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Love Is 04/15/03 Sliding slipping Screaming Crying out Falling Grasping Fears Wonders Is this what love suppose to feel? Why can I look at you and feel passion Grow weak almost intoxicated with fury Of love growing inside me. Sadness fills me Curiosity and wonders drive me insane Do you not feel it The love Passion Heat of my body Do you not see What's in my eyes? Curiosity Desire The flames you strike Tenderness is there Fury Do you not see this? I close my eyes when I look into yours and I have to dream and remember what it use to be... I have one question that drives me crazy inside When I look into your eyes I see hurried I see fire but question what kind What happened to your love The playfulness The desire you held the dancing sparkles of love Spinning swirling Confused unexplained Emotions Echos through my head Haunt me at nitefall I wonder if this is what age does to love Strips it from you Rapes you of caring Taking away from the desire Leaving you Selfish Cold and unconcerned Left wondering When you Lost carefree Playful, desired Griping love Can you find it Can you show me the love we once had? Again forever Because this can't be what love is Sliding slipping Screaming Crying out Falling Grasping Fears Wonders Pain 12 Years Of Marriage

Eyes 04/22/03 Dancing, sparkling eyes they say so much Sprinkled with fun, endured with kindness sparked with curiosity When I look into them it's like looking into a reflection The calming waters off the side of a dock in the moonlight All the waves are like the desire I see deep inside When the sparkle's gone and the pain is seen, make me wanna cry Even just looking at you far away, I know it's there Golden like specks of sun have all but gone Like seeing a little stream barely full, just drizzling dirt and all Tears, not quite there, but the force of the emotions make their mark Holding back all is so hard Why I wonder is there hurt in your eyes? Kisses you softly, holding you tight, letting the tears drop like water from the falls Letting you know it's all right to let it out I am here forever, wiping the tears away Giving you a little smile Hoping and needing to see that sparkle As I see a faint grin, a little bit of sun shines in Eyes say it all, like the river that's free Eyes are the emotion connection to your soul Open your eyes and let the river be free

Grass Stained Knees And Dandelion Bouquets 01/06/05 Do you remember? Twirling round and round Rolling down a backyard hill Picking dandelions and watching Bugs under a rock...tasting sour Grass as you laid back and Watched jet clouds over head. Do you remember playing baseball, With a ghost runner? I remember Summer nights catching lighting Bugs by the dozen. Weekends meant Barbecues with the neighbors. Watermelon Seed spitting contest. Do you remember your first lemonade stand? Smell of fresh mowed grass. The sting of a Willow tree lash. Nightly hide-n-seek games And what about those bananas seat bikes? What ever happen too those grass stained knees Whatever happens too snowmen and snowball Fights? Where did backyard baseball go? Hot wheel races? Sadly the been replaced with TV and computers And over priced sports leagues. Children today Will never understand the simple joys of yesteryears. So goodbye grass stained knees and dandelion bouquets. snowcones and four leaf clover hunts say good-bye too Sunday dinners at grandma's with aunts and uncles and cousins too say good bye to traditions one last time...for they are gone and been misplaced...

My Wayward World 01/18/05 The place where I see no faces... No complications, no judging no worrying about your waist. Its a simple place people come people go. All living in their own little world all fighting they're own battles. Its a place where a laugh can go a long way for smiles are unheard so don't have to worry if you're a nerd. It's a place you learn to see past a person and take them for what they say and love and love them for what they are. My little place seems like a dream but to a lot it's a reality to others its place to forget about their home it's a place to come to bury your sorrows in other peoples horrors. Once you have been in my little place just outside my world you learn to see a smile behind a name you learn to listen before you speak, you learn to laugh even when you should be crying. Most of all you learn too look for much more then just another face. You learn to face much more then your little worries, this place of mine is just a quick trip online, but before you enter this wayward world beware for I may be there!

Monsters Of Life 01/23/05 As we sleep tight at night or mind is wide awake Dreaming and seeking up fantasies. I remember when Even me as a young girl hated too see the lights to go out. That was when my mind would wander to those things I seeing no longer As a young girl that fear of monsters and such was so near. Sleeping, tossing turning, Seeing those creeps at night, waking in a sweat crying out...wanting you to just understand. All I needed was you too make it clear you believed in at least me...and tell me how too fight the nights. Instead I was left all tucked in, closet shut tight. AS IF that's were they roamed! I remember the night I stopped crying out at night knowing all too well that it wouldn't matter. You made it clear that all silly childish tremors. I remember after I was grown you asking me why I stopped needing you...I wanted to reply the nights you stopped believing my fears were all so real. Instead I took a Deep breath and I repeated the same unbelieving line you told me back when I was that little girl that feared I said there nothing too be afraid of dear I am here and walked off into the night...I Stood outside your door my tears being my only fear...I am no longer that little girl anymore and I still fear. But now that monster that I fear is life.