If I could have this life over, I would go back in time to that first day we met and kiss you sooner. So that we could spend just a second, more in that delicious knowing of us.
Chapters
Sometimes, you skip a few pages ahead, just to see how many you have left until the end.Then you soldier on.~ Mark
Now
The sun never rises on yesterday.~ Mark
Decide – you, us
I am the fallen leaf,that drifts along the breeze.Dry-exposed, decaying still,please put my mind at ease.The tree had once been sacred,my branch, my love, my home,Yet with Summer’s torrid heat it seemed,I was destined to be alone.I am the leaf—now dying.After a long and tortured swelter,In vein, I clinged protected less—Beneath brothers’ waining shelter.The tree…
My love
Long hugs Passionate kisses Cupping your neck Drawing you near The taste of your lips Your hand in mine That smile Your legs – wrapped tight My hand pulling your hair Your hips Your mind and soul-filled eyes Your care Compassion Understanding Your safety My need to protect you Your love My love, my love…
Sprung
Winter’s breath has come and passedthe days begin to long.Each passing day of bless-ed Spring,sings sweet in sun-drenched song.Fragrant air replaces the crisp,warming winds they start to blow.The white-tipped mounts begin to melt,sending rivers into flow.Animalistic stirs; a waking race,in the new found search for mate.Nature’s chase, that instinctive need,unfolds in quickened haste.Oh that dance…
Well beings
It’s such blissful joyto drink from love’s well,But as we drink and drinkthe well starts to fell.The water subsides,Stagnant sludge starts to show,Only rain, the sweet tearsWill bring back what we know.See, the well has been loving,But it’s end is so nye,It’s that bitter-sweet tangOf a well running dry.And we’re putting our faith In past…
This dance
This dance is not for the faint of heart,It is for the ones who make the choiceTo unshackle pasts, allow freedom’s start,Screaming out loud at the top of their voice -“I choose to dance in the midday rain.Drink-in the sweet wine of lover’s lips,Give all to my love and none to my pain,Free my mind…
Painting
Your thoughts paint your world.The darker they are,the harder it is to find your way.Yet in the blackness of night,even the smallest of light glows oh so bright.~ Mark
Enough
I am all I have to be in this world. I can become more, I can learn, and I can be more, but one thing holds true … right now, I am enough. The hardest part is believing that. ~ Mark
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