To be mooned.
And gaze upon the stars.
As we lay on sand.
And underneath warm blankets.
Wishing to sip quickly…
On a glass of wine you get.
So I can again admire the placement of that ‘zit’.
On your round and muscular,
Tight and luscious ass.
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Not into that community madness thing.
The kind that unifies with speeches for peace,Two hours after a fresh drive by?Complete with domestic violence,And silent prayer vigils.With tear stained faces…To mask the commonplace,Disrespect and self neglect!Somehow…Those re-inactments,Squeezes from me…Every last dropp of joy I have.For a round of aging sentiments?Complete with Bible thumpers…Singing hymns with scriptures preached.And these same folks can’t speak…
Wise is the man who stumbles…
And continues to move forward.Many would rather sit,And relive the experience,Of it.To discuss the affects.A man who stumbles,Will not allow himself to be broken.Even IF he feels it.He may even show it hurts.However,When he begins to believe he is…He will spend the rest of his life,A broken man.With only sadness to offer!And memories of failure…
How can you justify,
If you have not partaken in those sacrifices yourself?To celebrate their tears and anguish,Without researching their pain…And those accomplishments,That have gained your freedomTo do as you pleaseIs not justice left to enlighten or appease.Forgetting to be greatful to people like these,Who only wished to do you well.When this ‘spell’ diminishes…And after the days of February…
I think it’s time to shop,
And sniff the freshness,Of an openness to leave.It’s time to scoop,Up some hoop and holler.And let that joy swoop over us…Like moolah!Gonna spend a mint…Casting sentiments to the wind.From treetops bent…Rejoicing from a high we bring to them.And-don’t-need-no-money-when-you-hav e-a-honey-you-can-love.And-don’t-need-no-mone y-when-you-have-a-honey-you-believe in!I think it’s time to shop,For new scents to breathe.And sniff the freshness,Of an openness…
Blessings…
To come and visit!Deciding to stay.Knowing an acceptance,Has been received.And finding it welcomed.Relieved!To everyone’s delight!As all sat excited,Sharing what has come…To be given to them!‘Don’t stuff yourselves…There is plenty to go around!For as much as you want,When you want it.’