giggles, your making me blush, stop that, giggles

giggles, interesting response, if you were...what exactly...giggles

Walking on eggshells of thoughts seems pretty reasonable, until you break a few eggs, than its off to war with yourself. One day I woke up, and I found a book in my hand, when I looked to see what it was, it was my own. When the sun shined on a day when I thought the world was now too cold, something caressed my soul, and spoke of new hours for those with hope. I had no hope though, but I had something else, a memory attached to a dream, some strange and simple thing, it some what slapped me when it was quiet, it stung like rain but did not wash away the sin. Someone distracted me today, something between missing him and not knowing what was so important to miss. Someone hit a hotspot today but it did not feel such the curse as it once did. A god strolled through my soul today, I was not afraid, I treated him with respect and wished him well. A goddess gave me news today, she was beautiful and addimant of her wishes for me. A well lit path can seem so inviting when the darkness is so daunting, yet sometimes we are in the dark, because we choose to be, but if you have no respect for all you see and expeirence of what and who is important, than perhaps everyday and everything has importance. Who am I to say what is important and what is not, simply accepting others greater and smaller for their truth is all I do, yet if I feared what others fear of me, than what differance would it make, if I could not be me? Today someone demanded of me an answer to their riddles. Someone demanded I tell them the truth of some simply twisted lie they dwelled on much too long. Someone put importance to something they fooled themself into believing, but someone didn't know, there is a price for every dream, a thought for every question, a riddle for every truth. Someone asked me what I knew about this or that, I had to say, it is what it is, secrets are what the world is made of, but if the truth should daunt a soul, perhaps we are more out of control, then we once thought we were, seeking truth can hurt you too, when no one is around to hear the explanation, but reality is a test of fate when we can't seem to find where we should be, but if we cannot be content in being, then who are we to become something we were never meant to be? But if you are all ready, what you were meant to be, than who is anyone to question.

Thank you for reading this and thank you for your comment, much appreciated, smiles

A corpse of love hung on my heart,
something light and something dark,
someone told me I loved you,
something half on the other end of truth,
why you wanted what I had,
is more a mystery than what you had,
you offered me a place to stay,
a mystery to be solved in the light or dark of day,
but why would I play,
with not so pretty tomorrows
lodged on the end of your tongue,
who are you with these words you sing,
do they ring as true as my meanings,
are you still aboard a fun ship of dreaming,
some place with lollipop ideas,
suck and pull,
kiss and lick up the damaged things,
about my vulnerabilities I guess,
its what you do best I suppose,
after all, aren't dreams just that,
the dream you offer your next lover undercover,
if you trip on a fantasy of what you needed,
is it what you needed afterall,
if you trip with hunger on your mind,
is it love you'll truly find,
if you tell me a lie,
will I truly believe it
from a voice so insincere,
or dare you call me to your bedroom
in a voice so unclear,
if what you want is to releive your need,
than is it love you seek,
after a moment, will you see something
in the mood of my voice,
a moment when I test you
to see your true face,
what lays beneath such pretty thoughts
of false securities,
only leads to trouble built on brittle walls,
you say have faith in you,
I say, give me a reason too,
words are words, reality is reality,
what is real to you,
may not be real to me,
empty promises,
are always empty
when you float on lust alone.

V.G. 11-28-08

Thank you for reading this, may your night be awesome. smiles, I am glad you liked it.

giggles, seems the night is all about bathing, giggles

Powerful for sure, well done, the very title is inspiring, very good. You get a thumbs up

Yeah, I love Heavy Metal and rock, I even like goth rock, Like HIM, I love a little bit of everything, hey do you like that song by Megadeth with Scabbia, I love that video soo awesome! I have it as a ringtone, LOL

Yeah, it definatly pumps you up! Makes you feel like oh I don't know, kicking butt, LOL giggles

dude, that's an awesome song, especially cause it is in the movie Queen of the Damned, oh yeah, way awesome, smiles

Hey, are you following me Dark and handsome? giggles, kisses from lilwick

LOL, well see I like the group disturbed, because of that one song stricken, when I first heard that song and saw the video I was hooked, I love the lead singer with those awesome peircings, he is sooo hot! And a great singer too, I love the remake of Shout! I also like that song Guarded and that one Stupify, I listen to it all the time. Do you like Shinedown?

It takes a heck of a lot more to catch a bee whose looking for a good honey, so get to that profile and let people know what you about, what you like, be clever or sweet, sexy or cute, whatever you want, just be you. Post in the forums too so people can get to know you and see what kind of person you are. Have fun, welcome to the site. smiles, see yu round.

Yes, it is actually one of my faves of all time too, way cool band, I would listen to them all the time if the neighbors didn't mind so much, I just like it loud! LOL

Land of a thousand dances, giggles, I love this song, everyone do the wattoosey, LOL giggles na na na na na na, giggles hahaha

Thank you MirrorMirror, I hope your day is awesome, hugs

If I were a breeze…

If I were a breeze,
I would brush up against your lips,
If I were the moon,
I would bring you stars to dine on,
If I were a raindrop,
I would land upon your tongue and quench you,
If I were the sun,
I would bring you luminescent thoughts all your days,
If I were a cloud,
I would bring you the touch of the heavens slow dancing,
If I were the lightning,
I would spark you with inspiration until you exploded with delight,
If I were the snow,
I would fall lightly upon your eyelashes and kiss your cheeks with my white,
If I were a fog,
I would hide all the things you did not want to see,
If I were a sleet,
I would only sleet on Mondays so you did not have to get out of bed,
Just snuggle with memories of me instead,
If I were a season,
You would give me a reason,
To know just how to fall like leaves from the strong oak
Onto the soft wet ground awaiting the winters first kiss,
So that soon I would be awakened in the spring of our love

V.G. 3/9/06

LOL its a long story, Not going there this morning, hope ya'lls day is awesome. catch ya'll later. take care ya'll. becareful and be good. hugs

The Stone

What blade of grass has brought me down
To the ground
Some feather perhaps
Has landed on my soul like a boulder
Perhaps I have stumbled again
And I sit here
A strange solid mass of meat
Or perhaps some solid bone
Left from the rib of eve.

Or maybe, I am stone
A brittle stone
Not to be confused with a lava stone
Of which could burn for hours
And heat the still cold mind
But, am I turquoise than
Or am I metal
Some metal that would infect my ears
With its own sound
As I bang my soul against itself
In the hopes I will find who
Or what I have been searching for?

Perchance someone has picked me up
From the floor of heaven
And having shown me to God
He thought me worth building with
And so sent me here
To help build a heart
Build a home
Build a lonely spirit up
And mayhap God knew
How lonely it would be,
For me
Being a stone
Having once supported heavens path
With gratitude for having been tread upon
Because in Heaven everything has value
And everything is counted and known
So that no stone goes unturned
And no stone is without its worth in great riches
And in Heaven each stone knows its worth
Yet here, on the ash bed of my grounded heart
I find myself stuck
And watching the sky change from night to day
And I watch,
Listen and see the stars in the sky
And I remember
How heaven is missing many stones in its floor
And they are with me
I don’t always see them
But I know they are here
And I sometimes hear the angels pray in the sunrise
Because they know they must tread softly
Until the stones of heaven return.