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ANIMALS
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All animals, insects, arachnids, beetles and such are beautiful in their own way..much like human beings
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Love & Light, positive thoughts and prayers for Karma & BG
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Shinedown - Heroes
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Be extremely puzzled as to how he has obtained my number since a) I have long since moved b) it is in my husband to be's name c) we haven't spoken in over 20 years
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Gary Allan - Learning How To Bend
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Topic:
Reality
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Perfection
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Topic:
As He Sleeps
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Slipping soundlessly from our bed
I cannot sleep, words dancing and whirling through my head Sitting at my desk, slipping headphones on , so as not to wake you The music soothing me and allowing my mind to settle As the words now flow from mind to fingers to keys I glance over at you, my heart filling with warmth and love How lucky we have been to found each other at last You toss and turn restlessly, knowing even in your sleep that I am not beside you I watch you scoot and slide across the bed, Your arm flung out, searching for me I go back to my writing as you continue to search, your hand now sliding up my thigh I slip off my headphones, just to listen to your contented sigh Watching you now, waiting to see if you open your eyes, your hand starts to rub my thigh Mumbling now in your sleep of your love for me, settling back into deep sleep My hand drops down, grasping yours, as I now type with one hand The words still flowing from mind, to fingers, to keys My world content and complete *My Eddie recently moved my desk from across the room to right next to my side of the bed as I tend to write more so at night, the words often keeping me awake as they dance and whirl through my mind, this way I am not so very far away as he sleeps when I write. |
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Topic:
A Challenge For The Ladies
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I can only write of the core of my man, the one man I truly understand and get, the rest of em just boggle my mind. ~The Core Of My Man~ Strip away the layers of him, the ones seen by the outside world The layers that remain are what has always been seen by me, his core His gentleness and patiences with unending questions and ramblings of nonsense His gentle softly spoken words of me, about me, to me Intelligence hidden from the rest of world yet shared willingly and openly with me A touch from his hard working rough hands, yet so gentle and soft, full of love His eyes as they soften when he looks upon my face, hears my laughter His knowledge of my every whim and mood, knowing even better than I know them The love that shines from his eyes as he watches and listens to our children gather together His tears that fall when he cannot ease the pain of me or our children, be it physical or emotional His core, his very center, open and warm, hidden from the rest of the world Yet shared willingly and lovingly with me, openly from the start Nothing hidden, nothing stored away..open from the very first day Cavatica your man he needs to read this! That is the the core. Thank you for sharing! I'm very impressed. great write.
He will read it with his morning coffee as I have printed it out for him, he is my biggest supporter and fan. |
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Firefall - You Are The Woman
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Tim McGraw & Faith Hill - Let's Make Love
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Clay Walker - Fall
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Topic:
For David
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My words offer no comfort
Nothing I say now will heal So I hold you tightly as you weep Crooning softly comforting sounds You ask me over and over again "Why ,why Momma, why" I stutter trying to find an answer Nothing comes to mind Other than the usual platitudes So I remain silent holding you Again you ask why, looking me now in the eye Quietly I reply " I have no answers, I don't know why It just happens , nothing we can do Just hope and pray that the next one will be Sometimes Momma just doesn't know everything" I continue to hold you, your weeping now subsiding You reach for my hand, holding it tight Whispering now to me softly "Momma,I'm glad you're here I don't think I could do this alone" That tug at my heart, tugging strongly The urge, the need to fix it for you So strong, but the knowledge that I cannot Filling my soul, so here on the couch Your hand in mine , we sit silently The healing slowly begins |
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Shinedown - Burning Bright
( time to add more music to the mp3 player I think) |
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Sage Francis - Broken Wings
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Brad Paisley - Waitin On A Woman
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Topic:
A Challenge For The Ladies
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I can only write of the core of my man, the one man I truly understand and get, the rest of em just boggle my mind.
~The Core Of My Man~ Strip away the layers of him, the ones seen by the outside world The layers that remain are what has always been seen by me, his core His gentleness and patiences with unending questions and ramblings of nonsense His gentle softly spoken words of me, about me, to me Intelligence hidden from the rest of world yet shared willingly and openly with me A touch from his hard working rough hands, yet so gentle and soft, full of love His eyes as they soften when he looks upon my face, hears my laughter His knowledge of my every whim and mood, knowing even better than I know them The love that shines from his eyes as he watches and listens to our children gather together His tears that fall when he cannot ease the pain of me or our children, be it physical or emotional His core, his very center, open and warm, hidden from the rest of the world Yet shared willingly and lovingly with me, openly from the start Nothing hidden, nothing stored away..open from the very first day |
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Topic:
Proposal
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Thank you
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Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl
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Lynyrd Skynyrd - Tuesday's Gones
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Topic:
feeling kinda
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oom oom???
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