lester

Learning to be the best I can be. Willing to change the shape of the box and move beyond the walls. Not afraid to change and comfortable in what I know to be. Life is the cake love is the icing. Within the realm on my choices I can conquer the world. Artist, cook, writer, gardener, traveler, actor, teacher, director, lover of my pets, home and the people that inspirer my soul. Italian / Hungarian................A poem written to man blinded by his lust......From the moment you entered... all was done in your name... all I had was yours... all I was able to give began to bloom... there was nothing I wouldn’t do... do for you... love is that strong... so when you told me to... to sever my emotions... what was I to do... what was my chose... but honor your demand... for your happiness is my command... to look at you as if the first time, to look again... again at you... to see you as a stranger... anew... and start a new day with new eyes... to create a different story of you... maybe this time more truthful... of who you really are... not the man of my dreams... this time to... to watch your actions... and hear of the things you do... from others my friends ... what you do when I'm not there... to know what you allow into your life... things that you seek... things I didn't want to see... my prince charming... that you were not... and approach you as a stranger once more and see... so what choice did I have... what more could I do... but to honor your demand... for love has no chose... does it... but to obey... for anything less would not be of love... I hope you find it... your wish is my command... your happiness is all I desire... for you brought out the child in me... asleep for to long... hiding in the darkness of disbelief... afraid to come out and play... your smile enchanted my soul... opening my heart... your smile was the key... unlocking the door of safety... I thought... free once again to love... your warmth the power to force it open... what choice but drowned in the sparkle of warm eyes... love has no choice but to obey... to be mesmerized by the touch of soft lips.. your lips so sweet... your spell... now for that you have ordered of me... sever my emotions... how cruel and callous... my prince you are not... your decree for all of me must change... and never look at you again... the way I was once free to do... the way I was born to do... for love has no choice but to obey... and let you go... go on your way... now all I have shown you of me will change... all of me... all I once was free to be... for you don’t want my heart... my love... the most powerful of gifts to won... I won... so I will obey... for I must... I must obey... obey and force my love to hide... to hide from you... go back in the dark... to hide from you... and protect... to hide what was once me... that was once given to you...