RedHotLustLife's blog: "Poetry"

No matter how you say I Love You Different languages Written in the sand Or fancied in a card Never will there be a more Beautiful way of saying I Love You,as... When we look in each others eyes, and it's our souls We can see.. A mere reflection of thyself Worth every season of I Love You's

Her lover's flesh asleep with dreams,between two silken sheets She watches on with adoring eyes,inside she feels complete By the window in the still of night,the moon shines on her skin As cascading hair softly flows,so does the love within Tempted by the tender memories,fresh within her mind Her senses come alive again,arousal's silhouette defined Against the wall so cool,she leans and licks her lips As the taste of him unfolds again,remnants of his kiss Thoughts begin to stray, as she turns her face into the night Gazing out the window,at the stars and moon so bright She traces a painted nail,slowly over an ivory breast Pondering sensuous ways,she could touch her lover next There within the stillness,as the wind howls a tune for lovers Silently he breathes her in,her fragrant scent upon the covers Awoken by the missing,of her warmth and nakedness He rises with an aching need,to feel her soft caress His footsteps on the wooden floor,brings to life her dreamy eyes Still she gazes to the night,yet her breath now comes in sighs She senses his very nearness,his quiet love that holds her tight Now together their bodies are moulded,to each in the moonlight His arms are wrapped around her,hands finding that special place That takes her oh so far away and paints desire on her face They snuggle against the darkness,resisting arousal's rush As the night folds velvet arms,around these lovers of sensual touch

Sometimes in life the most beautiful and brilliant of minds becomes tortured and tormented by the demons of mental illness and personality disorders. Some victims never know a moments peace their entire life, and for some they view death as their only escape from the madness and pain. I would like to dedicate this to someone very very special in my life...Someone I love more than life itself. A TORTURED MIND A lost cause that never finds; troubled dreams and faded lines. Forever drowning and cursed to be, losing touch and touch to see. Tortured mind and hungered soul; loss of love; burnt out coal. Tears of acid running dry, reality fading as I cry. Hollow screams echo here; smell of never-ending fear. Smile of chaos; burning blood; lies of misery; sound of mud. False hope and blinding pain; courage hiding and bravery drained. Sighs of passion thirsting for life; blurry visions, an unending strife. Imprisoned happiness locked up tight; lost the key, end of sight. Whispering voices; a trembling sound; fading faces that cannot be found. Decieving friends, family of solitude; fake smiles and false gratitude. Lingering worry and deafeaning silence; forgotten hurt; scars of violence. Thoughts of madness, feelings of war; captured imagination becoming sore. Moving images, captivating danger; alluring time; reflecting a stranger. Cruel sincerity, a broken sign; blaming judgement, wisdom of mine. Sightless scars; devastating disasters; unconscious loyalty; confiding masters. Ignored death, unheard scream; finite forever, listless dream. Apathetic wishes, selfish lies; A selfless prayer with no reply.

If you can look at the sunset and smile, then you still have hope… If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower, then you still have hope… If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, then you still have hope… If the smile of a child can still warm your heart, then you still have hope… If you can see the good in other people, then you still have hope… If the rain breaking on a roof top can still lull you to sleep, then you still have hope… If the sight of a rainbow still makes you stop and stare in wonder, then you still have hope… If the soft fur of a favored pet still feels pleasant under your fingertips, then you still have hope… If you meet new people with a trace of excitement and optimism, then you still have hope… If you give people the benefit of a doubt, then you still have hope… If you still offer your hand in friendship to others that have touched your life, then you still have hope… If receiving an unexpected card or letter still brings a pleasant surprise, then you still have hope… If the suffering of others still fills you with pain and frustration, then you still have hope… If you refuse to let a friendship die, or accept that it must end, then you still have hope… If you look forward to a time or place of quiet and reflection, then you still have hope… If you still buy the ornaments, put up the Christmas tree or cook the turkey, then you still have hope… If you still watch love stories or want the endings to be happy, then you still have hope… If you can look to the past and smile, then you still have hope…. If, when faced with the bad, when told everything is futile, you can still look up and end the conversation with the phrase… yeah….BUT.. Then you still have hope… Hope is such a marvelous thing. It bends, it twists, it sometimes hides, but rarely does it break… It sustains us when nothing else can… It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead, when we tell ourselves we’d rather give in… Hope puts a smile on our face when the heart cannot manage… Hope puts our feet on the path when our eyes cannot see it… Hope moves us to act when our souls are confused of the direction…. Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured, and something that will refresh us in return… And it can be found in each of us, and it can bring light into the darkest of places… Never lose hope…

The Journey of the Soul Your heart is filled with pain, Your mind cluttered with confusion. Pieces of your life fall around you Like raindrops in a storm. The path you chose so long ago Led you straight to hurts door. Now your weary feet struggle To find the road back home, Searching for the places That love and beauty hide. Temptations lie in wait all around, Pulling at your every step, Waiting for you to slide back From the chosen, sought for, path. Emptiness surrounds you, Confusing your perceptions. It is difficult to carry on. I will do my best to fill your heart with joy, To clear the cobwebs of confusion, Help you find your purpose. I am good at catching pieces And I can chase away a storm. Let me walk your path beside you, I have walked this road before. You can lean on me when the weariness comes. My shoulders are very strong. I can not fight your battles, Or chase away demons of the soul, But I can lend you my strength Until you find your own. I will help you find the courage To face each day anew. I can not shorten the journey you must make, The road is just as long as before. But I can fill the emptiness And help you reach your center, The place where love and beauty hide. Take my hand, be my friend, Let me walk with you awhile.