He is HIM

he makes me want to worship his mind at all costs
i smell the fire that burns beneath his beating heart
i breathe in deep and love the moment
taking his glory and wearing it proud
he makes me want to scream his name out loud
this wonderful being... he is him
he is that man

He is a natural potter using his hands for good
Molding and loving all that the heavens offer
He removes the veil of life and disappointments
His light is blinding some chose not to even try
To learn how gentle of a mental this man is
his heart beats the sound of thunder
he is that man

Gravity cannot hold..it cannot form
This man of many levels
He leaves no stone unturned
Walking into the fire with his head held high
Somedays High others low
To rest his head on the shoulder of forever
he is that man

He finds wonder and light in the darkest of moments
Eyes wide open to the taste of life
Never seeking too much...always has just enuff
Caring for all and taking away very little
His life is built to withstand any fault
But each time he says good morning
 he steals a little more
Of my heart

he is that man
he... is... him

MELODY GARDOT (OUR LOVE IS EASY)

ONE OF THE MOST POWERFUL VOICES I HAVE HEARD IN A LONGGGG TIME.....THIS ARTIST IS UNDERRATED AND UNDER-PLAYED....CHECK HER OUT!!!

STOLEN MOMENTS

feeling the leather against her skin something took hold
the butterflies assaulted her belly...her might began to fold
sticking her fingers in the holes of her fishnets
she marvels at the scent she leaves on the Egyptian cotton sheets
planting both feet on the floor..she walks over to the mirror
staring at her thickness...the scars... slight the curves...
taking another deep breath..watching her breast rise and fall
something takes hold of the moment..her inhibitions fall
simmering down to a lovely pace
sweat forms around her nose...her hands touching her waist

loving the curve of her calves and the arch in her back
she falls into the goose down bed and raises her legs in the air
taking her hands and slowly grinding her hips
she never thought that one motion could be so sublime
smelling her sexx on her hands..
it fills the air like a morning dew in summer time
walking her body slowly..she does not race
this is the one moment she asked for...as heat flushes her face
her heartbeats in her ears...the morning light nears
she wants to welcome the sun once again
applying more pressure than before she is ready to exhale
as she hears his voice from behind her...whispering to her slowly

he walks around and grabs a seat...watching her please herself
pride gleams on his brow...

as she takes her fingers a finds her passion mound
back and forth..too and fro...
she begins to make the sound of a million waterfalls
... as she shivers with a doe like fright

giggles and smiles and tender kisses revealed
as she realizes that she has now been unsealed


(c) Wildflower (DMF)