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   I can feel my body crying out for your touch. For your arms to engulf me. Long ago are the days of simple affection. I wish I could bridge time and once again feel that first kiss.   I would change nothing of our past together; every step we took has led to this happiness I have now. Merely, I would change the next steps we take with each other. I would tell myself wait. This is one thing that cannot be rushed. if you push and push it will not push back but just cave in.   I can feel my need for closeness grow. The want to know; the lack of knowledge. I can feel words forming into sentences, sentences forming into paragraphs slipping f

You're a beautiful mess A gorgeous disaster A lesson in catastrophe You're a know-it-all man A right from the start A take it one step too far I'm a beautiful mess A gorgeous disaster The road to catastrophe I'm a shy little girl A lost puzzle piece A beaten heart with a few strings We're a beautiful mess A gorgeous disaster A picture of Catastrophe We're a broken down telephone A missing in action A worth while chance at simplicity

All the things I wish I could promise you ay dormant on my tongue All the things I wish I could give you Lay dormant in my heart I wish I could promise you: Moon and stars Sky and earth Sun and the universe I wish I could give you: A thousand years of bliss A year of unconditional love An hour of all-knowing truth All the thigns I can promise you Lay ready on my lips All the things I can give you Lay ready for your want All the things I can promise you: To always love you the best I can To never leave or abuse you To always try All the things I can give you: Myself, as broken as I am My heart, as battered as it is All

Lovely isn't it The way one's cheeks glow with love The way the heart yearn's for its's lover The way the lover feel's the yearning Lovely isn't it The way flaws turn to beauty How beauty seems to lose its meaning The way the heart can blind the mind Lovely isn't it The way one can fight against nature The way nature feels the fight and waits The way nature springs when the time is right Lovely isn't it The way time speeds up and slows down The way memories fade The way love burns Lovely isn't it The way one forgets what they have forgotten Remembers what's been lost Learns to cherish whats been given

If you asked me today for my hand I'd ask if you'd promise me sixty years If you told me you loved me a sly grin on your face I'd ask if you'd say it again If you wrapped your arms tightly around me I'd ask for an hour of just this If you kissed my lips lightly I'd thank God for the second of bliss If you vowed to never leave my side I'd ask for eternity as well If you vowed no man would tear us asunder I'd vow I'd rather go straight to hell If you asked for me to love you forever I'd giggle at you boldly My heart is yours, I'd say For now and for always

If you asked me today for my hand I'd ask if you'd promise me 60 years If you told me you loved me a sly grin on your face I'd ask if you'd say it again If you wrapped your arms tightly around me I'd ask for an hour of just this If you kissed my lips lightly I'd thank God for the second of bliss If you vowed to never leave my side I'd ask for eternity as well If you vowed no man would tear as asunder I'd vow I'd rather go straight to hell If you asked for me to love you forever I'd giggle at you boldly My heart is yours, I'd say For now and for always

What happens to a soul that wants to leave but cannot go? What happens to a heart free to wonder, instead stays in its place? What happens to a smile broken by the world? What becomes of a woman with these things? When a woman longs for only one thing, with everything she is Is it wrong to want what you cannot have? When she can see, feel, cry out for your touch, Is it wrong to want what is so far away? When she doubts what she is and ponders what she was, Where does she turn for comfort? When she defines her state in life around all you are, How does she keep it together when you’re gone?

A year has passed, come and gone Content at last, my heart grows fond. A year of growing, a year of time So much knowing, not worth a dime. Someone should have told me, someone should have warned Don’t live life too boldly, sometimes its right to be scorned I wish I would have known then, what I now know Always wishing grows thin, never receiving can make you grow To have grown and not to have changed To have sinned and not to have blamed To stand tall and keep your eyes held straight Face the world, face your fate. A year has passed, come and gone Content is worthless content is and being fond. A year of growing, a year of

If I were in charge of the world, I would cancel any show with an 80’s rock, pop, metal or rap singer trying to find “love” in it,  American Idol, Deal or no Deal and also tampon commercials. If I were in charge of the world, there would be NFL football year round, a taller height average for women and realistic body types for models. If I were in charge of the world you would not have Mark Twain novels, you would not have Pro-life billboards or the band Metallica! You would not even have the Jordan Creek Mall. If I were in charge of the world, Venti Caramel Frappacino’s would be a vegetable, all words would be spe