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About Me

I am poet. I think and dream poetry. Everyday gives gifts that I want to forever translate into a poem. I love life and live to have fun, laugh, put my feet in the water, kick it up, and run on sand in my sun dress. I am that sunny day in May, when spring is in its prime, a few rain showers transitioning into summer. Basically, I have my moments, but that don't last long at all. I cherish my family and friends. The people in my life are the most important to me. My wish for everyone on here and in the world is to learn how to love and love the journey life takes you on. Kisses.


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by Water
at the lake by me.
I'm sitting here reading
and I wish you were with me.
The story is only beginning
but already &nbsp the heorine is a fool
in love with a man who lies
and is beautiful.
This is the moment
I send you the photo of the lake.
I do not yet know
if she will acknowledge she's already foolish.
I guess what happens.
It's only sixty degrees and here today
the lake is at its blue-greenest
which makes wind.
My fingers are cool cold.
Yes you should be with me.
I'm laying here by water waiting.
Said She
Your name is candy on lips.
I taste
until you are color on tongues.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I'd like to meet anyone who truly understands the definition of love, people who know what it means to really love everyone. I want to meet people who are full of life and strive to glow in its energy at all times.

My Blog

The Retrospection of Happiness

How does one come to measure their own happiness?  More specifically how does one come to measure their own happiness in relation to those they are involved with and those they were formally invo...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 20:47:00 GMT

restless

ok...so it's about 12:35 and it feels like it's 9.  i think i've become an insomoniac.  i've been through ginuwine, case, and davina.  with all of that mellowness one would think that f...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jan 2006 21:35:00 GMT

circumstances

the most torturous thing is knowing what didn't work out, could have.
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jan 2006 11:37:00 GMT

Like This

Loving you like this pleases pillows, shreds death like petals I pulled from your eyes.   Loving you like this fills the peace dug out on nights ghosts from your lips fly to find my neck's arch. ...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jan 2006 10:21:00 GMT