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Thursday, November 20, 2008

HOW DO I


Sitting here in confusion debating with the confliction of past and present, how do I divide the two? When do you let what has died lie, and let the present represent it self and be the focus of today.

I've been pained my heart has been broken I wear the fabric of worn and misused. I want to trust, I want to need to love but cant see pass the misery thats haunts me. My mind just won't let me be, trying to sleep tossing and turning from the nightmares; the pain of hurt keep taunting me.

How do i get pass the others ones mistakes? How do i allow the next ones in and pass the guarded gate? How do I erase partial of myself so I can begin to breath? How do I heal a wound with scar tissue that fester from the slightness of touch?

These are the questions I ask myself right before bed, this is what tugs at me in my head. Why can't I just lay down and close my eyes? How do I or should I just pray to God and say "Please take this pain from me, please set me free.

You know what? I just realize! I have yet to cry....Why?Because I have yet to unchain these shackles so the tears can flow from my eyes....HOW DO I.....

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

INSIDE


Sitting in mediation, flowing in motion. Captivating each thought while engaged in the endurance. Some are sharp lingers on more then others.


Penetrating and stimulating covering like a blanket of coals. Trying to devour as it pierces through like a sharp shinning object with a purpose to conquer and defeat.


Leaving trails of darkness continuing on like the abyss. Where is this? Am I swallowed alive by this bottomless beast? What is this that plaques? It’s strong, tough, and harsh ripping and clawing at my heart. Oh the pain, striking and missing the main vein.


Your name, Could it be “Misery” trying to defeat the love within me? Lord hear me, its possessing me. Hear me plead set me free I am trying to fight, where’s the light? Blinded without sight .....
inside my soul I fight

UNTIL I RISE


Trying times creeps in breaking into my memories, hitting like a ton of bricks with heavy blows; below the levels of tolerance.


Taring back the flesh exposing it to old and new wounds. Destroying tones that once held a sweet melody,


Watching as it deteriorate and shatter hopes and dreams, losing its clutches that once clingles so tightly.


Ripping and shredding the words I love you that was ink spilt across many sheets of paper. Sad though to find out the those words held no value. I have been severly wounded and defeated from the miscarriage of love.


Now that I have become weary, weak and beat in time, my emotions has come to a still. So I pause here and set down my load and rest, I rest here until rise; I will rise when I have rested from all that has been invested.


Monday, November 10, 2008

His Wish

"His wish"

The sweetest wish how I want to be there to place a kiss on your lipsTouching and tasting the Sweet flesh of you craving the aroma of your essence you release. Pressing my endless dark brown skin against your mocha delight.

My Sweet, sexy, sensual Queen... I love you. I want to need you like I think you. I want my love to swirl all around you. How I want my tongue carrying the taste of you... there's no place upon you I will ignore. I want your whole existence touched, invaded by my passion.

I will give you me purely whole, heartedly without resistance. I want to be charted territory to you. So feed to nourish me with your arising. My soul thirst the comfort to be sooth from our spiritual bond.

Fulfill my appetite with your every spoken word. Consume me woman with your all in all, have it intrigued me into temptation. Let me become drunk from the sweet kiss you place on my lips. Just want to share with you this is


­ "His Wish


Sensual Victoria

Not A Dream Or Fantasy


"Not A dream Or Fantasy"


You awaken to my silhouette in the dark, reach out and touch me I am not a dream. Caress and hold me with your sensual embrace. Crawl to me, take what's yours let our sex become a song of a slow and nasty groove.

Let it play all night long, as If I become you and ultimately you become me. Your whisper of pleasure becomes a conversation to my ear. Hear the truth flow from my lips when I say I love you.

Allow the words to take you to a place in your mind as the tone stimulate down your spine; causing you to erect more and more oh how I adore the way your body speak and release the yearning of me.

Burst with energy of your long stare, I cream from the excitement
From a simple touch along your loin as you kiss and lick the thighs of me your fingers slide inside here it comes the silky milky cream that ooze from the opening of me.

Take that one taste of my warm Sweet juices. I anticipate the feeling of our two bodies meeting, Breathing joining as one, two lips touching having all sorts of fun. There will be no beginning and no end as you go deeper within one thought came to mind, father forgive us for we have sinned....

Sunday, November 9, 2008

An Extraction From Me


An Extraction From Me

They say she is different from he, how could that be when she is an extraction from me? So what I see is a beautiful reflection out of me. Quilted, weaved and mend that stemmed from him.

How can I not love she, an extraction from he? If I cannot love she I simply do not love me. The life line that flow through me, my blood, my flesh the rib bone from me; if I hurt she then I destroy me.

She is the air, the breath of my life the pulse that rapidly beat through my veins. She is the want and need of my being, the cravings of my soul the reason God said man behold I give you she woman to hold.

Yes to say we have different walks of life, different to the eyesight, different to the sound of the ear, different in ways how our skin feels but when we love it should be identical.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

The Beginning



"The Beginning"

As you lay naked in the night, the breeze brush against the fig trees sounding off a rhythm that enhance the true beauty of enchantment as it....

­­­­­­­­­E­mbrace.....

I walk barefoot upon leafs, in a slow pace revealing myself out from the...

S­hadows....

There you see me bone of your bone, flesh of your flesh. I speak the words I am woman, here I stand rib bone from......."­Man"