Gordon sucks, Dale Jr rocks. So he goes to Hendricks. The fans go to Hendricks as well. Dale will finally get to show off the skill of a driver he is because he will be out from under Tereasa's thumb.

Okay, today was an exception. I stopped by a local shell station and in today's world, somehow, I locked my keys in my truck. I have road side assistance, so i called them and they arrived about an hour later. If the person responding does it fast and efficently, does it warrant a tip? The company is getting quite a bit of money for responding to the road side assistance service. Any thoughts? Either I did the right thing or I was a scum bag.... please let me know....

In the moonlight of another beautiful night
They linger together seeking the soul of the other
As the shadows dance along the trees and grass
The two lay side by side as flesh start to collide
Their tongues intertwine as the saliva mixed with heat
The beating of hearts racing becoming as one
Their souls interwoven mingle about prancing gleefully
While the exploration of bodies let liquid pounce out
The thunder overhead brings screams in the night
As lightening bounces around the souls rave about
Flesh against flesh as love being made sweat pours freely
The souls thirst will be quenched at the beginning of dawn

When the magic man appears,
Does it mean that he appeals?
Will it happen without one thought,
That wild thing when it isn’t bought?
What a wonderful idea when he knows
That his brain is smart but doesn’t confront
He isn’t stupid, he’s been around,
He has seen it all except for the merry-go-round.
It’s really weird when he is right,
Dancing quickly in the moon light.
He knows what she dreams, oh so nice,
That he can read when the cats catch mice.
Somehow, someway, he is looked at as a dork,
Someone who would never question the stork.
He will never fully commit to lowering the walls,
You see, no one will ever take his Balls.
His blood pumps through is veins alright
He is alive and what a sight!
What he asks is very clear,
If there is another he won’t come near.
What is so hard about that we ask,
When all he wants is another to stay
And not stray.

It has many stones,
Hardened through the years.
They say that if care is taken
The stones will disappear.
Many people question
Many people ask
What is it that is inside
That we might want to see?
It beats to the blood that
Pumps through your veins.
Some say it will take a chisel
Others want to use a drill.
But it really doesn’t matter,
For you see, it’s my will.
The rocks will remain
Until another can see
That it only takes love
For the stones to disappear.

Heaven’s Angels

Angels have shown their face to me in the past
Wondering, what does it take to make it last.
Heavenly sent all dressed to kill,
They introduce themselves for a thrill.
The need inside wants only for me to arise,
But the desire thereof switches to their shifty eyes.
Oh yes, I have been here before,
The Angels want me to adore.
How can it be with the wall wound so tight,
That an angel enters me tonight?
I know their games, I know their plight,
Yet they insist that men are ignorant tonight!
Spreading their wings, the Angels take flight
Trying to show you their innocence is bright.
I’m not one to be fooled by the game,
Those Angels will spread seeking fame!
I ask them to only tell me the truth
Yet they want to start a rue.
Those Heavenly Angels so very white,
They want to bed without me tonight!

When I was a young boy, at the dinner table, I would get sick to my
stomach and walk out of the kitchen. However, when I would get to the
staircase, 3 or 4 spirits would walk toward me, chanting. I would become
so scared that I would dry heave. This happened over a period of time
until one day, it all disappeared. I grew up in an old house on 18
acres. Sometimes, I wondered what souls truly lived there.


Consciousness


Oh, the sound is so deafening,
The pounding won’t stop.
Do I dare let them into the
Recesses of my mind? As
They knock on the door, do
I allow the souls to enter?
It bangs away at my un-
Conscious being. Escaping,
I will, once it goes away.
Shutting out the truth, the
Honesty of the right way
To head in a desolate
World of confusion.
Is the commitment I made
To myself mean more
Than the noise inside
My being? I have been
Here before, the souls
Creep upon you to des-
Troy the very fiber you
Trust and promises made
To your own brain. Do
I dare let them enter
Into a mind so scattered?

Everyone should experience love at least once in their lifetime. I have
experienced it.... and someday, i hope to find it again.... I enjoyed
your poem very much!

Thank you for filling my mouth with beautiful words....

Okay, I will retract never to possibly not. However, there are those
(like me) out there that are very comfortable being by themselves and it
would take a sure fire significant other to change that pattern.....

So True, but then it depends on how deep and how emotional that question
is to the one we ask. Sometimes, we will never find the answer...

Wow, I enjoyed that very much.... Why is it??? That we can't find the
words to say??? I know there isn't anyone on this board that hasn't
been at a loss for words over a family member, friend or relationship.
Truly awesome.....

Somethings.... You truly don't really want to know.... I enjoyed reading
it, though.....

Beautiful.... (speechless)....

I like it, as long as it is all equal, Heaven forbid it leans one way or
the other........

Anyway, I liked it... no matter what is going on, the words ring true...
You know, I'm sure you all know what is going on, but as someone who
likes to write, sometimes, just sometimes, people misinterput who it
really was written for and about. God knows, I have written several
poems about noone. Even though, if someone knew a previous relatiohship
I had, they could relate it to that. Incredible, when it isn't even the
case. But, I say, do what you must, I still enjoyed it.....

Donna Summer...
I love to love you baby....



I love to love you baby...

When you're laying so close to me
there's no place I'd rather you be
than with me here

I love to love you baby...

Do it to me again and again
you put me in such an awful spin
in a spin

I love to love you baby...

Lay your head down real close to me
soothe my mind and set me free
set me free

I love to love you baby...

When you're laying so close to me
there's no place I'd rather you be
than with me here

I love to love you baby...

Do it to me again and again
you put me in such an awful spin
in a spin

I love to love you baby...

I love to love you baby...

I love to love you baby...

Love to love you baby baby...

I love to love you baby...

When you're laying so close to me
there's no place I'd rather you be
than with me here

I love to love you baby...

Do it to me again and again
you put me in such an awful spin
in a spin

I love to love you baby

Lay your head down so close to
soothe my mind and set me free
set me free

I love to love you baby

When you're laying so close to me
there's no place I'd rather you be
than with me here

I love to love you baby

(After that, I'm pretty worn out!)

It is so difficult to get back different paths chosen to go down the
same path after many years. I love it because I can relate! Thank you!

Wow, I like it... Simply, because I will be single until the day I
die... If you are wondering.... someday, ask me why?


I love your lips TxsGal3333

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