July 23 In orbit around youMy ellipse sometimes closeOften far,But always drawn backBy gravity or is it loveThat pulls me towards you? Release me from this captivitySet me free to danceNot follow this pathFind my own wayFloating through spaceAnd time. And I know I’ll fall straightInto the weightof your being,Collapsing inTo become oneOr explode.
July 23 There’s something elegantAbout opening dayWhere the history of the teamIs on display and recountedFor the umpteenth timeSo that everyone knowsWhat we came from. But the slate is wiped cleanThere’s no score retainedAnd the players take the fieldReady to playHaving practiced and trainedAs if it all matteredEach time they make it home again. Confessions…
July 21 In the Game of Life,I put the wrong blue plastic in my car.I'm not sure whyI even chose the wrong car,from the start. And when it came to college or career,I picked the wrong college.And the wrong career. And the houses I pickedalways needed to be fixed.Not in the fun way you planned.But…
July 16 I know what is real,What is required.The have tosOught tosMusts andShoulds.The “your duty”sYour commitmentYour jobAnd you said youWouldsBut tonightI wantWhat I wantThat I knowWon’t hurtAnd to feelWhat I feelWhen I thoughtI couldn’t.Because I doAnd I amAnd no matterThe cost.I’ve found you.I love you.You’ll alwaysBe first.
July 14 As she stared into his eyesHis smile made her trembleshe’d never thought she’dBe so very close to him. As his tongue slipped past her lipsShe felt her heart expandHe’s choosing her to give his timeAnd she gives him all she can. As his fingers slipped inside herShe knew that this was loveHis first…
July 13 I can close my eyesAnd feel you-Unintentionally-Aroused on my neck Your eyes closedTensionConfusionTrying to control Which were you?Oh but you should have relaxedAnd let me touch youHowever I dared But I wouldn’t cross that lineAnd unbuckle your beltFor fear of rejection. So I just rubbed my neckAnd a little of youEnough to build…
June 27 When I was youngI dreamed that somedayI would lie on the sofa next to youAs your absently lay your hand on my headAnd ran your fingers through my curlsTalking about somethingas I drifted in and out of sleepOn a Saturday afternoon.
June 27Because I love youAnd some people might find more than onelove of their lifeBut I can’t.I have oneAnd you are he.Whether I wish you wereOr I thought I could find anotherBut I know that it is youThe missing pieceThat makes me wholeAnd turns me on.To pleasure myselfSince you can’t love meYet.
Somewhere along the wayHe forgot that “Jesus Saves!”And all the justice he was raised onAbandoned the partWith the contrite heartWhere you must believeyou don’t want to do it againIn order that God forgive you. He just doesn’t want to be caught again.