Status związku: żonaty/zamężna
Szukam: przyjaźni
Znak zodiaku: Bliźnięta
Urodziny: 1972-06-11
Rejestracja: 2009-03-09
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One Touch

If you were here,
I would take the measure of your skin
with my fingers -
just a little brush across your arm
to blend my self with you
in a small, unobtrusive way:
not to wake you,
not to demand your attention,
not to disturb your dreaming -
but simply to stake
my claim on your next breath
and the words you would speak to me:
Hush. Come closer.

If you were here,
I would wrap my thoughts around you
and take you with me
into a world that would allow
no apologies for need
or the wants that surface
when the dark presses too close
to leave any room for sleep
and imagination becomes more a torment
than a virtue:
this constant whirling
of words and images from a
past and future that engulfs now
and chokes the air
with disturbances that leach the tears
from my eyes and leave me trembling.

I hold the memory of you
in my blood,
in my bones,
in my skin,
in my eyes reflected in the mirror:
did you dream me into being
or did my reality separate into
the half that is alone
and the half that is missing
without you?

When we are lost in our days,
we can choose the means of touch -
but here, in the geography of alone,
all maps birth confusion
descending to blind corridors
narrow with a wanting
that accepts no solace
without the touch
that is denied.


Life without sex might be safer but it would be unbearably dull.  It is the sex instinct which makes women seem beautiful, which they are once in a blue moon, and men seem wise and brave, which they never are at all.  Throttle it, denaturalize it, take it away, and human existence would be reduced to the prosaic, laborious, boresome, imbecile level of life in an anthill.  ~Henry Louis Mencken


A new season beginning,
Sun rising, peaks around the bluff.
Early this aurora; a becoming-
Coolness subsides, warmth of radiance aglow.

Through meadows flourished with blush and greenery,
Wither new life emerges from fertile earth.
And critters scour for meal beneath shrubbery,
While hummingbirds gorge on sweet ambrosia.

As I ponder and listen to a Robin sing,
Glistening rain descend from subdue sky.
Wonderment and spirit this time brings,
Magnificent creation of beauty to marvel upon.

Misilla de la Llana

The Aggie, the Longhorn, and the Goat

An Aggie and a Longhorn had just bought a ranch together, so they were driving the fence line to check everything out when they came upon a goat with his head stuck in a fence.

So the Longhorn gets out of the truck, looks around, and then starts screwing the goat. He gets finished, takes a step back, ands asks the Aggie, “Hey, you want a piece of this?”

The Aggie says, “Yeah, but do I have to stick my head in the fence?”

Conquistar Para El Amor

En El Paraíso de Tus Ojos,
me pierdo porque estoy perdido, Me Pierdo Perdido Estoy porqué,
en la paz de tus labios, en La Paz de TUS Labios,
me encuentro porque estoy contigo, me encuentro contigo Estoy porqué,
en el universo de tu alma, El Universo en tu alma de,
vivo con mil sentidos, vivo Sentidos millones en contra,
en ti, vivo amándote. en ti, amandote vivo.

Sabes a silencio ya sueños,
con melodías de ternura Con melodías de ternura
y tacto de deseo, Tacto y de Deseo,
sabes a mi mundo, Sabes a mi Mundo,
a todo lo que anhelo, Todo Lo Que un Anhelo,
sabes a amor, a mi amor . SABES un amor, un mi amor.