Living Life Truthfully?

Hopeful visions through my eyes Wishing and wanting for a sweet surprise A water so pure nothing to fear Violence but a memory the future is clear No heaven no hell no in between Just enrapturing sunshine like nothing we have ever seen Skin like ginger velvet, lips like chardonnay A sweet succulent thistle begging you to stay A rusted vintage truck painted red Deserted in a vacant blissful flower bed Listening softly to all that he said Take my hand sweet butterfly, swiftly walk with me I’ll take you where your heart and the whole world can finally see http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyourblog.wordpress.com/

Crimson embers burning at the bottom of the sea A whispering echo in the night that beckons me I wait as the minute hand lingers on Take me with you to where you have gone Long summer grass that caresses my feet Embraced within your soul is where we will finally meet Wanting and pleading each moment of every day Wishing you will come to me and stay With the tailgate down and the stars all around I know this is destiny in you I found Lying next to you as the peepers sing No longer asking myself what this will bring Just letting life happen like the change of the season Never giving up no longer searching for a reason Your lips wet like wine, your fingers locked in mine No more questions just spending time Lost in your eyes, no way to rewind Bare feet and jumping in, baby I hope you can swim Just love me hard and never let go Climb life's tree, go out on a limb Kisses like nectar, the feel of your skin So many memories of where we have been ...

Sometimes a masquerade Blood flows thick, never fades Souls not chosen just born to us A pack together devotion a must Tempers flare, people stare Whispers forever secrets to share A bond so strong Can never do anything wrong Holding tight an iron clasp Titanium band so vivid you grasp Crazy love nobody knew A forest of wonder and the flowers grew Embracing faces, holding hands Rushing voices marching bands A moment in time vintage and sweet Nothing can take it someday we will meet A tattered stranger longing for a taste Place them within this circle we will embrace I’m linking up this week to Lance’s  100 Word Song –that’s where he gives you a song and you create a response to it that is 100 words exactly.  This week’s song is Ho Hey by the Lumineers...amazing song choice love love love it! http://lancemyblogcanbeatupyo urblog.wordpress.com/ https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=zvCBSSwgtg4 g4

Open Link Night ~ Week 93  My heart is a field of daisies, all fresh and fragrant. Frolicking gracefully from the kissing winds in the meadow.My heart is my life and all those I cherish I keep locked inside. All different moments, all different souls. For every breath I take I think of you. I know you. I love you. You are my soul,my breath my very being. Walk with me into the shadows of night as the darkness sets in among us. Like a cloak of velvet embracing me as I grow colder. Grey skies of sadness indigo rain pouring down. I can't breath when you're not around, I begin to drown. I am alone now, cold within my self. My heart is bare my mind is thin. Anger echoes beneath my skin. Unanswered questions... how could he. He reached right in and snatched my energy, my heart my core. The rain is falling I am getting wet. It is time are we having fun yet. I do up the laces surrounding my heart, it's still seeping and tattered but is still very smart. Raindrops fal...

OKAY...WE ALL KNOW WE WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER. MAN AND WOMAN. IT IS MEANT TO BE THAT WAY,WE AREN'T SUPPOSED TO UNDERSTAND THE OPPOSITE SEX. WHERE WOULD THE FUN BE IN THAT? A CHICKS ROOM IS SPOTLESS AND HER CAR...WELL NOT. HIS ROOM IS A DISASTER...HIS CAR SPOTLESS. USUALLY THE CASE...SOME GUYS ARE SPOTLESS WITH EVERYTHING. THEY ARE A RARE EXCEPTION. HAVING A MESSY ROOM DOESN'T DEFINE A PERSON JUST SHOWS DIFFERENCES. WOMAN TALK. THAT'S WHAT WE DO. WE CAN'T HELP IT...IT'S SOMETHING THAT GENETICALLY JUST HAPPENS. I KNOW FOR ME...IF I AM DATING SOMEONE I TALK...ALOT...UNLESS I AM THINKING. IF I AM QUIET...SOMETHING IS CHURNING WITHIN MY LADY BRAIN...TRUST ME. AS FOR BEING SINGLE WELL THAT'S A WHOLE OTHER STORY...SINGLE GUYS ARE A WHOLE DIFFERENT BREED.THAT'S FOR LATER...IN MY BOOK LOL

There comes a time when every road either ends or leads in a different direction. A choice is handed out by fate. She urges us to follow our instinct our locus. I yearn to make that choice. One that will create the true essence of myself. Lead me right into temptation, for my kingdom is my power. Take my hand and run with me To places that lead us to ecstasy Where seconds mesh into hours, and weeks feel like years So being with you will last forever and there will be no fear

Will the distance be the binding Will the addiction pull us through Will a war break out around us and confine us to this room I feel the echoes raging wanting in I hear the whispers across the sea I feel the warmth of the thought of your skin entrancing me When the wind is blowing it is like fingers down my spine Waiting, wanting, wondering if the stars will finally align Take me through your voice into the shadows Please hold me show me the way To let it all go and open up my soul