I turn to look he is not there.
I wait for a reply none comes.
I reach for him he is gone. I sent him away.
The pain is there and I allow myself to feel it wash through me. He is gone. I sent him away. He is gone yet I still breathe. I breathe because I have to. I will live on because I want to.
The moon moves through me and touches every thing that I am.
When the moon is waxing I become faintly mischievous and you may catch me winking at you.
When the moon is full if you're truly observant you will catch a glimpse of the fairy child in me dancing and playing in the blue berry orchards.
When the moon is waning the child goes away. The adult returns filled with worries about life, love and the pursuit of anything and everything.
The laughing child reaches up, hugs her. With a mischievous wink and smile says I love you. Let's play the moon is full again and it's fun.
In my dreams a man comes to me bringing smiles and kisses that wipe away my tears.
He offers his hands to me, I except.
We walk slowly, gently together holding hands, but soon our hands break apart to hold on to eachothers waist and we walk on.
He hums a sweet tune as he guides me to the river.
There I see he has made us a light lunch of cheese, apples, and grapes to fill our stomachs and strengthen us.
On the shore by the river there is a blanket with light lunch of cheese, apples, and grapes to fill our stomachs and
a basket filled with oils to rub all the aches in my body from the emotional pains in my life.
I feel refreshed and whole again full of love for this man who has picked me to share his healing caresses with.
I reach my hands to his and he accepts them with such love, trust and pure honesty that I weep at the tenderness of his gaze. I bring him to the river; shyly I remove his clothes and then my own. We move into the water together, I bathe him slowly massaging his body. I hear a sigh come from his lips as if he has been waiting a long time for this moment. He smiles at me and invites me into his arms knowing that I have always belonged there and washes me in turn. We lay our bodies down into the water letting it move over us our eyes never leaving eachother, our mouths never speaking yet our hearts speak volumes.
When we retire to the blanket we dry one another off with kisses.
The sun shines its approval and warms our wet naked bodies into a happy sleep dreaming about how good it will feel when we make love for eternity.
We wake up to find our arms and legs are entwined and realize it was not a dream but the reality of our beginning.
We laugh, smile and weep tears of joy because we know that at last we are home.
Well folks the time has come for the citizens of our great country to speak out with one voice! If we all agreed on a day where no one drove their cars at all. Maybe on Martin Luther Kings birthday. Free at last of high gas prices! Do you know what that would do to all the big gas companies? No one driving for just one day. To have (if you will) a sit in for a day. It would bring high gas prices to a halt. You think I am being naive you could be right but I doubt it.
It is now up to the people of America to say Enough! We are not sheep to be taken to the slaughter.
We do have a voice and that has been proven again and again. Please share your thoughts with me I am open to reading what you think. Our government is obligating to hearing our thoughts we are the ones who put them there. Maybe its time they remember that.
The big oil companies are out of control there is price Gauguin as if money grew on trees. It really needs to stop and its up to us Americans to show other countries why its important to have freedom of speech and that we are not afraid to use it.
Romantic love is a beautiful thing. This love gives us butterflies in our stomach; it makes our hearts smile with anticipation for our other half to return. We wake up knowing that there is a warm, safe and devoted places for us to return to when we have to go out into our busy day. It's the massage we get when the world outside is cold and critical leaving us stressed and feeling battered, we can finally relax and say aah ooh that's the spot.
It's the person we go to when a loved one has passed on because those arms will hold us until there are no more tears and cheeks are kissed and peace enters the heart again.
When the body and mind feels empty love smiles and whispers ever so softly in our ears how special we are and what a treasure we are considered and tenderly strokes the nape of the neck and winks with a mischievous smile.
There is that call just to say I want you mind, body and spirit and I love you just the way you are and we smile from deep down inside. Now all is good with the world because we are desired and appreciated completely and even deliciously and it's good.
When we have a victorious moment no one is standing taller cheering us on more then our love and for us that is the true victorious moment.
Even at the very moment love has to leave and we are broken hearted it is still OK because we know we were loved and we shared amazing things and our memories will last a life time and it is good.
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