well i will talk to most of you lata's


One Sky For The Both Of UsI looked on at the lonely sky always thinking… or wishing “Are you out there?” I’d always whisper to my self grabbing the empty sky as if to reach for a star Why does it hurt? Why does this existence burden me so? Late nights pondering why, why, why do I feel this way? What was meant for me in this life? To cowardly to take my own yet I always trying to better others Hiding my own pain with in the confines of my mind Following dreams, trying to lay my tracks in the sand…only to have them washed away What does it matter if one light is snuffed out? Stumbling around wandering aimlesslyOne Sky For The Both Of Us


My FriendYou soothe my tears and sorrow Clear these weeping eyes for tomorrowMy Friend
Stay while this hurricane passes through Until my stormy sky turns blue
Kissing all the pain away Holding me tight as we lay
You're there to catch me when I fall Lifting me back up to stand tall
You'll be the wind blowing the willow trees And the silent ripples of the sea
Rays of sunlight shining down Deep into my soul and all around
Engulfing my whole heart Healing the wounded parts
This is our time and place Your wise words flame with g


Only You Were There...Your were there ... In the worse of times. Your were there in the very best. You were there when I cried. My head buried deep into your chest. Th tears and wimpers and sighs...Only You Were There...
And you were there when the sky fell. The true love of a friend. Even when I was in hell. And you were there no matter how many times I died. You never faltered to the end. You picked me back up and made me stand. The true love of a friend.
And it didn't matter how far or low I fell. You didnt make me feel less of a man. You were there to make me well. The true


The Nudist CampA nudestic view. Infringed my eyes to ears. Reduced from wonder. Reduced to tears. And they call it a way of demeanor. Away of life. I call it strife. For what my eyes do see. May I be blinded. By way of live celled cottage cheese... That hangs from her rear. Of her barenaked view... From a span of seventy or more years. And the golf clubed shaped breasts. That hang from her chest. And let us not forget he. Double bellied to the knees. Who is in need of a jack... To find from where he pees. To hide notwithstanding.. ThThe Nudist Camp
You are deserving of
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Without the darkness, there can be no light. Without the light, there can be no dark. Between, there casts the shadow. I am that shadow.
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"You have to be double-jointed and Hungarian."
However I will let you know that I am not online much and not able to comment on every piece that comes my way. I am only able to get on DA at work and that does not give me a lot of time to comment. However, I will do the best I can.
Take care
Dee
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Wouldn't you like to know what i'm really thinking....
Like a whilting flower, I too will die. But know that in this life, I will be your rose.
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