live like life is about to escape you |
it is amazingthe concept of lifeeven more the mystery of deathon pillars one day and the sec you slip up, those said pillars are the source of your death....crushedlive like you see the car about to s...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Jul 2009 17:57:00 GMT |
rediscovered 3/20/09 |
A poem written by a person whose work I chersish..........i want you to be honest with mewith your feelingsemotionsdisappointmentsthoughtssecretsangeri want you to stand in front menakednot in clothin...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 09:00:00 GMT |
feeling |
i remember the feeling
more so
than the act,
i try not to.
my imagination
does it better justice.
Posted by on Mon, 06 Oct 2008 22:11:00 GMT |
Reality |
you are what i say you aresee you are in my world nowthe lunar attraction is directed by my presencemy nipples; north and south poles firm, pointed, ice rock hardhurricane ike ...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 08:47:00 GMT |
Idyll |
i miss the simple things the crossed t's and the i's with dotsi don't know what took them away in the first place the complications? searches for more?i think i might have misp...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 07:22:00 GMT |
What I want, what i strive for, and will get....for myself |
I got this off another person's blog but it fit so wonderfully with what i want for myself. i thought how beautiful for someone else to verbalize it for me"I want to love and be loved. thoroughly. de...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 20:24:00 GMT |
i see |
i see you all viewing......comment! Tell me that you feel about what you read
Posted by on Thu, 14 Aug 2008 05:23:00 GMT |
He said, She said |
He said " Miscellaneous beings; I enjoy your company, your freedom of expression, lack of outward inhibitions. We both release pent up aggression to uncover our soulful interpolationof beings."She sai...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 17:24:00 GMT |
ONE MUST |
ONE MUST NOT HATE
BUT IF U MUST
HATE ALL THINGS EQUALLY
SO YOU WILL NOT BE BIASED TO ANYTHING/ONE
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 12:25:00 GMT |
i was-am-no longer castrated |
i was castrated, for i was SOLD.
odium mixed; fill me; as i was diluted.
my heritage escaped me. i was a captive of their captivity.
I was his sex toy, his servant, her pillar...
Posted by on Sat, 24 May 2008 02:11:00 GMT |
