I have no bandwidth today, just to damn busy.
I'll give you a poem I read that touched me...
sweet ladies adorn the planet like decorations on pine trees,
i dont mind scenes of international bonding cos life seems to be more than my own now that shes entered my picture,
i cant stop smilin wide so now my mouth needs stitches,
my lips torn apart by the effect of her personality,
its captured my heart and brought another person out of me,
and i like that person,
but i love her and wont stop,
eternity's not a long time because of life's clock,
more like a stopwatch,
i hopscotch my way jumping obstructions,
her mind is top notch,
love's non stop constantly constructin new opportunities for opportunity,
feelings expressed,
i cant hold her 24/7 so sometimes i get depressed until the next time i can,
regress into subconscious,
my friends let me know im down and seeming obnoxious but i cant help that... heartfelt tracks make my eyes moist,
why's her voice such a sweet sound makin my life choices so damn easy... revolution around her isnt physics,
i have no problem,
often lobbin feelings with linguistics,
offer rottn a solution,
my bed is empty baby,
no other can fill it youre definitely my lady,
i see nice tits,
nice arses and pretty faces but i cant help seeing you appearing in different places even though i know youre not around,
youre always close to me,
hopefully we can grow to be one essence,
we openly discuss problems,
issues,
good and bad equations,
laugh and cry together- stagnations outside of our creation,
perfection is apparent but how? God says it aint so,
or is it in the eye of the beholder? you make my day glow so you must be better than great,
letters and phone calls,
a new level of fate,
echo my own thoughts,
two minds,
two bodies,
two continents but one soul,
share life experiences,
hopes and dreams,
grow old,
things used to be so cold,
ice melts from sunrays in spring,
i know summers coming and the hatchlings taken under the wings of their predecessors,
i believe the blessings you bring make this life more precious than artifacts of the ming dynasty,
youre a rarity,
one of a kind,
a blessed gift,
i love you butafly,
my heart awaits our next kiss... not long to go until im melting in your arms again with your head on my shoulder and lips pressed apart then prodding,
pressing,
caressing your soft and supple skin,
loving the tenderness we create - must be a lovers thing,
the airport is where we meet for the first and last time,
happiness initially,
cant hide when i start crying,
hello and goodbye,
how can one place have such mixed emotions? but i want you to be aware - nothing with bend or break this devotion...
by Locco ... via the internet
free.your.mind...:.::..samu
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