underthings are wonderthings
that delight me to the core...

the only thing, that's better than 'em...
is skin and nothing more.

you are so right...how grateful I am for the sweetnesses and friendships we have here

I can hear your breathing, as you lay beside me...
feel the warmth of your body next to mine.

faint light in the eastern sky...flash of memory from last nights wine...

sun now beckons...as I taste your kisses, feel your touch as day unfolds...

not much rhymin' but I gotta tell ya...before this stories' old...

if the nite before didn't float your boat... you can bet the morning would!

some people say that lovers of the rain are all wet...but most everyone agrees that wet is good

I'm glad you wake up...I wonder what would happen if you fell in the water?

words fail me here...mmmmm

tired and lonely is a tired rut that wears one down and out,
slogging so long, without a song...its not what lifes about.

grateful today for the friends I know here,
thoughts and ideas that bring about cheer.

you're taking the time, to listen to, heartfelt inspirations...
not just the news, or social views, or budget calculations.

here we share with those who care, and care for those who dare...
to reveal themselves, no holds barred, right down to underwear.

smiles and tears...a chuckle too...always something to think about,
simple sharing, a little caring, and "Poof" not down and out.

very nice

a woman who can dream and write them as you do...is a queen of these things...indeed!

no dividing while folks are watching...cool thoughts!

and thank you for the gentle reminder, love your attitude of gratitude.

measure not...gifts of the heart
never stopping...one must start.

once its started...no scale can weigh...
the burdens lifted, by what we say.

hoping the lord smiles on you and your family this day

good for him....and Yes You Are!!!

sweet, sweet morning, a lucky flower got the name...but the essence really must be experienced...MORNING GLORY... thank you

she came to me like a warm breeze, on a cool autumn night...
wrapped her arms around me...lips touch mine in sweet delight.

she spoke to me of longing...whispered truths I knew were there...
I felt the words she spoke to me, shared thoughts beyond compare.

the whispers turned to sighs of passion, we two became as one... glowing embers, in each others arms, we waited on the sun.

I'll not forget the words she spoke, as I walked away at dawn...
need milk and bread, old fool she said, and put yer britches on.

fear not sweetness, for lost is who we are now...moments of you revealed...are moments of discovery, for each of us...thank you..

wonderful connection, thank you so much...