Sunday, February 13, 2011

Valentine's day

what does it mean?  well you are wrong, you don't have to bring a thing home to your wife and you girlfriend if she remembers it; so! well than let her bring sweet and sour source to you and say it.  Happy Valentines day don't do a thing, don't lift a finger.  
            But if you really love and have love in your heart let it beat with the blood of excitement and try to bring her the world and him the biggest toy that is imagine because valentine is about the love you already have and know and have practiced and now it is natural for you to do it with your small group (him and her).       Your practice should have been the world and you should have passed with flying colors and if not we will see all of the failures after valentines' day see it in the ( divorce, breakup, separations, and domestic violence these are the out comes, sad!  So please practice your valentines with loving the world first then one and one I think its better that way) here is a poem or two. I love you FB this is our Valentines :-)

Just a word or two

We only had just a word or two,
But our conversation just grew and grew.
Look at how a moment just lasted and lasted,
For not just an hour but maybe two!
And all we had was just a word or two.
Who really knew?
What a word or two would really do?


By GtW  o1-o2-o6 cc

Holding on to raw flesh being choked and strangled by the wave of stench that has changed us all into a pile a wavering disappointment,
We have become pile of psychological bull, stretched over pure ignorance and we stand there quite content and pleased with what we have.
 But me I grasp for air something more than just your average; I see something up in the distance and if at all it is only you then I have been successful.

I will grasp on to you and what you offer and strip it looking for the truth,
My single enticement is to hold true to the one thing that was given to me and not forced on my in anyway.  
And that is LOVE.
I have been loved by Mother and Father and delicately they caressed my heart;
I stand firm because I am a man but gingerly and tenderly I posses tears and arms that are warm.

And as I come toward that man in which you all women would like to see in human form; I grasp for my dear life to be him;
The truth is I will die here waiting for only one special person my valentine and even though I am gasping I lay here grasping to love because I at least believe.



By GtW  o2-14-11 cc

No comments:

Post a Comment