rm_Simplysexy65 51F
870 posts
7/1/2006 7:47 pm

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7/2/2006 4:54 pm


Once upon a moonlit dream, there I was floating freely....endlessly....The wind beneath my wings....not desiring, but wishing yet existing.

So much passed me by, unintentionally. The past, appearing out of nowhere as the future, made its presence known. The present, just sat there...all to be unfold yet truly never told.

Never looking, just observing...What could possibly be....Yet again...Unsure of what was hidden from me.

There were many unwrapped gifts, blessings of sorts...waiting for she to stake claim. Beneath the flesh covered paper...all with different names.

I never have nor will bother to wait in line... with desperation, behind the others who beg to seek the faceless...Someone to call their lover...but will Stand behind and beside my sister, my brother.

My emotions flow throughout my veins and cannot be read like a novel or a book....only those who seek the truth open the cover and take a look.

A hand is extended, for all who are willing to see beyond the minds eye. Leaving their shoes at the front door.... Paying respect, as will I.

I don't ever toss myself around, like a ball
without looking both ways. For one could be left emotionally scarred after being hit by being played.

One can call me sensitive or better yet insightful. Absorbing the scenery around me, like air...gives clear meaning.. not spiteful.
A sensor that can tell if someone truly cares

The world is like a mirror, there for me to view
and when I pick up signals, from all four sides.
Reacting with caution takes control. My heart initially displays.....access denied There are many holding onto what was and also what they pray would manifest.... forgetting that their behavior being ignored tattoos a scarlet letter on the left breast.

I don't ask myself, does he love me now
nor will I ponder over the list of possibilities. The number given, I toss into the wishing well for someone else to pick up, someone lonely.

When I speak the sacred word, "I love you" it means more than just three words with vowels.
Not a marriage contract, but a spiritual connection and I'm very clear, on the what, where, why and how.

When I read or hear the sacred word, "I love you". The images appear like scenes from a movie depending on where they originated from. Someone elses story, from friends and or family to the extreme of two free spirits entertwining or merely innocently connecting and in the saddest of cases..... One spirit trying to find the other, blindly.

The path that I continue to walk, smooth at times
can also be bumpy. While on this journey... Changes can and do sometimes happen but spirit has never deceived, what I am to see.

I have always followed my natural compass and realized that life-long happiness, single or not
does lie within each and everyone of us.

In is in Spirit I Trust

somethingelse40 76M
14676 posts
7/2/2006 10:27 am

the pineal gland in search of a galactic center …

It’s obvious that times are a changing: what’s not so obvious is their intended final form.

rm_Simplysexy65 replies on 7/2/2006 1:47 pm:
I use my third eye for insight and I plan to recreate myself at the seat of my soul. The best dreams happen when you are awake!

somethingelse40 76M
14676 posts
7/2/2006 1:59 pm

Now you tell me? Perhaps now I’ll somehow manage to stay awake more, daydreaming of you, and thus recreate myself at the seat of my pants. "When you plan a journey from your mind into mine, remember to allow for the time difference” AND THE AGE DIFFERENCE.

rm_Simplysexy65 replies on 7/2/2006 2:30 pm:
Wait are you saying you are a one minute man on Viagra? What did you mean by time and age? HA! Like a fine wine.....time and age.....Cheers! And what is with the Liege stuff! I deserve a differnt Nickname, dont' ya think! I mean it is kind of ....yesturday!! Eyes wide shut! What cologne do you wear?

somethingelse40 76M
14676 posts
7/2/2006 3:41 pm

My favorite cologne is the natural body sweat of a cleaned up white woman. When Viagra becomes necessary the cologne must be getting weak. Incidentally champagne and Viagra sometimes go good together for both participants, and quite an experience, I might add … cheers!!!! Alas, my liege, just a little memorial from Shakespeare, “Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin as self-neglecting.” When I buy expensive cologne, which is rarely these days, I go and sample the smells and get suggestions from the sales Lady. What is your preference, my liege? I will remember that one.

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