Expectations

Come over
Come over come over
Let us take a break from our businesses
From the distractions of worldly gains
Let us instead create love
Let us create beauty
Come close to me
Let's create something truly magnificent
Come
Come close to me
Closer
Let my the beauty of my loving energy surround and move through you
May we both be lifted into higher vibrations
So that we may float through our days
Our weeks
Our months
Come close to me
Breathe into me
Breathe into love
Breathe into love
Breathe into beauty
Beauty is you
Beauty is me
You are love
As I am love
Together we create the beauty of love

Young and Beautiful

Under the stars
Under the moon

We lay in the hammock and swoon
Counting each one till our arms are tired
The trees sway side to side
Swaying us in desire
The midnight jasmine is in full bloom

The wind kisses us slowly
So we snuggle closer
Breathing in love Becoming lighter

Becoming Closer Becoming One

Pretend

I can't pretend.
I cannot pretend that I don't want to call you and text everyday
I can't pretend that I don't want to chase you from mountain to mountain trying to grasp your love.
It is deep and I want to feel it in my soul
I want every part of you
I want the beauty of it
I want the light
I want the dark
I want it all
I want to be all that you desire
All you could ever wish for
I want to be the angel from your dreams
And the devil
I want to inhale you
Breathe your into my soul
I want to free you from all your inhibitions
I want to free you
Free you to love unconditionally
As I will accept you for who you are
Come to me
Ride the wave of my love
Come to me

Pulled Over a Second Time

"Don't you just love this car, babe," Martin, Julianne's boyfriend, says and glances at her, hoping she shares the same enthusiasm.

When she rolls her eyes and stares out the window, he realizes he will have no such luck.

"Babe come on, its a beautiful car," he says squeezing her leg.
"Yes babe, its a beautiful car, I wish you would get so excited about driving me," she says.  

He turns on the radio, and turns up NPR. "Babe, come on can't we listen to some music, I mean seriously," she says.

"No I need to hear what's going on in the world," he shoots back at her.

Julianne slouches in her seat and stares out the window. Two cop cars pass the car with their lights on, and she thinks about the last time she was pulled over by Officer Randy. It's been three months without a single word from him. Biting her lip she thinks about the forest, and the tree he propped her up on, she had deep scratches on her back that lasted for weeks after that day.

For weeks she would constantly check her phone, hoping he would text her for another round, but everyday she was disappointed. After about a month she met Martin, but she would still think of him from time to time.

"Babe, do you have to use the restroom, there's a rest stop in a mile," Martin says interrupting her thoughts.
"Um, no but I don't think there's another one for a couple of miles, so I'll go ahead and go."
"Ok, try not to take a long time, we have a schedule to keep."
"Ok."
Martin pulls into the rest stop and parks.
"Are you getting out?" she asks
"No, just hurry up."

She slams the door of the car and runs inside. As she walks to the bathroom she turns to see a police vehicle pull up next to her boyfriends car. A chill races down her spine, she spins and bounces to the restroom. As she pulls her short blue dress up she starts fantasizing about all the scenarios that could happen, even with Martin there.

"Oh my god, what if he finds out, I wonder if the cop will flirt with me in front of him," she thinks and then shrieks with excitement. "I'm so crazy, I don't even know if it's him or not."

Martin nods respectfully as the cop gets out of the car and looks at him suspiciously, then looks towards the building.  He slowly walks inside and towards the restroom, but doesn't go in. He stands there for several minutes then walks back to his car and speeds off.

Julianne finishes in the restroom and begins to make her way back to the car. She walks out of the restroom and a strong cologne smacks her in the face, she deeply inhales and lets out a intoxicated moan. She jumps in the car and looks at Martin.

"Did you go to the restroom?"
"No I -
"What cologne are you wearing?" she says leaning in to sniff him.
"I'm not wearing any."
"Oh, did someone walk into the restroom?"
"Yeah some cop but I don't think he went all the way in he just stood at the door and then ran back to his car and sped off."
"Oh."
"Why."

She just shrugs. She looks out the window with a smiley smirk on her face. As they drive down the highway she looks for the cop as nonchalantly as possible. After about 5 miles she gives up, rolling her eyes in disappointment.

"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, I think I'm just really tired."
"Well take a nap."
"Hmm."

She closes her eyes and tries to relax. She can feel a hand on her leg, slowly moving up her thigh, her clit starts to pulsate, she squeezes her legs together as she feels the moisture grow between her legs.  She opens her eyes thinking Martin is touching her, but he is bobbing his head to NPR's classical music and staring intently at the road. Realizing that it was just her imagination she grabs Martin's hand and places it high on her thigh.

"Babe, seriously, I can't drive and play with your pussy just wait till we get to the hotel."
"But I'm horny, why don't you just pull over and give me some on the side of the road?"
"Are you crazy? People will see us!"
"There are trees," she says smiling and closing her eyes.
"No, only trash has sex on the side of the road, and we're class, not trash honey."

Shocked she just looks straight ahead at the road.

He looks at her, "I know you're a little wild, but I'll tame you baby," he says squeezing her leg.

She continues looking out the window. A moment later he looks in the mirror and sees blue and red flashing lights.

"Great, what the hell did I do? I was going the speed limit."

He slows down and pulls over to the side of the road. After several minutes the cop slowly gets out of his car and walks to the driver side of the Mercedes.

"License and registration, please."
"May I ask what you pulled me over for? I was doing the speed limit."
"All I need from you right now is your license and registration."

Martin slowly hands over the paperwork, and the officer takes it and walks back to his car. Julianne watches as the officer studies the paperwork while making his way back to the police car. Not recognizing him she turns back around and slouches in her seat.

"What's wrong with you?" Martin asks.
"What? Nothing, I just thought I recognized him, that's all."
"Well, don't make a scene I don't want a ticket."
"Yeah, ok."

Martin watches as the officer talks into the radio in the front seat. He fidgets nervously wondering what could be the problem.

"Ok, so you tell me not to look at the officer, but you're giving him the stare down in the mirror, seriously?"
"Well he keeps talking in the radio, and I want to know what for."
"Why do you care so much? Did you murder someone recently, are you really on the run," Julianne says laughing.
"Very funny."

Finally, the officer gets out of his car and walks back to the driver side of the Mercedes. Martin rolls the window back down and the officer bends over and looks at Julianne.

"Ma'am, I need to see some identification."
"Excuse me, what for," Julianne says.
"Miss, step out of the car."
"I will not! I know my rights," she screams at him.

The officer walks quickly to her side of the car opens the door and removes Julianne from the car.

"Julianne, you are under arrest, I must take you to the station for some questioning."

Martin darts over to where the officer is handcuffing Julianne.

"What is she under arrest for? You can't just go around arresting people for no reason!"
"Sir, calm down, or I will calm you down. Take a step back. You can meet her at the station."

The officer then roughly escorts Julianne to his car and puts her in the back seat. He then walks to the driver side gets in and speeds off. Martin then jumps in his car and follows the cop car several miles. Noticing this, the officer calls another car to pull him over.

"Seriously, your not even going to let him follow? What the hell is really going and what is your name?"
"Where, your going darling, your not going to want him to follow you. I'm Officer Henry, I'm a friend of Randy. You do remember him right."
"Wait, your a friend of officer Randy? Ok, now everything is making sense. Are we going to see him?"
"Just relax and enjoy the ride."
"Well I did the first time," she mumbles smiling.

After about an hour of driving, Henry finally pulls up to a two story cookie cutter house. Very well maintained home thats looks as if no normal family with kids could possibly live there. The front door opens and out comes Officer Randy. Julianne's heart skips a beat at the sight of him. He strolled over to her side of the car and opened the door, gently taking her hand and pulling her out of the car. They stand face to face and just stare at each other for several moments. Randy leans down and kisses her on the forehead.

"So, I'll be going then," says Henry.

But neither hear him, they are completely lost in each others eyes. He again takes her hand and escorts her inside.

"Please, have a seat, make yourself comfortable", he says in his deep husky voice.

Julianne slowly walks over to the large couch that faces the kitchen, where Randy is.

"What is that wonderful smell?"
"I cooked for you."
"Really? That's sweet of you. But how did you know I was going to be here today."
"I know more than you'll ever know. I can see you whenever I want, Julianne. I'm a little disappointed though that you didn't wait for me."
"How long did you expect me to wait, I mean I have no way of contacting you. I thought you forgot about me."
"I know what it is you need, I know how to give you what you want. Everything you could ever wish for is here, I just bought this house and got some other things in order, so that we could be together."
"How do you know I'll accept? What if I think all of this is crazy?"
He looks at her and holds her face in his hands. "Well, do you think all of this is crazy?"
"Yes, of course all this crazy."
Julianne can see the panic creeping up in his eyes, as he pulls away.
"But I like crazy," she says and kisses him passionately, biting his lips.

He picks her up off the couch and carries her upstairs, lays her on the bed and slowly kisses her body inch by inch while removing her clothes. She takes every kiss into her soul, which makes her feel as if they are floating around in the clouds. She removes his shirt then unbuttons his pants, setting him free. He climbs on top of her and they both moan at the pleasure of their bodies touching and connecting.

"I'm yours and your mine," Randy whispers in her ear.
"Yes, I'm yours."

This one is for you

My heart pounds
Everytime I see you
My heart pounds against my chest
It threatens my rib cage

My heart swells
Everytime I touch you
My heart swells
The painful pleasure

Releasing

Bleeding light and love
The Beauty of it the feeling of it
The purity of it

The connection
Our connection
The energy
Our energy
My energy moves freely
Engulfing you surrounding you
Pulling us closer

Abandoning all forms of resistance
Abandoning all forms of reason
The only thing left is the feeling
The feeling of me loving you

Craving yearning wanting
More of the forbidden
Abandoning all doubt

My heart opens
Letting you in
Only wanting to give love
Only wanting to lift you up

Breaking

Breaking when we part
My heart
Bursting
Shattering all over the earth

Piece by piece
Missing you

Come here
Come up here with your Queen
Your Goddess
Where all things are sweet like honey
Where all things feel like heaven
Where every part of you is accepted

Come

Take the love
Accept the love
Breathe it into your soul

Abandon the darkness
There is no judgement here
Pursue the light
It is here for you
Waiting for you

Addicted

You invaded my mind
I couldn't concentrate
Work is impossible

I just wanted to hear your voice caress the melody of my name

See your face next to mine
your cheeks against my cheeks

I want to inhale you as my body tingles with anticipation
My hands yearn to touch your soft smooth skin

Yearning even more for your arm to wrap around my waist pulling me in close to you
tightly wedged against your firm body holding me
As my face snuggles against your neck all I can think to do is kiss it
Kiss every available inch

Tasting you gently with my tongue then nibbling on your ear lobes

Momentarily I close my eyes and hold that image in my head
The desire is so strong I can almost taste you
Though you are far away my minds pulls you close to me

 I open my eyes to look around 

The lust that I carry 

Even without you there
It lives deep within me taking over mind, body and soul

Waiting For The Next High

Every song is a love song
Every moment I hear your name
Your face haunts my dreams
Our energies have connected

Then you disappear

But you keep me wanting

Craving you
Inhaling you
Touching you
Wanting every part of you

You're my addiction

Just when the door on my heart starts swinging closed
Damn, here you are again
Got me feeling so exposed
Making high
Giving me what I need to survive

Keeping me addicted
Keeping me at a distance
Warming me up
Then turning ice cold

Where did you go

 Missing you
Then craving you
Turns into hating you
Then needing you

I'm just over here waiting
Waiting for your love
Waiting
Waiting for your touch
Just waiting

Taking a Chance

Protection
Can you protect yourself while enjoying yourself
While protecting yourself from harm
Are you also blocking
Happiness

By controlling your emotions
Are you preventing the experience of
Joy

When you encase your heart in stone
Are you blocking out
Love

As you blind yourself to humanity's numerous views
Are you preventing the possibility of
Peace

Open your heart
Open your mind
Experience
Just experience Life

Experience the Power of Connection
The connection of hearts
The connection of minds
The connection of earthly self to higher self
Your connection with your Source of Existence
Only then will you feel an overwhelming fulfillment of love, peace, joy and happiness 

Just Let The Light In
Absorb it
Let it consume you
Let it lift you into a higher consciousness

The Beautiful Things

Everyday we are faced with negativity, the darkness not only surrounds us, but it resides inside us.

This creates an illusion that speaks to us, causing our minds to lose focus on the beautiful things.

It causes us to forget our purpose.
To bring light into the world.
To display pure unadulterated love, to ourselves and the ones around us.

The things that keep our hearts purified with love are choked out and forgotten, making us feel like a heavy blanket or atmosphere is surrounding our soul, choking out the light that wants to shine within.

You are not alone.
Your light is there waiting for you to consume it and become closer to enlightenment.

Acknowledge and accept that you need help in bringing the light into yourself, while rejecting and pushing the darkness away from you.

Ask your Higher Being to help you, guide you and love you. 
Ask for what you need, and listen to their answers.
They will only do what is best for you.

There is no rejection in their love.

Meditate. It is the only way you can hear the answers your guides are providing for you.
Quiet your mind.
Listen.

Follow your intuition, it is another way your guides are helping you.
Throw away all fear, all hate, all negativity.
Let the light in.
Let love in
Let peace in
Let joy in
Let prosperity in
Let all these beautiful things into your soul.
Watch the blessings come in.

The Warmth of the Heart

It is pure
The release of expectations
The beauty of it brings thoughts
Beautiful thoughts just to adore
In its truly unadulterated form it only gives
With out the need to receive
It only lives
Through your expression
It will not posses you
But only be true to you
Lifting you higher
Higher into the light
Purifying your soul 
So that you may be true to yourself
Only inspiring you to be radiant
Bringing forth your true self
Your true beauty
Inner and outer loveliness
Your perfection
The elegance of your soul
Can only be displayed by you

Ahhh

Ahh
The pressure
Looking down I see it
The darkness
My head
The implosion
The pain

Looking up I see you
Over me
Right hand on right shoulder
Left hand on left shoulder
The pressure
Cracking shoulders
Cracking under pressure
My back gives in
Bending backwards

Keep pushing
It keeps getting darker
Looking up
Reaching up
Left arm right arm
Reaching
Pleading

Slipping away
Grasping only air
All I hear is the clicking
The click click
Slowly moving away

The gentle breeze welcomes my demise
Enveloping me
The darkness welcomes me
Painfully
I fall
Forever

If I had just said, Hello

I was more than the usual sweaty after my work out, the sauna wasn’t burning today but just hot enough to help my whole body eliminate the toxins that have been created in the last week of unhealthy eating and drinking. I could see the bright sun pulling me toward the door, out of the cold air conditioning, promising me comforting warmth. 

As the door opened the wind kissed my face, cleansing my lungs as I inhaled. Desperate for more I 
close my eyes and inhale deeply, taking in the deep cool breeze, as I breathe out I feel more relaxed. Relieved to have gained my second wind I glide as if on a cloud to my car. 

 Looking for a parking spot, up and down the aisles, I let the shiny new black Cadillac that caught my eye, with blinding bright wheels, go ahead in front of me. Though I could barely see into the car, due to the tints, I could make out that someone was politely waving thank you as they went by. Finally I find a spot, so I parked and strolled lazily into the store. 

As I walk down the main aisle, I could sense someone watching me, I could feel the energy as I walked towards whoever this person was, a warmth almost burning energy surrounding me, jolted by this strong feeling I look up to see who could possibly have such an effect. 

As my heart beat faster and I slowly glanced up all I could see was this tall, five o’clock shadow, caramel colored face beauty, with temptingly luscious lips and dark brown eyes that stared straight into my soul; with the muscles that were bulging out of his shirt, I couldn’t help but momentarily stare. Desperate to find a reason to look away, thankfully for me, the aisle I needed to go down came up, and so I forced myself to look and walk the other way and get what I came here for, toothpaste. He walks by silently, without a second look. 

Finally, I have what I came for so I walk leisurely towards the checkout, as I scan the lines I stroll toward the shortest one. And there he is again, right in front of me, close enough to touch him, he has one item of plastic shower curtain hooks, and he quickly glances at my hands and looks away. 

Everything inside me wanted to say something, even if it was just hello, and as I was mustering up the boldness to do so, a nice older woman starts talking to me. She could see the sweat on the back of my dark gray shirt from the workout and she wanted to talk about it. Politely, I indulge her hoping that she would give me the chance to at least catch the eye of the beautiful stranger standing in front of me. Not a chance. Even when I glanced his way several times, he never looked at me again. I can’t remember one word that lady was saying.     

The girl at the register rings his one item up and he walks out. I also only have a couple of things, but before I could get out the door he is already to his car, his shiny new black Cadillac, with blinding wheels. He is parked across and a few spaces down from me. I watch as he drives away and he’s gone. I can’t help but wonder what have happened if I had spoken to him, even with one word, hello.

Watery grave

I was in the living room when I first heard it; watching one of many favorite scifi movies. At first I thought it was just the movie, and I looked at the cats and they were still sound asleep. Then after several minutes I heard the sound again.

"Did you hear that?" I said sitting straight up looking at the closed door of the second bedroom.

"Hear what," he said not taking his eyes off the movie?

"That scratching noise I can hear it,", I said looking at him trying to get him to see my concern. "I think it's coming from the bedroom."

"I don't hear anything, Renee, can you just be quiet I want to watch the movie." he said sighing and staring even more intently at the television screen.

"I heard something though, it's not the mo -,"

"Shhh!" he interrupted.

I glared at him then continued watching the movie, keeping an eye on the cats, they were stirring in their sleep. I looked at the bedroom again and didn't hear anything, so I continued to watch the movie.

  

Then, BANG, BANG came from the second bedroom. I jumped to my feet with my hands over my heart feeling the beat rate rise and rise. The cats were both next to me staring intently at the door.

"Did you freaking hear THAT?" I yelled at him, eyes bulging out of my head.

"Yeah, I heard it, something pro -

"Well go check it out, why are you still sitting there, even the cats are spooked," I said, my voice trembling. "I have a weird feeling, go check it out!"

"Ok, ok, calm down, you shouldn't keep that door shut," he said scolding me.

  

The cats and I don't hear him we are just staring at the door, I wished it would just open on it's own and reveal whatever was going on inside. He went inside and was out of sight for several moments, and then there was a loud thud, as if someone fell to the floor. The cats darted to the master bedroom and hid under the bed.

"What is it, did something fall?"

After waiting several moments without a response I dragged my legs toward the guest to try and figure out what happened.

"Boo," Marissa said jumping out and scaring the crap out of me.

"Damn it, Marissa, you scared the crap out of me, what the hell."

"Well who did you think it was, silly," she said walking up to me and kissing my lips then my neck with passion.

  

"How did you do it?"

  

"I thought a shot of poison would be best, less messy. I didn't want any blood to clean up. It'll be hard enough getting rid of the body," Marissa said looking down at him, biting her lip. "So what are we going to do with him?"

"Well, I was thinking we could just weight it, take out on the boat and dump it in the ocean. We can stay out for a couple of days. The weather channel said there's going to be some storms so I think it'll work."

"That's a good idea, I'll pull my car in the garage and we'll load him there, we need to hurry."

"Ok."

***

"Is he still lying on the bed?"

  

"Yes, well let’s go ahead and dump him, before the storm totally engulfs us," I said looking at the black storm clouds looming before us.

  

"Dump who, Renee, who are you planning on dumping, huh," he said rubbing the headache out of his head.

  

All I could do was stare at him, then at Marissa, then back at him.

  

He put his arm around Marissa, "Our plan worked out perfectly, you really believe Marissa loved you and not me."

"Now, guess whose going over board," Marissa said running towards me and pushing me over with all her might.

The last thing I remember seeing was their eyes staring down at me struggling with the waves, trying desperately to keep my head above water. Finally they disappeared and the boat started to move towards shore. I looked around desperate for something that I could rest on and alleviate my fatigued muscles. Nothing, I couldn't see a thing, I just looked up at the clouds taking over the sky, hiding the beautiful stars, and accepted my fate.

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Time

You keep saying it
But I don't feel it
Then another day goes by

You keep saying trust me
When there is no proof of certainty
Then a week goes by

A promise is a promise in my eyes
You can't say you gonna just to compromise
The lyrics play over and over in my head

The broken promises
The illusion of hope
Another day

I can see the door opened wide
Getting closer and closer
Closer with every hour
Every minute
Every second

I can see pain on the greener side
I can feel pain on this side
Which pain is worth it

I still can't decide

I can feel the coldness of the door
I reach it with displeasure and disappointment
I can see behind me
Your standing there
Your back is towards me
Wrapped up not seeing

Slowly my right foot lifts
The outside is cold but welcoming
The inside is cold and lonely

Relief washes over me
I lift my other foot to walk completely out
To abandon the glimmer of hope you gave me
In the same movement you are at the door

I'm snatched back inside
Before I can even breathe
The door is slammed shut

Another promise is made
Another feeling of hope is formed
Another hour minute second goes by

Another day

Another week

I can see the door again
Wide open

Then it starts again

The feeling that your promises will never be fulfilled wash over me

Another second

Another Minute

Another Hour

Another day

Another week

The door to the other side is open
The door to my heart is closed
When there are too many broken promises
You lose the illusion
You lose hope
You lose
Me

What does this timeline mean to you?

It started with
Excitement
Happiness
Pleasure
There was a little 
Fear
But that quickly turned into
Love
With the feeling of
Safety

Than came the
Confusion
Betrayal
Anger
Pain
Sadness
Then
Forgiveness

The new start came with
Happiness
Contentment
Doubt
Fear
Resentment
Sadness
Anger
Loneliness
Pain

The result of this pain was
Pleasure accompanied with
Guilt

Then came the

Sadness
Then the 

Self forgiveness which returned to
Love
Hope
Contentment

But then there was

Confusion
Which led to the knowledge of
Betrayal
Which caused
Pain
Knowing the truth brought the illusion of
Hope
But that couldn't heal the 
Treachery

Which caused the feeling of being
Alone
Stifled
Which brought on
Resentment
Sadness
Anger
Which led to
Pleasure with the result of
Guilt

This pleasure
Caused
Unexpected
Love
Which was
Rejected
Ignored
Then
Guilt
Sadness
Resentment
Confusion
Anger
Pain

All of this brought on the great 

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To be an artist

Cool, calm and collective, those were my first thoughts when I first laid eyes on David Le Betard. He strolled into the restaurant wearing a sleeveless shirt and shorts covered in paint. Preparing for my inquisitive but prying questions he orders an ice coffee and sparkling water, slumps comfortably in the chair and waits for me to fire away.  His easy smile, inquisitive eyes and sense of humor made it an incredibly easy and pleasurable conversation; he held nothing back as he painted a picture of his life, providing me a window to look through, revealing some of his triumphs along with disappointments. Clearly this artist’s personality hasn’t been tainted by the luxuries of success, but has provided a life that is rich in experience and gratitude.

David has been painting all his life, being a son of Catholic Cuban immigrants he was always encouraged to follow his dreams, the ability to choose his career was of great importance. Keeping this in mind his talent has never been taken for granted; through all the ups and downs the support of his family and sheer determination has brought him down the road to success. He stresses the importance of always being open to learn new things, whether it’s learning a different type of brush or technique, he knows that it is extremely important to be able to acquire more knowledge, and that he is never too good to learn something new.

Though David recognizes his talent, and he has constantly reached for improvement and perfection he has not forgotten his spirituality, he recognizes that none of this could be possible without a helping spiritual hand throughout his entire life. Though he has a strong catholic background he also gravitates towards the Buddhism way of life. He has learned that meditation is a wonderful way to keep his life balanced, and that having compassion for others is what makes life tolerable, this has helped make his life very much fulfilled. To honor this he is preparing for a trip to Spain this fall, he will walk the pilgrimage, dedicating thirty days of his life in northern Spain, to find spiritual enlightenment,  this will no doubt reach deep into his soul and strengthen his spirituality.

Seemingly effortlessly he keeps a good balance between work, play and spirituality. Now the Miami artist is making his way back to Hollywood Florida. He is determined to turn boring, plain, blight Hollywood into a bright, outspoken, colorful masterpiece for all to see and talk about for many years to come. Our own newly formed mural-review committee has seen and appreciated the talent that David possesses, and is delighted to have him paint Hollywood circle. David is not a stranger to giving back to the community and has agreed to head off the project free of charge, so that everyone can enjoy and appreciate his art.

Due to cuts in our education system many art classes have been completely cut form the curriculum, without these classes our natural born artists may be falling to the wayside unable to express themselves in the way that benefits them most. The Boys and Girls Club understands that every child has a different talent, and should be encouraged to express it. The Club appreciates the importance of art and the many other expressive classes will develop the entrepreneurs of the future. In light of this they have asked David, who happily obliged, to help out in educating and motivating the children to express their talent, opening up a whole new way of expressing themselves.

Looking at David’s life it seems he has it all, the success, the fame and the spirituality, but there is still one important puzzle piece missing in his life, a companion. He’s been around the world but still hasn’t quite found his perfect match. As his work sets sail, it will be more demanding in the near future, intensifying to new heights, but he has not lost hope in finding someone to share his life with, knowing someone will fall into his world when he least expects it. Until then though, he will concentrate on what he does best, being an artist.

Smile

Every time I think of you all I can hear is your laugh
That infectious wonderful sound that lifts my heart up to the heavens
Your smile is so wide and your brown eyes are almost completely hidden by the pleasure  of your amusement
The way you laugh is pleasurable giving me complete fulfillment
Your giggles make my soul smile in complete happiness
I love you more than the word, it alone cannot express the depths of my heart
There is no word known that could possibly reach deep enough into the soul to express what I feel for you
No one could possibly comprehend  
Deep in thought I look at you smile and tell a little joke and again you laugh, it warms my heart Infecting me with joy
I smile trying to think of more and more things to get the reaction I love
Making me feel full and empty at the same time
All I can say is I love you but of course it is much deeper than the word could ever go
You draw me in without saying a word
I can't help but snuggle next to you inhaling you
Touching you
Your warm scent
My cheeks rub roughly against your prickly french vanilla face
Your skin is so smooth and soft but your cheeks are so prickly making me all red and warm
Itchy
How you warm my soul beyond the point of pleasure and then you just touch me and I'm in heaven

The Dance

He moved in closer
I could smell his skin
His hand lightly caressed my arm as took hold of my hand

We moved together in several fluid beautiful steps

My mouth right below his jaw bone
I know he can feel me inhaling every scent
His arm wraps around my waist and squeezes my hips closer to him

We moved together in several fluid beautiful steps

 He breathed on me he dipped me and squeezed me
The music where was the music the music faint in inside of me inside of him but we could both feel Its rhythm moving us caressing us pushing us closer together

We moved together in several fluid beautiful steps

The breath is labored the heart beats fast his hand embraces the back of my neck
My head becomes buried in his chest my hands pull down on his shoulders
The beat becomes faster our heart beats meet together to one final step

And we moved together in this one last fluid and beautiful step

feathers

My skin never seemed so soft until you touched it
Your fingers are like feathers falling along my body
Trying not to melt away into you
Trying not to love every sensation
Trying to pull away
No I just can't
My breath never became so shallow until i felt your breath 

Like feathers upon my neck
Looking into you is staring into the ocean so deep so dark
A sea of hidden pain hidden emotion
Let the wind take it away let it go
Float back to me light as a feather
Touch me breathe touch me
Burning desire engulfs me
Cooling me down with your eyes you kiss me a sweet kiss goodbye