Gender: Male
Status: Married
Age: 36
Sign: Taurus
City: CHARLOTTE
State: North Carolina
Country: US
Signup Date: 6/19/2007
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Saturday, April 04, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I feel her as she lay next to me....
Her comfort brings me ecstasy....
Her contentment with me being in her plan....
I am blessed to be chosen as her man!....
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I know her flaws and weaknesses....
I know the love in which she gives....
I know the strength she has yet to find....
Her worries she can leave behind!....
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For I am her hearts keeper....
No safer place it could reside....
I’ll protect it with my dying breath....
That’s the only way I’ll leave her side!....
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She knows my flaws my weaknesses....
Has healed wounds not dealt by her hand....
Her smile has become the reason I live....
And I am so blessed to be chosen as her man!....
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Saturday, April 04, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I raise my cup to drink,.... Replenishment from the fountain of knowledge,.... Vast lessons taught by life,.... No 101 for this in college!.... .. .. I imagine I am not the first,.... I imagine I won’t be the last,.... I imagined this would be forever,.... Instead of imagining I should have asked!.... .. .. But I did upon my knees I inquired,.... Is this real or am I entranced by her,.... Afraid of making my heart the liar.... Guess those questions I had to answer!.... .. .. And now I drink of bitterness,.... Of a wine before its time,.... Now I walk of shadows,.... From a sun that just won’t shine!.... .. .. And still I imagine,.... For reality hurts too much to face,.... I make of my mind the liar,.... So my heart won’t be displaced!.... .. .. I turn up my cup to this shine less sun,.... As I force down these last bitter drops,.... I imagine this lesson is over….... So why haven’t the shadows stopped???....
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Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
We are the sum total of our experiences,....
Created of the obstacles we face,....
Molded in the fires of adversities,....
Tested by the marathons we race!....
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We love from how love was taught,....
At first giving back just what we have received,....
Hoping that we are shown the true meaning,....
Finding it is never what we first believed!....
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Imagine your heart a drinking pitcher, ....
In life it’s filled and drank from,....
There are those who will drink and refill it,....
And those that will leave it empty when done!....
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They say you need no one to complete you,....
Yet we are built to pair,....
What is having everything?....
With no one which to share!....
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If so then with each pitcher,....
We only supply half of what’s made,....
We can only provide our own water,....
Others add the sugar and Kool-aid!....
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You can survive on just water,....
It has the nutrients needed to savor,....
But are you really living?....
If you never add in any flavor!!! ....
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Saturday, March 21, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
A simple thought has brought upon this arousal,....
I shudder at the idea of you near,....
Strategically placing kisses all over you,....
Anticipating when you will get here!....
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Wondering if I should start head to toe,....
Or maybe toe to head would better suffice,....
Maybe I should just get right to the good part,....
And kiss you in all the places that you like!....
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I should send you a message,....
Telling of the things I plan to do,....
Knowing that it will get you going,....
And when you arrive I can get right into you!....
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All these thoughts have made me so difficult,....
I want and need to have a little peace,....
But only you can subside my hard times,....
Only you can help me to release!....
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And in turn I’ll create that energy,....
Increasing like the speed of our tempo,....
Tender long melodic rises and deep hitting bass,....
Until you reach the crescendo!....
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Displaying a gamut of emotions,....
From noise to silence, from laughter to weeps,....
After a dose of our love potion,....
All that is left for us is sleep!....
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Saturday, March 21, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
We walk a delicate line,....
Almost predefined,....
Destination determined before seen,....
Lighted by a hope filled gleam!....
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Is this what This is supposed to be?....
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A paradox within a box,....
Confusion at all for sides,....
Lost to us is compromise,....
Lost in selfish dreams we wish to derive! ....
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Is this what This is supposed to be?....
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What of promises we promised to make so,....
Left empty-handed at the end of this rainbow,....
I often thought of what lies ahead,....
Those thoughts miss driven by lies that were said!....
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Is this what This is supposed to be?....
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I’m reminded of what started this thought,....
If predefined then I have no choice but walk this walk,....
If destined I have no choice but to see,....
The light that lies ahead of me!....
And hope…....
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Is this what This is supposed to be?....
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Sunday, March 15, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
Sometimes I watch you as you sleep,....
I pray the Lord your soul he keeps,....
I wish you happiness and peace,....
I wish this love will never cease!....
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At times I watch you thru the cracked door,....
As you prepare to go to work or to the store,....
Admire as to your beauty you put the finishing touch,....
Hope you realize I love you and how much!....
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I sneak peeks when you are looking away,....
So happy that you share my day,....
So thankful that you chose to care,....
So grateful that you’re always there!....
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So when you say it’s how you look at me,....
It’s really the looks that you don’t see,....
Those truly tell the tale,....
That your love is the air I inhale!....
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Sunday, March 15, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
This is a Public Service Announcement,....
For all who wish to denounce this,....
You are welcome to do as such,....
I only expect as much!....
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I am defined by the words in these lines,....
By the thoughts that I choose to share,....
By the stances I decide to declare,....
Not the thoughts of others I choose to air!....
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I speak my mind and hope you listen,....
I support those that are on their mission,....
I write in general so you can seize your own opinion,....
For we are only masters of our own dominion!....
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So you’re welcome to ask if curious what’s going on,....
But let’s leave the page monitoring to Tom,....
And since you’re so into what those graphics state,....
I’ll quote one “Relax… its only MySpace!!!”....
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Sunday, March 15, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I Found Love Irreplaceable Real True!....
To all I wish the same for you,....
It allows me to interact with others,....
Without the desire to make them lovers!....
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I Found Love Irreplaceable Real True!....
Happiness fills me thru,....
I understand those that are still in search,....
Don’t give up, there’s no value on its worth!....
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I Found Love Irreplaceable Real True!....
There’s no limit to what I feel I can do,....
There is no problem that it can’t overcome,....
It’s superior! It’s second to none!....
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I Found Love Irreplaceable Real True!....
There’s no pain that it can’t subdue,....
It’s showed me the greater plan,....
It’s showed me just who I am…....
And now I understand!....
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I Found Love Irreplaceable Real True!....
It brought me from the heartache I knew,....
Reaping the benefits of all the hard work,....
That’s why I… F.L.I.R.T.!!!....
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I’m addicted to the warmth and softness,....
It’s an ecstasy I just get lost in,....
Giving me sensations thru and thru,....
The deeper that I get inside of you!....
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I can’t wait I fiend when you’re not here,....
I long till the next moment I hold you near,....
Your kiss, your touch and everything you do,....
I can’t wait to be deep inside of you!....
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So anxious, can’t wait for you to come,....
The anticipation has me about to explode,....
All the pressures and burdens of the day,....
Only you can lighten this load!....
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The sound of your voice,....
Your soft words of choice,....
The way you comfort as if you already knew,....
These are the things that bring me deep inside of you!....
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So intense I reach for you in my sleep, ....
Just thoughts of you can make me weak,....
Can’t say it enough so forever I‘ll try to prove,....
How I need the love that’s deep inside of you!....
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I thought love would conquer all, ....
But it only conquered me,....
Now my tomorrows reek of dismal destiny!....
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I never dreamed you leave in summer,....
Yet as the seasons come to pass,....
Like it to we couldn’t make it last,....
We fell to fall like leaves upon the grass!....
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Everybody plays the fool,....
And will I ever learn,....
Wishing for a different outcome,....
Wondering why it wasn’t returned?....
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And if I ever fall in love again,....
Will I remain the same?....
Has the travel took its toll,....
And all I can see is pain!....
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Here and now I promise to love faithfully,....
Make yesterday of tomorrow’s destiny,....
Clear the tears that blur the joy in me!....
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If this world were mine,....
I’d place love in the regards in which it was meant,....
Replace the time that was so wasted spent,....
And give it all to you!....
With something old, something new,....
Something borrowed and something blue!....
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Friday, March 06, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I hope that you watch tho you do not speak,....
I hope that you read from my thoughts,....
I hope that when you reach the end,....
It was everything that you sought!....
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I wish you the best if I did not deliver,....
I wish you return once again,....
I wish inside my catalog,....
You find something that touches within!....
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I hope my fingertips caress your lips,....
If you read these words aloud, ....
Let every key stroke massage your throat,....
As every word comes out!....
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I wish you smile the entire while,....
As you spend this time with me,....
I wish all binds of your day,....
I wish you magically set free!....
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I hope in these lines, I wish in our time,....
You find a comforting friend,....
I wish you all happiness and I hope you read again!....
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Friday, March 06, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
In the beginning there was a glow of warmth,....
A softness that allowed the fear to drift off to sleep,....
A love so strong it righted the wrongs,....
My heart became yours to keep.....
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In the middle there was breeze,....
The winds of hurt blew swiftly thru,....
Our tree lost leaves but the limbs stood strong,....
Solidifying my thoughts that this was true.....
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In the end there was a chill,....
Truth became surreal,....
The obvious became hard to swallow,....
Inevitable jagged little pill!....
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In the aftermath there was a darkness,....
A shadow that loomed in dim corners of it all,....
As if the summer never stands a chance,....
Eventually the snow must follow the fall!....
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
We never really see the sun.....
It’s to bright to directly stare, ....
It blinds us when we do attempt,....
Just like a love not there.....
We too often miss the end,....
Gazing past its arrival,....
We too often miss real love,....
Obsessed with self survival.....
In a summer wind,....
I lost a friend,....
I wonder if for forever?....
Just as an autumn breeze,....
Recycles the leaves,....
Will they return in fair weather?....
In the month of May,....
I lost my way,....
How would I make it I did not know,....
It taught me a very important thing,....
Taught me how to let things go!....
Now I see past the sun to the heavens,....
Her wings cast shadow lessening the glare,....
And as the seasons change I fear no pain,....
For the ones that disappear!!!....
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Friday, February 20, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
Lost within this doubting sea, lost sight of moments as moments envision me, minimized by what lies before the, transcending the past, the future and be! The words create herds of endless thoughts, let my pen be my Sheppard as I tend to my flock! And still I rise unlike those that will have no sequel, to create something so great there can be no equal. I follow the path of those called to inscribe, in this passion I am revived. As I bring forth to this world my texted creations, all to entertain some to invoke deliberation. I wish this of all who read this, thank you for these minutes of your time, I hope you enjoy my gifts!!! ....
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Monday, February 09, 2009
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I confess... I've stood mainly before religion in disbelief, its often only sought in times of trial and great grief, as I sit and watch the elder fruit of this great tree go to spoil, I wonder if only religion could detour this impasse I toil! I'm reminded of Steven King, and his novel written Needful Things, how the devil came to a friendly small town and opened shop, and the love that had exsited all but stopped! Who knew that hid beneath that great tree's shade, were the envious glares of the fruit it made, who could see as it bloomed full of treats, well even bitter fruits from the outside still look sweet!!! The ugly words slung, the loyalty betrayed, the slander of the memory of one years in his grave! No names will be spoken to protect the innocent, I wish no TIME! in that FIRE-PLACE! for any of you spent!!! Seems winter has come and left all the limbs bare, tarnishing the memory of the tree that stood there, as if developers have come to uproot the great tree, to tear into the bond of 5oo G! I hope that religion can save us from turmoil, before another of these fruits is returned to the soil, I pray that heaven had a soap opera marathon, so Mary didn't see all that carried on!!! I hope the return of those needful things gave, eases your conscience on those contributions not made! and if your heart can't bring this madness to an end, Your butt will when Mary & Garfield do see you again!!!
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