Soul Mates

Unleashed passion I have for you is only fueled by the greed and selfishness of your heart and love that I crave. The deepest of feelings are showing steadily as you can look into my eyes. Words part, but before I am able to speak you rip them from my lips and say the very thing I was going to say. Uncharted sea of my emotions play the biggest part. For my heart nor my soul wants to let go. Why can't I get over you. Mind has been wrapped around the image of you. Truth be told I'm still in love with you. The essence of you. The mind and soul. Nothing physical its purely spirit. It's our fate to be recognized as soul mates.

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Cemetery

This can't be happening, the worst thing for her to be imagining...ambulance sirens wailing, crowd outside forming, questions being asked and no one answering. They just stand there; staring. So grief stricken with thoughts bouncing in all directions, throwing the blame at any and all. Body rushed to the emergency, blood covering her clothes, still holding his hand as he's rushed down the hall until she can no longer follow along. Pacing those white hallways, shoes echoing, feet tired, body weary, but she can not and will not rest not until she knows the outcome of the tonight's events. It seemed like hours had passed, until a man came through the double doors wearing a mask.
"Sit down." He tells her.
"No." She refuses, "Just come out and tell me what the new is."
With a heavy heart he tells her the fate, that the body had been pronounced D.O.A. In that instant her world shattered. From that point on nothing else mattered. A piece of her died that day. Her sunshine turned to gray when she realized she lost her son on this day.
Who was she to turn to? No one in her corner. Family never really been around. The only one who mattered, who cared, was going to be buried eight feet underground. All of the planning was done threw swollen and red eyes. How she wasn't ready to say her good-byes. Really not having any money to do it, but she knew she had to go through with it. Going below broke and she knew it. But what was she suppose to do, the only person she loved unconditionally from the day she brought him into the world as a 16 year old girl. Forced to grow up so quickly, because those who she called family turned their back on her so swiftly. No one to help her up from her fall. She; herself was forced to grow up all alone. Shielding feelings and trusting no one. Pouring her all into herself and her son.
Sitting back and looking at all the pictures, strolling down memory lane. Tears come again hard and fast; streaking cheeks and staining pictures of the past. As she wipes moisture away from the frozen past. She stares into eyes of the one she loved with every fiber of her being. The eyes stare back her, feeling like they are speaking volumes without words actually being spoken. Sadness over comes her. Sinking into the deepest of depression. Right now feeling so far gone. Wondering what else is there to live for. Pain so intense that to be at bliss would be to end it once and for all.
The day had finally came. The burial. The farewell. The good-bye. With eye ducts to far gone for her to cry, she watches as the casket is lowered to the ground. With silent prayers being said and flowers being tossed down. The words "I will always love you." escapes her quivering lips. Her trembling fingers run over the cold headstone. Eyes closed. She's planted at the site. Unable to move. Hearing his voice. Smelling his favorite cologne. As if he were standing right there. Watching with her. She felt his hand; fingers laced with hers. Knees began to buckle; and slowly as she fell to the ground, an empty pill bottle was released from her grasp. Tightly in her hand she held his obituary. She died with her son this day at the cemetery.

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The Temptress

Late night, body tangled in satin sheets.
Palms sweaty.
Through my thighs
I can feel the heat.
Clit pulsating like it has its own heart beat.
Moisture consuming my love below.
Fingers tracing down legs; roaming over the
Thickness of my thighs.
Eyes closed.
My imagination goes.
Into the vault of my naughty thoughts.
I push the buttons of the secret code;
And the door pops open, out sleaks
The sexy; untamed me.
The temptress with curled lips
As SHE/ME bites the bottom lip
How taunting.
Temptress emerses herself into me
Taking over my senses completely.
Idle hands work they way on this
Body playground, leaving no spot...
Untouched...
Pinching and twisting the already harden
Chocolate nipples
Sultry moans escape through my lips.
Even laying down, rolling my hips
With fingers slightly dipped into
The temptress SHE/ME.
Gentle graze of fingertips over the slightly
Swollen pinky. That's what I like to call her.
Any type of touch wakens her.
Thump thump, thump thump...I can feel her
Back and forth
Up and down
In a circular motion
I call her to come to attention; and she listens
Gushing wetness on my fingers
Shivers course through core
Legs
Spreading
Wide and the cold air hits her.
The Temptress SHE/ME
Has taken over..
No longer the innocense of my being can you see.
Heighten senses of edorphines released...
As fingers dance around the slipperyness;
In
And
Out of me
Slow and Fast
Finger flicking and inserting
Body temperature increasing..
Breathing
Becoming heavy...
Removing fingers I have to taste me.
Sweet
Sticky
The Temptress SHE/ME
Continues her reign of tourtous pleasure.
Instictly she controls me
Telling me to slap the pussy...
I can't fight it..
I obey.
Rubbing fingers quickly
Insertion
Deeply
G-spot feelings so hot
My body on the edge
Explosion
Breathing so irratic
The Temptress SHE/ME
Controls
Over powers
And wills the Orgasm
In
Me.
Faster
Deeper..
The deepest I can go..
OH
MY
GOD
Body implodes
Shutters
Studders
No words able to form..
Heart beat returns to the norm.
The Temptress SHE/ME
Exits
Finally..
She's sleep.

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The Strong Survive

We fight a battle as humans we sometimes can not win. In hopes that when we give all we have to give it is enough for those who are on the oppose sides to realize what the prize at stake is one that all species look for. Beaded brows. Cotton mouths. Racing thoughts. Damming feelings that we can NOT and WILL not control. When the battle starts; like obedient soldiers we fall in line, putting our Shields on and charging stead fast into it. Not looking back, eyes blazed with the goal in sight. We fight. We fight with everything we have. Weapons drawn, aimed and ready, we push forward. Tears burn our eyes, emotions bruise and beat us. Tearing us down to size. Yet we keep fighting. Despite all the land mines. No cautions. Stepping blinding into the field and unknowingly; trying to save our comrades from the ongoing, the mind blowing, body spasming pain. And as we protect, we leave selves vulnerable to attack. When it does, we throw up the white flag, and go peacefully, because it's finally captured thee. In this war we have learned to take the blows, even though they may knock you as low as the cold cement ground. We must tend to our wounds and get back up on weary feet. We can not admit defeat in the war of LOVE because only the strong survive.

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Writers Block

In the mood to write, but not sure what to write...sexual tension needs to be released, unleash this beast, so that the words can come so easily. I want you to read something sexy from me, ladies get in you lacy teddies and a glass of moscoto, cuddle up by the fire with the man you desire, what I write may cause an inner inferno. Fellas listen to her body as it begins to talk. The hum of her lips, the heave of her chest, the beat of her heart. The only song you should be listening to. As you read these words in front of you, I suggest you do as they tell you to do. take her in you arms. Allow him to be your knight in shining armor. Stare deep into her eyes. Allow him to see not just the beauty on the outside, but the genuine angel that lies within. Kiss her deeply. Passion from within her surrounds the two; sending on them highest of highs. While parts below in her valley begin to flow, and the member in between thy thighs becomes as hard as steel. True love of the two is soon to be revealed.

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Definition of My Writing

My true passion comes from exxpression of words, thoughts, and feelings...words that read creating thoughts you never real believed you could have and stirring feelings deep within your being wondering where they manifested from...yes my true passion comes from expression of self. The words being a journey through the mind of a woman's personna, her character, through me.

He Told Me

He told me... he was going to get me. He licked his lips so seductively and stared deep into my eyes..
He stepped closer to me and said, he's going to get me. He said he was going to make me cream and scream. Cream so hard that I could ice twenty-four doughnuts; scream so loud the sound vibrated windows and shattered glass. He told me he would eat me so good that trying to run from his tongue would be fruital and just make him go in  even more. He told me he would dig into me until my knees buckled. So much so that I would have to be massaged to release myself from that current position. To the point where I'd have his breakfast, lunch, and dinner ready when he asked for it. He told me that when he's done with me. The thought of his name would get me instantly gushy and it won't stop until he comes to me again....This is what he told me...And I crave it.


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Quote Me: Seventeen

Don't let the fear and frustration of falling in love decide your future. Step up and step out!

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When The Heart Speaks Part IV

The heart beats a mile a minute, the words spoken influentially to me, beckoning me to open my mind to the existing possibilities... yet to the contrary of the happenings, there is nothing happening because yet again, my existants is no longer exsisting, to the person I want to see me.
So, quick do we forget the long night conversations of verbal communication of how much you desire to be with me, apart of me. How my heart believed every word that you said to me. More than just on a friend level I wanted to receive the love you said you had for me, all you were doing was just waiting for me to be ready. Yet steadily you were telling me just the things I wanted to hear. I should have known better the first time you disappeared, that you would fool me again...


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Hmm

So where do I start? I guess from the beginning. I didn't know where or foresee where this would be ending. Wasn't even expecting things to turn out the way they did. What am I suppose to do when the heart that beats inside of me is calling for you? Friendship started, just casual chats and communication all led up to extreme mental stimulation. Conversations on other levels more than just a sexual attraction very much to my satisfaction we connected on so many heights. On a lot of nights our conversastions would be the high light of my night. I know it isn't right, but how can I help what I feel about you? Its a curse in disguise. A sin yet so tempting; I'd empty my all into you. Show you the real soft side, nothing to hide. Holding my head up high as I stride to make you realize that maybe if not certainly, I could be the woman for you.

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Quote Me Sixteen

The strongest yet weakest muscle in your body is your heart...

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Word Play Part II

I whisper sweetly, yet seductively into your ear. Feel my words wrap around your cortex. Seep into the most inner sacared santum. Unleash the beast within. Though it may be a sin, but one you can surely enjoy. Words tapping on your naughty thoughts, tickling on your freakish side; urging you to come out and play. Doesn't matter if its at night or the middle of the day. Not surprising that you are fighting. I like the thrill of the chase. I like the fact that you try to sustain how these words make you feel. How they make you weak in the knees, make your head spin, make you salivate; begging for a mear taste of these lips that speak these words and cause you to be a you that you didn't know exsisted. A you that you try and hide beneath a strong and tough exterior, but once I let these words linger, let them dance around your brain, that all gets exposed. Words creep down to your bones causing unvoluntary chills and unwanted sweats. Leaving sheets soaked with body presperation and cotton mouth from unknowingly drooling. Who are you fooling. Words get to you quickly. No real need in resisting. I know its tempting. So just listen as again I serve this word play to you.

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Happiness

I fight with you constantly...
Consistantly, you torture me
Tease me...
As you hang in frong of me
Just barely out of my reach..
As if to teach me that I can't
Always get what I want...
But  how can you deny me?
Why are you smiling?
Laughing...
Taunting me..
I'm so tired of chasing you..
I'm exhausted from it.
My heart beat races
When I see you staring me in the face
Making tiny steps closer to you
Slowly strecthing my hand out to you
and just when I think I have you...
Again, you run away..
Stop playing with me emotionally,
I can't take it
The toll you have on me is slowly
Steadily...
Killing me
Depressing me..
And suppressing me..
Tearing and eating away at me
Won't you please just stop
Tormenting me.
How fun is it for you to see me run
After you....
Day after day
Pray for you...
Night after night...
It just isn't right the way you are treating me.
I realizethat peapole usually give up on you
Spending their entire life trying to get ahold
Of yo, and then once they do;
It seems so hard for them to keep you.
Why is this true?
Is there something certain that I have to do?
Oh it is?!
You say it's called telling the truth,
And that's all I have to do
Why am I still waiting for you?
It's not that  I'm not ready,
I've been patiently waiting..
And watching your every move.
One day I know I will have you..

Happiness why do you teat me the way you do.

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Walk Away

Inhaling...
Exhaling...
Thinking...
And rethinking...what happened, to slow to the draw?
Slipped through my fingers...
It was right there...
And now its disappeared...

No warning...

It just happened
Can't say I'm really surprised
It was staring me in the eyes
I didn't take heed.
If I had
Would things have been indeed

Different?

Finding out such things broke my heart into a million pieces.
Sharp..
Bloody..
Pieces of my heart shattered on the ground

Careful not to inflict my wounds onto you
Kind of emotionless as I sit and watch

Sit and observe, feeling more emotions that just disturbed
More like perturbed, but I don't want to be obsurbed, since
You weren't mine to begin with.

Happy that your happy
Sad its not with me..
But my heart you'll always have a part.

I can't really deny that I didn't see it coming
After you said what you said, I saw it slowly happening
Slowly drifting away

Day after day
Less communication
But our friendship I keep my dedication

Silently, I walk away...

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Mirror

Mispreception of me given by the smile semi permanently plastered on my face. On the outside the visions before you seems so happy and care free, not a bother in world. Step a little bit closer, look a little bit deeper. See the sadness on the inside? That part I try to hide, until I'm home alone sitting in the darkness with nothing but the deafen silence to keep me company. Plagued with all the thoughts of my "wrongs" and none of my "rights", all of my "downs" and never the "ups". In the front of my mind, I'm the one who is always fucking up. Beating myself into the ground. Feeling like I can't do anything right. The broken images, misconstrued and twisted up faces. This what I see in the mirror.

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Say Yes

The pleasure I desire, the one that kindles my fire, is the pleasure I get from pleasing you. Let me massage your neck. Remove those kinks with the hot oils scented with lavender lace. Making my way down your chest, feeling your heart beat my name...Fingers tracing down your torso heading for that more so, slightly swollen..muscle. Just say yes...
To what I have in store.
Small pecks on the lips, makes the soul skip a few beats, and the mind slip. Come on back baby, we just beginning, I'm going to need you to get a grip...

Of my hips as I straddle your lap. Wrap you arms around my waist, feel me grind against your man kind; I feel your nature begin to rise and slowly he starts to poke me, making my valley's river begin to flow. Slide your body digger into my mine and search until you strike the most priceless of gold, not to be bought or sold. Liquified treasure seaps down pole, keep digging there is so much more to go.
As much I enjoyed your digging, the lust in your eyes, the passion in your kiss, and the hardness of your tongue told me you were hungry. Who am I to deny a man his favorite meal? One last kiss I gave you, before sliding off the magnificent muscle. Dipping in a finger, as an appetitizer; placing it to your tongue. In the quickiest of blinks you had my legs wrapped around your cheeks...Devouring every morsel. All was heard was the lapping of a tongue and "oh shit, got damn, I'm bout to...
Mouth muffled by fingers that played in the valley earlier; allowing me to taste my river. Moaning uncontrollably, body doing involuntary spasms, on the verge of orgasm..
YES I screamed..More you demanded
YES I yelled...Say it again you told
YES I obeyed...and you ran that tongue in the deepest of the valley. I lost control...The valley over flowed its sweet, creamy, goodness...my body was laid to rest. I'll admit this was one hell of a trick, my pleasure turned to your pleasure. Our pleasure infused

All I had to do was say YES.

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My Version of Gone - By N'Sync

If I could take it back that day,
When we yelled and screamed for so long,
So long.
I can still remember the day when you walked out
Of the door.
The last words that you have said to me, was that
I have really changed
And maybe I was to stubborn to see that our love was in pain.
The words that I said, the venom you spoke could turn
Any heart so cold...
If I could just relive that day when you walked away
Wrap my around you and hold you close...
Right now...

As I'm laying here, crying out my eyes,
Pillow drenched with all the tears that shed
Wishing I had never let you walk away,
I reach out night for your body laying next to me
But the truth remains your GONE..

You're gone..
You're gone..
Boy you're gone
Baby you're gone, my love, you're gone..
You're gone..
You're...

I will own up to the fact here baby
That I pushed you away,
Wish there was something that I could do,
Turn back the hands of time that day.
I can hear the clock tick tick tick ticking away
Telling me thats my time with out you
And if we could go back to those happy days
How I miss the love from you.

So I will go on with a life
One that don't involve you
How I wish that weren't true
Wish that weren't true
But I know in my soul, that I should still be with you
You know it too

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahhh

As I'm laying here, crying out my eyes,
Pillow drenched with all the tears that shed
Wishing I had never let you walk away,
I reach out night for your body laying next to me
But the truth remains your GONE..

You're gone..
You're gone..
You're gone
You're gone...you're gone.. you're....
Gone

Oh...

Oh why must I be, left here so unhappy
Tell me who do I turn to,
When all I really want is you
When you left out that door
You took a part of me and more
Baby I need for you too see
That you belong with me

Ohhh ohhhhh OHHHHHH

As I'm laying here, crying out my eyes,
Pillow drenched with all the tears that shed
Wishing I had never let you walk away,
I reach out night for your body laying next to me
But the truth remains your GONE

But the truth remains your GONE..

You're gone..
You're gone..
You're gone
You're gone...you're gone.. you're....
Gone

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Trouble

Tremors tantalize my body as you surround your arms around me, passionately kissing me devouring my senses and awakening my inner most lustful desires of...
Ravishing you in your entirely. Taking my time as your lips wrestle mine, our legs intertwined underneath satin sheets so close to you I can feel your heart beat...
Obviously this was meant to be. You and I. He and me. You lower your head down to my neck and nibble on me. If I were standing you would have caused me to be weak in the knees; oh what a feeling...
Undeniably, passion ignited with the first touch, fire set ablaze with the first kiss, inferno let loose as our bodies become one...
Bracing myself for what is in store. Telling myself I will not become addicted to the love once given. Trying to make a promise to myself that I won't let it happen. Trying to remain captain of SS Passion....
Letting the deepest, untouched emotions come from the depths of my soul. As they make their way through my body to yours, I unleash these feelings through gentle touch..
Ecstacy takes over me while your hands explore my body, and your lips taste every part of me. Consistantly trying to remain in control, but eagerness have taken over, if I don't get this pleasure under control then I am in so much TROUBLE.


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The Battle

The love I have for you, surpasses my heart and obtains my soul in a unbreakable choke hold. Without you; trying to breathe is like a mission unattainable. All I am able to take are short, quick, breathes until I'm in your arms once again, then I can exhale. I can inhale the scent of you which causes me to go into such a tranquil state of relaxation. The endorphins in my brain release and cause simplistic peace, as I lay next to you; loving you.
The passion that releases from my lips to yours shutting my body down, and turning my spirit up, engulfing me on the highest peek of emotions that I never thought I could experience. A feeling that I never thought I could feel. While my affection trickles down from the essence of my being to the body that holds me so close. I lose myself in you totally.
Whispering how much I mean to you and you mean to me, my despair disappears, my desires increase, my fears of  being lonely decease to exist, as we reminisce about the perfect rhythm that we have enlisted into.
We are soldiers in this war of love, the battle field is our hearts, the weapons we use are the words we have, and the body language we show. Fighting against all odds. Raging against all trials and tribulations, to come out of the trenches, drenched with sweaty brows and battle wounds.
As we tend to each other's scares; we have come so far we have no further concern, no more sadness. At last its finish. The battle has ended. The victory is the love of you.


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Word Play

The alphabet courses through my veins, causing insane, sexual, intangible thoughts; thoughts some can and some can't comprehend. In order to understand you must be able to clear your mind, open your brain, and let me step into the warmth of your intellect. Allow me to mastermind my way around you cortex using my vocabulary to seduce you mentally. How do you think that would be? I'm so ready to attack you intellectually sexually that these words ravish you instantly I speak them swelling your membrane. When you open your mouth to speak and seek relief from verbal scholar, causing you to want to holler; quickly I silence you with words so sweet that as soon as they land on you, instantly you become..sticky...icky..with my words of brilliance, yet you are still resilient, not giving into the mental lashing that is happening. So I have to step it up a notch, massage you vocally with my genius. See I have a theory, that if I can captivate you with letters that are in various orders I can make you crave my voice, lust for a taste of my English, and feel lost without another dose of my wordplay.

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Listen to the Walls

Okay, have a seat let me talk to you for a minute this is an instructional on how to treat the pussy when you in it. For the most part you got to take your time with it. Whether its with your finger, lips, or dick. Listen to the walls when they start to call. If it's been a minute since someone has visited then I prefer a little fingering with it. Let me suck on two; getting them nice and wet for you, before they slide through and make their rounds around my swollen clit and insert into the pussy slowly and circle around. Listen to the walls when they start to call.
If it's your tongue that wants to get some, I have no problem with that at all. Sperad the lips and introduce yourself with a french kiss. Take your tongue and run it from the top of the clit, down the slit push my legs back because that's what you'll have to do in order to get that tongue in there like I want you to. Make it thick just like the dick as that wet tongue goes in and out of me. Go head and whisper to the walls, they listening, tell them something new, somehing they never heard before. Then listen to the walls when they start to call.
Now this last lesson is for the dick alone. I know ya'll like coming in strong, but don't be so quick to beat up shit, ease it in, and just listen to the heart in the walls, feel the muscles squeeze you like a hug  you never want to let go of. When you hear the walls start squishing around. Listen to the walls call as they choke the dick causing him to spit prematurely. That's when you start to beat the pussy walls, hear them scream, then feel them cream. That's because you listened to them walls call.

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The World Before Me

As I look at the world before me so much self destruction I see. I look to the right of me, see the homeless struggling. Walking up to everyone simply begging. No one caring. Forget about sharing. Everyone's concern is me, me, me.
As I look at the world before me, so much corruption I see. Who cares about the black male teenager who gets murdered by the police, or the little girl who gets kidnapped and isn't thought of by the media just because she isn't little blue eyed, curly haired "Susy".
As I look at the world before me so much lust I see. Women arguing over who's man is he; and the man just sitting back and laughing, while we as women are acting totally and utterly degrading. Don't take the problem to the woman you see, take to the him, because nine times out of ten she didn't know that it was you, him, AND she.
As I look at the world before me so much hate I see. What happened to the days of congradulating each other? Helping out your sister or brother? Being there to love one another. Using the advice giving from your mother and father when they said treat yourself as you would treat others. Now all you get is "Oh, its not going to work." People dragging your name through the dirt, all because they can't compete. Is this what it's all about; really?
As I look at the world before me so much lossness I see. Babies having babies. Mama's baby, daddies maybe's. Children funerals growing at alarming rates, because the parents aren't being parents they still want to go outside and play, not caring if they children has eaten, or bathed for the day. All I can do is pray.
As I look at the world before me, eyes non blinking, as tears fall steady. Head hung low, heart so heavy. Arms reached out for those who are ready to embrace the love and hugs to help deminish the pain away. Ears ready to listen to those problem burdening the mind, take your time. Release your mind.
As I look at the world before me. The silence is deafing. Why? Because no matter how loud someone is yelling..no one is listening.

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Grandparents

Quietly.
Watching and waiting for the image to appear
As I close my eyes, I can imagine you here.
I can feel your arms wrapped around me.
I can still smell your scent.
Tears blur my vision as I envision you
Sitting here by my side.
I can still hear your laughter filling the room.
Smell your cooking wafting in the air.
I miss you.
Hearing your words of wisdom.
Your words of intellect.
Never would I neglect to listen.
They have gotten me through some
Of the most difficult times.
I can't lie, it hurts like hell that your not here
Sometimes through out the night my pillow
Gets soaked by my tears. I can see you when
I'm dreaming. I reach out to you, but it feels
Like I'm reaching out forever. Chasing you.
The faster I run, the farther you get.
A distance I can never seem to catch up too.
I miss the phone calls every week.
The time I came to visit when you were so weak.
But through all the pain you with through you,
You remained strong. All along, sore and hurting.
Never alerting to what was really going on.
The admiration I have for you is nothing less than pure.
My heart for you aches and my ears yearn to hear
Your voice once more.
I sit and go through pictures. Seeing your smiling faces
Remembering the day that it was taken. I sit and reminisce,
Think and miss you now and forever more.
The impact left on me molded me into the woman I am today.
For that all I can say is Thank You. I love you.
For now, for then, for yesterday, for today.
I pray that you are watching over me.
Sending your love down to me.
Giving me nothing but positive energy.
When I'm down, I feel that I need you near me. I swear
The power of love runs through me. I know it is you
Sending your love to me. Telling me that everything
Will be OK, and that all I need to do is pray.
I patiently wait for the day to see you again.
But until then, I will just say I love you..
I miss you.

My Grandparents.

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