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The book of life

Passing through the pages of story book called life
Looking at the memories and memories yet to have
When all the dreams are coming and all the dreams gone by
We only look to the fun we leave behind
The people that we came to meet and the people that we lost
All are in the pages of the book we call our own
We look back at the places and place not yet been
We can always see our family in the pictures on our walls
But the loved one that have come to pass we can see in our souls
The love that they bring to us is everywhere to see
I can feel there love love in everything even you and me

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Thoughts

I play with the thought that i can write .

I play with the thought that i can say

a letter i write but not much to say

i store my feelings and keep them a bay

why do i do this for there i much to be said

but the words they escape me and fall from my head

i put pen to paper but i just cant write

i doodle and scribble , it not a good sight

my words are like a painting ,for i need a muse

but i think of these time when i feel confused

my head is a volcano , it explodes with so much

but i want to sleep now i fight it so much

why is when you just want to rest your head start to be thinking and i need my bed

 

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Waking up with you

5.00am I woke up with you next to me
I can not move for there’s no time to see
I must get ready for work but your arms are inviting
You roll on your back and look towards me giving your lip a bit of bitting
Your eyes are suggesting for me to stay as you lay there and the clock ticks away

5.30 come round and i should get up but the warmth of your breast keep me near
As the time it passes the feeling of your skin and your embrace is an drug that there is no cure
I cant help this high i feel when we let time go and we stay in each others arms
 
6.00am comes and goes but still no one knows
We gaze in to each other eyes like stars in the night
Without a word spoken our lips meet and our heart beats for each other
The taste of you lips are an aphrodisiac that i must have
My skin tingles and my pulse races as you drug takes over

6.30am we are entwined in a lustful serenity and an galactic battle of sweat and passion
Your hips roll and i feel the warmth of your love serum soothing my exploring fingers
You breasts gentle and soft , but graceful lightly bounce as your hips roll to the pulsation of your heart
My finger they enter and your body explodes in a cascade of sound and love

7.00am you body tingles and teams with pulsation of passion
I explore your body with blink , not getting enough of your ecstasy
You body twitches and you cry out in a glorious chorus of angel song
Once the waves of high subside and we lose ourselves in the moment
I hold you near and whisper a line or two of our song
As i sit on the bed stroking you back you place you hand around me holding and pulling me back

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The window

A window is a doorway to another world
You open it and reach on through it like a portal back in time
You can see the world your leaving or the world to be explored
A window can be the opener to each and every soul
Out side it maybe raining but inside you are not
Inside maybe cool but outside maybe hot
The window is a protector from the storm that rages on
A window could be like a tv set ,the ever changing one 

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Easter day

The day is Easter , and the year 1926
It was a day much like today , in a house in the country . There was a child much like the ones of today always questioning always playing ,but this child never believed . For this child was a child born into wealth and never had to ask for anything .
This story starts the day before its Easter eve the child was happily playing in there room for he had not many friends , so the dolls and the teddy’s would give this child comfort and play .
As the child was playing the maid came to the room asking if they had been good and if they would see the Easter bunny in the morning . But this child was spoilt and no need to believe as there parents would give them all that they need .
As the day went on the child would ask ” what’s with this bunny and would i believe in a thing that has never come to see me  ”  .the day came to its end and bed time came round , but this child was wanting for this bunny to be found .
Tucked up in bed the child asked the maid why would a bunny come on Easter day . So the maid was explaining the story behind ,the Easter bunny and the ways to be found . As the child got tired ,they tried to stay awake ,but there eyes became heavy and they couldn’t stay wake
The stories are told ,the milk was now drunk ,as the child was all tucked up in there old fashioned bunk . There eyes were heavy and there beds were warm ,but they couldn’t stay awake to see in Easter morn
While they were sleeping on that Easter eve night , there was a sound for it would stir and fright .the child would wake up from a dreamless sleep , and look down the bunk and glance at there feet . The more that they focused they shape they would see , it was a bunny looking back at me .
The rabbit was placing an egg or three and looked back at the child as whispered  to see , ” are you awake child , i have a gift for thee ,im the Easter bunny do you believe in me ” . The child couldn’t believe it as they nodded there heads ” i believe in you now as your sat on my bed “
The bunny would jump up to the child tired face ,and sprinkled some chocolate egg dust and the child likes the taste . ” its time for you to sleep now as it still time for bed , but you will remember seeing me on your bed “
As the child fell asleep they whispered to him ” i believe in the bunny , the Easter bunny is he ” . As the hours past and the sun came to rise ,the child would wake up and rub there tired eyes . Like a great dream the child would look down at there feet . To where the easter bunny had left there Easter treats
The maid came to wake up that child on that day ,to see him smiling and feeling so gay .” i see that your happy did the Easter bunny come ” as the child look and pointed to the Easter fun . The child was excited and then a tear would fall down as they whispered and smiled .
” i believe in the bunny fir i have just seen this little Easter bunny who came to me ”

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The struggle

This darkness is everlasting its a whisper in the wind
The darkness will eat at our souls and it will never give in

The darkness is ever creeping, it crawls along the ground
Like a ever moving serpent it depowers all around

But once the darkness is fading there is a light to be seen
The light it will enlighten us for all shall be seen

There will always be a battle for when they will never win
But the best and strongest power comes from within 

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Easter bunny is coming

Easter is upon us ,and the hot cross buns are hot
Winter is now over as the last frost is on the ground
The kids are excited as there is chocolate to be found
The Easter bunny is coming and jack frost has finally gone
There’s one more sleep to Easter ,where has this year gone
Spring is a springing and the cats now go outside
As the morning is starting , there are bunny prints to be found
They will lead you to where the chocolate is because the earster bunny is fair
The Easter likes to play games , so he hides his bounty everywhere
So good luck when finding , as he hides them really well
In the trees and in the grass or even in the vegetable patch
He is really good a play now lets all go get set
There’s one more sleep to Easter i cant wait to go to bed

Happy Easter now your under the Easter bunny spell

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Warm waters

I step in to the shower and all i could see is water and steam all around me
The water is warm but too warm for me as it heats up the room for me to be
As i back in to the warming jets the water is soothing as it hits my neck
As the water it kiss my pains ,it talk to me and cleans things away
Each drop as it hits on my soft supple skin ,makes my body quiver and my face to grin
The drops are tickling away at my chest like little warming river over my breasts
Each drop would join together in a downwards dance and fall in a tropical dance
Each Rivulets of water touching each part of me , gives me goose pimple for all to see
The water is spraying on all parts of me ,i look like a goddess that sparkle for me
The water is caresses my back to my knees
My buttocks are warm as the shower rain begins to claim , its way around my body every little piece of me
The steam is surging and exploring in the room i see , little moisture kisses in the air for me 
The water is exciting as it strokes over my skin in to ever crease and crevasse on me
The water is exciting as it rolls on down my legs as the bubble burst
The bubble are my friends as they lather up with soap and help me clean my body with every stroke and grope
My hands they feel all soft now as the soap it lathers up , i must start my cleaning but my skin wont let me go
My fingers look inviting as they rub ,stroke and grope
The bubbles they start bursting from between my legs they be
They are bursting on my clitoris, and making my legs tremble and my knees weak
I really must stop now as i think i will go to far
I will finish up with drying or maybe have a bath

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