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MAKE LOVE

Making love is more than sex
It is an art that goes beyond the skin
Undress a soul, calmly
and surrender without fear
nor modesty.
It is a divine act
infinite enjoyment
is to make the body
an instrument of sublime pleasure
with passion and tenderness
where desire flows like water from a hot bath
and the words sound like poems
that the lips describe
and the hands print
for anatomy
sliding like foams
exhaling sensual odors
that numb the senses
chanting sighs;
and the bodies of lovers
explode in a lustful tremor
of total enjoyment ...

"Money can't buy back your youth when you're old, a friend when you're lonely or peace to your soul " Johnny cash

There can be No Easter Sunday !
Rev. Fulton Sheen

MY DEAR SWEET SISTER ANNETTE,I WISH THAT YOU WERE STILL HERE WITH ME. BUT I GUESS ACCORDING TO JESUS.IT JUST WASN'T MENT TO BE. EVERY DAY I MISS YOU MORE AND MORE,AND TEARS FALL FROM MY EYES. HOPING THAT YOU ARE WATCHING OVER ME.IN THE BEAUTIFUL BLUE SKIES. GOD KNEW WHAT YOU NEEDED .MUCH MORE THAN I EVER DID. YOU WERE A TRUE WONDERFUL BLESSING.MY SWEET SISTER,MY FREIND . IN THIS BIG CRUEL WORLD ,YOU FELT THAT YOU HAD TO BE TUFF. BUT JESUS TOOK YOUR HAND AND SAID NO,ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. SO ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT YOUR BIG SISTER LOVED YOU. BECAUSE I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT YOU LOVED ME TOO. ANNETTE KAYE TURNER VAUGHN 1963-2009

You were my life,my everything,you completed me is so many ways.
All these feelings I have for you thru the years and even now
day by day.

Life is so boring without you never was a dull moment when you were around your laughter all thru the house.
Now everything is so quiet around here quieter than a church mouse.

Things will never be the same around here now that you are gone and
its so hard now to get use to.
When we were together the time flew.

But you are still very much around our house im not changing a thing.
I can still hear your voice around here when you use to sing.

I look at the dog I see her eyes I know shes sad she misses you playing
with her you made her so happy.
You always showed her attention no matter what even when you felt crappy.

You are still a big part of our lives around here.
As Im trying to live my life without you my biggest fear.

...Let me rest my soul on your chest...

I know not what you could have been
A saint so pure or full of sin
I pray only that your happy now
And if my seed, my love is vow

For years you sucked and sucked
And sucked,
And you were goddam good at it, and it seemed
That you'd go on sucking forever.
You sucked enthusiastically, your bags filling
Just as quickly as mine emptied, each time
I turned you on.
But one day you just stopped;
I never asked why.
I placed you by the curb this morning,
Just an inoperable, suctionless shell,
Still full of dust and semen.

Here I lay
Dead and buried
Wanted to stay
But thrust was parried

Sword went through
My time had come
Women pursue
Hell bound become