We Made It Through Monday

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If I could quickly transform these thought waves to patterns, I’d probably be somewhere orbiting next to Saturn,

or swimming in an ocean of my own free will amidst lost emotions…

contemplating my destiny next to a fork in the road of fiery notions

Here comes the Yellow Brick Road…Karma is like that sometimes

Perhaps the crossroads of my soul carry a touch to a game thats long been sold

But it ain’t no hearts I’m after…broke a few of my own,

been living life as such since the day I left home

I’d much rather bury a hatchet than a casket but sometimes we just miss the signs

flag on the play and we just get left behind

It’s Heaven we’re all after but sometimes just forget to unwind

My image may not be the same as yours but we all deserve to enjoy quality time.

Kisses Are Nice but Memories Stick Better…

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One thought, two hearts,

Abreast as they soar.

Eight limbs embracing tightly,

Can you feel the amour?

Sweat dripping from our bodies,

As eruptions spew between us both.

A succession this is,

While our bodies seem to boast.

Thief to my heart,

Looking at you I stare,

You scream to me harder,

And I say oh, right there.

The energy is supernova,

The fires of hell would despair.

Your love takes me over,

To places I normally wouldn’t dare.

With the trigger finger of love,

I pull with much delight,

If the sun were to stare,

There would be nothing to compare

The voice of Mother Nature,

Scaling in degrees,

As the rhapsody concurs with souls.

And islands dance in the breeze.

Baby take me away,

Memories do seem to last forever

as fractions of your kisses  just as precise as the weather.

Gold plating to my karma, adhesive to my soul

Cherished forever, never letting them go.