful, established doctor and sharing what life has to offer, make sure you have a photo with your response. It isn't that I care about how you look...but, have you ever just looked at someone and right away....you feel a instantaneous connection with this person? Have you ever seen someone and instantly, you feel like you need to get to know this guy better?
As your sitting at your computer, reading this, and wondering if ]you should reply, i should let you know that I appreciate good looks, but I am more interested in a woman with a strong spirit and a great outlook on life.I am looking for a smart and honest women. A women who knows that it is good to be friends as well as lovers...isn't it? like I said above- good looks are common, inner beauty is much harder to find.
POETRY: SERENDIPITY LED US
We are so fortunate,you and I. serendipity led us into the same patch of light,and there,in a moment of blessed revelation,we saw the complement of Self in each other.Perhaps that is the moment love dawns:when each senses in the other a redolence branded in memory:and that scent burns to beget lucidity, in which faith is birthed.Holding hands is transmuted to the act of coming home: Fingers forget which hand they belong to, only know that where before was space, is kinship.Love dawns and we - benighted and bemused - belong.Time cannot erase memories of moments deeply felt. Timid Love songs veiled in poetry,knocking on the door to your heart or those indescribable emotions stirred in me while looking in your eyes... One by one the years, they pass in utter indifference, leaving us with our share of life's experiences.Slowly, but surely, though,wisdom grows from the ever fading doubts. Some day when we are on the great Cosmic journey,and the Earth is a million miles behind,I'll see you hold in your hands,The magic of a shooting star.I'll smile to you as you cry tears of laughter,and wonder at the fulfilment of promises,to an answered wish, I made light years ago.
Summer nights,
burning slow.
Together we are quiet
we have no place to go.
Happy from the words,
you sweetly speak.
Joy is right before me,
no longer will I seek.
For in these moments,
spent with you
I find I am complete,
and all around us shines.....
...a brilliant golden hue.
2
I hear you singing in my heart
Your voice, so clear and compassionate
Your expression, so bold and sure
It draws me closer to you
I see the sincerity of your heart
In everything you do
Helping others who really need it
Changing the lives of the lost
I gaze in awe and wonder
Jesus, who is this I see?
Has anyone ever shown so much love?
She can?t be human, maybe straight from above
No wings on her back
She doesn?t shine as bright
But something inside... pure and right
Though I give into reality
She will always be an angel to me
3
An eternity of emptiness cannot compare to her moment's disregard,
Nor can hell's hot breath sear my soul as can her touch.
Her slightest whim becomes my lifetime's most cardinal pursuit,
And my greatest achievements are measured by the length of her smile.
Dare I compare the depths of her eyes to heaven's great vastness?
For surely such injustice cannot be endured by God's greatest work
4
Gazing deep into my eyes
you read into the thoughts deep in my soul
you become me
feeling all of me
seeing what I see
we are one
like no other
we are we
you are me
I am you
a love so true
like nothing we have ever felt or seen before
quenching the thirst of my thirsty heart
Raining down on my drought
transforming my calm stream
into a raging river
filled with a burst of ecstasy
my heart is overflwing with your love
it drips with bliss
it runs with happiness
a joy of fullfillment
like spring after winter
flowers bloom
the earth turns green
I am experiencing
New love
4
Dear Sweetheart...
To have found a love like ours
is like a beautiful garden of flowers
with a heavenly scent,
and more loveliness than we mortals
have ever had the rashness to achieve.
Our garden of life is like a sweet dream,
or an afterlife in which real people
know the joy that we thought
only angels could enjoy.
Summer nights,
burning slow.
Together we are quiet
we have no place to go.
Happy from the words,
you sweetly speak.
Joy is right before me,
no longer will I seek.
For in these moments,
spent with you
I find I am complete,
and all around us shines.....
...a brilliant golden hue.
2
I hear you singing in my heart
Your voice, so clear and compassionate
Your expression, so bold and sure
It draws me closer to you
I see the sincerity of your heart
In everything you do
Helping others who really need it
Changing the lives of the lost
I gaze in awe and wonder
Jesus, who is this I see?
Has anyone ever shown so much love?
She can?t be human, maybe straight from above
No wings on her back
She doesn?t shine as bright
But something inside... pure and right
Though I give into reality
She will always be an angel to me
3
An eternity of emptiness cannot compare to her moment's disregard,
Nor can hell's hot breath sear my soul as can her touch.
Her slightest whim becomes my lifetime's most cardinal pursuit,
And my greatest achievements are measured by the length of her smile.
Dare I compare the depths of her eyes to heaven's great vastness?
For surely such injustice cannot be endured by God's greatest work
4
Gazing deep into my eyes
you read into the thoughts deep in my soul
you become me
feeling all of me
seeing what I see
we are one
like no other
we are we
you are me
I am you
a love so true
like nothing we have ever felt or seen before
quenching the thirst of my thirsty heart
Raining down on my drought
transforming my calm stream
into a raging river
filled with a burst of ecstasy
my heart is overflwing with your love
it drips with bliss
it runs with happiness
a joy of fullfillment
like spring after winter
flowers bloom
the earth turns green
I am experiencing
New love
4
Dear Sweetheart...
To have found a love like ours
is like a beautiful garden of flowers
with a heavenly scent,
and more loveliness than we mortals
have ever had the rashness to achieve.
Our garden of life is like a sweet dream,
or an afterlife in which real people
know the joy that we thought
only angels could enjoy.
Sunday, June 22, 2014
LOVE/DATING :TO ALL THE WOMAN WHO FINALLY WANT THE NICE GUYS
You had your chance on our first (and only) date. I held the door open for you and bought you dinner at that 5-star restaurant you so slyly worked into the conversation. You looked amazing and I went all out to impress you. You walked through the door I held open for you without a thank you or really any acknowledgement of my little gesture.
I asked you about your hopes and dreams and listened to you bitch about your ex-boyfriend as you ordered that $100 bone-in ribeye and the wine with the fancy vintage you just had to try. You finished the wine but took most of the steak home in a doggy bag. I only now realize that it was the ex-boyfriend you were texting all evening, I hope he enjoyed the steak I bought him. By the way that “emergency call” you got after dinner didn’t fool anyone. I’m not stupid, unlike most of the guys you’ve dated.
You’re not nice, honey, you’re bitter.
I was wonderful to you, I was a gentleman. I treated you with respect, like a lady deserves to be treated. I enjoyed your company and you had my full attention. I didn’t expect anything in return except a chance to win your heart. I’m stable, I’m a good provider, I want marriage and kids in my future. I’m the man of your dreams, but you couldn’t see that. Or maybe you just didn’t care. You were pretty preoccupied with your texting.
But now you’re ready to date me? Really? You’ll excuse me if I’m not jumping for joy. You’ve dissed me, rejected me, took advantage of me, dodged my goodnight kiss and couldn’t wait to get away from me. Now suddenly you want me? Sorry, I’m not buying it.
I get it though, now that you’re on the downside of 30, the wrinkles are starting, the body is sagging and you have stretch marks and that c-section scar from pushing out that bad boy’s rugrat. I know it was impossible to see that that deadbeat irresponsible jerk was actually a deadbeat irresponsible jerk, but that’s not my problem. While you were waiting for those texts that never came I was busy getting my career in order and maximizing my credit score. Now my biggest issue is deciding which color BMW I’m going to buy. Why in the world would I choose to take on you and your problems?
In your twenties you barely gave me the time of day. Meanwhile you were jumping in bed with any guy with a neck tattoo or a prison record. Why would I date you? I know where you’ve been, and I hope you’ve been tested. From the trail of bad boys and the mistreatment you tolerated, no, invited into your life and seeing all the drama you created for yourself, I can only conclude that you don’t need a nice guy, you need therapy! I’m a simple guy and like my life uncomplicated. You are the human embodiment of drama and chaos, I’d have to be crazier than, well… YOU to take on your baggage.
Face it, you’d get sick of me and my nice guy ways. I’ll remember your birthday and our anniversary and I’ll buy you flowers on both. I’ll treat you with respect and you’ll get bored. I know damn well you’re going to end up cheating on me, and I don’t plan on giving you half my stuff when you do. I work hard for what I have and now that I’ve achieved a little success I would love someone to share my life with. But that’s not going to be you. You thought I wasn’t worthy of you back then and I feel you’re not worthy of me now.
Now that the bad boys have used you up and moved on to women 10 years younger, so have I. It’s a funny thing, now that I’ve achieved a little success, drive a nice car and have stability in my life, I’m getting attention from those girls too. I don’t need you anymore. I’m not in the mood to deal with you, your issues, or your ex and his issues. I’m not looking to help you raise the mini-me version of some guy you used to bang. I want my own children someday, not the offspring of Mr. Neck Tattoo.
Truth is though, I’m happy for you. I really am. It’s about time you matured and came to your senses about the thugs and losers you just couldn’t resist. But I wasn’t sitting by the phone waiting for you to realize I’m a great guy. I wrote you off long ago. You’ve learned some important lessons and so have I. In fact you taught me one, you taught me not to date girls like you.
Speaking for the nice guys out there, you’re too late.
We want a good girl not some bad boy’s leftovers. And the fact that you’re still out there dating tells me the bad boys don’t want you either. Enjoy dressing your cat up for Halloween and cherish your bad boy memories, I hope they keep you warm at night. I’m just not that into you anymore.
I asked you about your hopes and dreams and listened to you bitch about your ex-boyfriend as you ordered that $100 bone-in ribeye and the wine with the fancy vintage you just had to try. You finished the wine but took most of the steak home in a doggy bag. I only now realize that it was the ex-boyfriend you were texting all evening, I hope he enjoyed the steak I bought him. By the way that “emergency call” you got after dinner didn’t fool anyone. I’m not stupid, unlike most of the guys you’ve dated.
You’re not nice, honey, you’re bitter.
I was wonderful to you, I was a gentleman. I treated you with respect, like a lady deserves to be treated. I enjoyed your company and you had my full attention. I didn’t expect anything in return except a chance to win your heart. I’m stable, I’m a good provider, I want marriage and kids in my future. I’m the man of your dreams, but you couldn’t see that. Or maybe you just didn’t care. You were pretty preoccupied with your texting.
But now you’re ready to date me? Really? You’ll excuse me if I’m not jumping for joy. You’ve dissed me, rejected me, took advantage of me, dodged my goodnight kiss and couldn’t wait to get away from me. Now suddenly you want me? Sorry, I’m not buying it.
I get it though, now that you’re on the downside of 30, the wrinkles are starting, the body is sagging and you have stretch marks and that c-section scar from pushing out that bad boy’s rugrat. I know it was impossible to see that that deadbeat irresponsible jerk was actually a deadbeat irresponsible jerk, but that’s not my problem. While you were waiting for those texts that never came I was busy getting my career in order and maximizing my credit score. Now my biggest issue is deciding which color BMW I’m going to buy. Why in the world would I choose to take on you and your problems?
In your twenties you barely gave me the time of day. Meanwhile you were jumping in bed with any guy with a neck tattoo or a prison record. Why would I date you? I know where you’ve been, and I hope you’ve been tested. From the trail of bad boys and the mistreatment you tolerated, no, invited into your life and seeing all the drama you created for yourself, I can only conclude that you don’t need a nice guy, you need therapy! I’m a simple guy and like my life uncomplicated. You are the human embodiment of drama and chaos, I’d have to be crazier than, well… YOU to take on your baggage.
Face it, you’d get sick of me and my nice guy ways. I’ll remember your birthday and our anniversary and I’ll buy you flowers on both. I’ll treat you with respect and you’ll get bored. I know damn well you’re going to end up cheating on me, and I don’t plan on giving you half my stuff when you do. I work hard for what I have and now that I’ve achieved a little success I would love someone to share my life with. But that’s not going to be you. You thought I wasn’t worthy of you back then and I feel you’re not worthy of me now.
Now that the bad boys have used you up and moved on to women 10 years younger, so have I. It’s a funny thing, now that I’ve achieved a little success, drive a nice car and have stability in my life, I’m getting attention from those girls too. I don’t need you anymore. I’m not in the mood to deal with you, your issues, or your ex and his issues. I’m not looking to help you raise the mini-me version of some guy you used to bang. I want my own children someday, not the offspring of Mr. Neck Tattoo.
Truth is though, I’m happy for you. I really am. It’s about time you matured and came to your senses about the thugs and losers you just couldn’t resist. But I wasn’t sitting by the phone waiting for you to realize I’m a great guy. I wrote you off long ago. You’ve learned some important lessons and so have I. In fact you taught me one, you taught me not to date girls like you.
Speaking for the nice guys out there, you’re too late.
We want a good girl not some bad boy’s leftovers. And the fact that you’re still out there dating tells me the bad boys don’t want you either. Enjoy dressing your cat up for Halloween and cherish your bad boy memories, I hope they keep you warm at night. I’m just not that into you anymore.
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