Kiss me like there’s no tomorrow, and I’ll believe all that you say; ’cause on this day I’m yours to borrow, and you may have your way with me. Speak to me with no words, but whisper desires of your fantasies; and I’ll be sure to rapidly, make those desires realities. –L.K.D.–

I was drenched by the same rain this man had to endure. The pain, in the form of rain, burned to my soul. After a short time of praying, an angel came down. The darkness became light and dry became the ground. We looked to the sky, and the rain had stopped coming down.

Have you seen my armor? I seem to have dropped it somewhere between joy and pain. Sometimes I can get so wrapped up in reading about it, that I forget for what it was meant. Sometimes I get so focused, that I forget I’m wearing it. Sometimes I’m so comfortable, I take it off, because…

In the late night hours, when all is still; when my mind is calm, when there are no chores to fulfill; when no one is calling, or needing, or pleading…or pulling, or whining, or requiring more. When no eyes are spying or opinions are flying, when all is quite except for the snores….I take out…

Oh hunny, you give snakes too much credit, you know they whisper before they bite. That snake didn’t creep up under your bedsheets, like a thief in the night. You enjoyed the way it moved, it’s skin laid curiosity to your mind. You blame the snake for being so cunning, yet take no responsibility for…

And no matter what the future holds, as his star, I’ll never dim my light.

I feel sorry for those affected by the stench, of the past you never got over, that’s affecting your decisions.

What’s the matter? We were once your greatest franchise, lest you forget your “privilege” was paid for with our lives?