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do not 'have' a body. I AM a body.
I do not inhabit my body. I AM my body.
I am not an individual. I am : divisible.
I am not one. I am many. In fact,
My integrity rests upon my multiplicity.
My body is a composition. I am a work
Of art. I am a work-in-progress.
And my delight is to feed YOU morsels of myself,
And to taste your delicacies as well.
This is the delicious quiver of desire,
the electrical charge that arcs,
the spark that jumps its track,
the train of thought that leads me back
to YOU.
No,
I am not a body with a mind and a soul,
I am a body that does not mind being solo
So long as I can feed you and need you
To feed me, too.
Who?
This self which insists it exists is a fiction,
There is nothing real inside of me
That need ever come between you and me.
Yes, I know;
The madness of belief is a path that sadly
Has led me astray and away from you
Time and time again. Forgive me again!
Forgive me, my lover, there is no One other than you -
"I am my beloved's and s/he is mine" -
Please, my precious, whenever I lose sight of this
Seduce me again with your mouth and your kiss
Lips pressed tight let us mix our breaths of life
And so entwined behold ourselves
DIVINE

When I think of love, I think of you
When the skies are grey, you turn them blue
When fear grips darker, you bring the light
When hope feels empty, you fill the night
When coldness feels me, you hold me near
When sorrow clouds me, your love is clear.

Share your talents with the world
In this way you do heal
The pain that others suffer
As God’s gifts you do reveal.

Each one is given gifts
Which they are meant to share
And they can help to heal the world
If share them they do dare.

What talents were you given?
What is it you do best?
In what way can you thus serve well
By sharing with the rest?

It’s where you find your passion
That true service you can give.
For in this way you blossom
And help others best to live.

So search inside for your true skills
The ones that make you sing.
If used then to enhance your world
True peace and love you’ll bring.

my love
i am here my love
i have two giant arms to hold you with , my love
when two hearts meet and our two hearts greet
with a love so divine ,that will burn throughout time

my love can make you hotter than the sun
my love will make you wetter than the nile
and with a passion like a million stars burning for a thousand years.
all for you , my love

i am here my love
alone my love
waiting for you my love.

come find me my love
make me thine my love
and we will be together for all time my love
until we draw our last breathe together my love

are you my love?

Too much engrossed in the fable of life, tis not meant to be taken seriously, here today, gone tomorrow, arrived in March, departed in May, look, I just did not want to stay, I've got eternity to find my way, I may be back, or I may not, dont know why I came here, I forgot!

i sit and i watch the river flow
and wonder where it will go
in the hope someone might know
then i ponder what to do
now i am without you
knowing that the years we had where to few
i watch it roll on by i dream
of where this river will empty , this mighty little stream.
like this river our lives slowly disappear,
as we continue to grow old year by year by year.

spending time with people you dont like

doing things that just dont feel right

when you cant resist all you best

a burning quest nun the less

a look iside comform to hide

a moment in time too bright moment subside

return unwind eternal shine mind

never behind the shadow hold wide

the legacy of lifes ride

you said only me
lied and cheated
left me deleted

i tryed , then cried
and
finally died inside.

now i hide
left by the wayside
broken inside

but you dont care
moved on with flare
found another to fill my chair

told me he was already there
what you did was not fair
you lies and cheating beyond compare

all trust broken
a loves lost token
your lies all awoken

How can the thorns this vine sprouts lead to roses
When I search for the top a sea of disconnected poses
Flowers with no roots atop the prickly canopy
Where they lost me was in promised beauty
Though I climbed through ugliness to see them
My admiration unnoticed up in their summer breezes

Those who prepared for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.