Mr McNeill's blog: "want to make love"

 

 

your skin is like vanilla frosting

My skin is like chocolate cake

Sure love can be somewhat exhausting

But liking me is not a mistake

So eyes, glossed like glass, can stare all they do

Because what I'm about to say is entirely true

Love does not have a certain color

Race does not prevent us from being friends or lovers

like me  for who he is, not what color his skin  happens to be

 

 

 

And  I feels exactly the same you

 do you like the way my skin shines

And the way youre always on my mind

The way we both can relate in any way

We can be serious, sad, or happy and play

We frown, we cry, we grin, we laugh, we smile and scream

And every night, no matter what, you re sometimes a in my dreams

 

 

 

So why should it matter the color of our skin?

Exactly, it doesn't and it never will

Words and looks can hurt but do not kill

So stare all you want, say all you want, it will not destroy our friendship, love and care

But let me say it is not fair

Hope it  will not make you change, will not make me change

Will not make us the same

We are all unique in so many ways, so independent

It is good to be a little or a lot different

So why don't you join along with the rest of us and be your own self

Because it is not always fun to be the robot and just like everyone

 

 

 

Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time.

 
 
Learn from the past, set vivid, detailed goals for the future, and live in the only moment of time over which you have any control: now
Problems are not stop signs, they are guidelines.
Anything you cannot relinguish when it out live its usefulness" it possesses you..and in its materialistic age avg rest many of us are possessed by our possession
Do not suppress it..that would hurt you inside...do not express it this would not only hurt you inside it would cause ripples inside you..what you do is transform 

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Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time.

 
 
Learn from the past, set vivid, detailed goals for the future, and live in the only moment of time over which you have any control: now
Problems are not stop signs, they are guidelines.
Anything you cannot relinguish when it out live its usefulness" it possesses you..and in its materialistic age avg rest many of us are possessed by our possession
Do not suppress it..that would hurt you inside...do not express it this would not only hurt you inside it would cause ripples inside you..what you do is transform 

 

 

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

 

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

 

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

 

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.

 

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.

 

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

 

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.

 

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, 'Yes.'

 

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

 

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

 

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

 

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

I wish i could feel the snow…., It was pre-dawn and still dark…., While sensing your warmth….., On a Sexual, Sensual Christmas….., And moving closer to you…., As I wonder how to created that reality The emotion, the passion…., The amorous thoughts…, That my mind….., Was sorting through…., On a Sexual, Sensual Christmas….., Visions of our togetherness…., Just hours before…., By the fireplace….., On the eve of this sensual Christmas Mirror images…., Of you and me imbeded in my mind Touching and kissing…, So tenderly…., And now…., I need you again…., So desperately i Fantasises On a Sexual, Sensual Christmas….., Hoping and praying…., With all my heart…., And soul….., That you won’t…., Turn me away…., On a Sexual, Sensual Christmas…..! ! !

Take your loving hands and Remove the mantle of mistrust from my shoulders. Softly unbutton the silken gown Of regret from my skin. Come my love and remove the veil Of heartache from my face and Kiss these lips that were ordained only for you. Confiscate the jewels of deception from My arms neck and ears-discard my fears. Feel the fabric of the chemise Of my misgivings and set me free from it. Kiss my naked shoulders honeyed with newfound faith Liberated from doubt and the threat of neglect and obscurity. My darling go further south and Remove the thongs of this world's Hatred and prejudice from my hips and slide Them slowly down to the floor where they can be no more. Undress me until I am stripped bare of The world's evil and tainted essence until like The day of my birth, I emerge beautiful untouched- unpoisoned. Let this nude daughter of Eve stand Before you liberated from the negative- Pure and positive and free to melt into your loving embrace.

have never wanted anything in my life As much as I want you When you whisper such sweet love In my ear when we talk You make me melt into a puddle Of complete helplessness You have become my every waking thought And my every dream at night I breathe in so hard Trying to catch my breath when we can't talk I close my eyes so tight Hoping when I open them you will be there But I know I have to wait Until the time is right It seems so far away That I think I am losing my mind I want to breathe in your scent And keep it with me all day long I want to taste your love for me By kissing your sweet lips I want to feel your body next to me So when you leave for awhile I can hold on I just want you to know That I really do love you How can you ache and crave for someone's touch When you have never felt it? I do this for yours, though, And the yearning grows more each day When the day comes and we are together You will always know and feel this I will always hug, kiss and love you Every moment of the day and night coollaid61 yahoo

want to make love to you in a special way like glass, strong but crystal clear. I want to make make love to your spirit by first squeezing and sucking your lips to quench my thirst. Then gently blowing love through your lips and making love to your lungs, As my heart squeezes yours and mines together until your mind blows, And you can't think. I want to bite your fingertips sending a sexual sensation through your hands and into your heart, Pumping love in and out through your veins until it reaches your feet, And your toes curl. I want to stroke you gently and softly to caress not only your spirit, But to feel the warmth of your flesh. Your body next to mine, holding and embracing with the connection of a lock and key of life and love so you can't let go. Let me love you hard so I can drill through your hurts and your pains, Paving bricks to guard your heart from your trials and tribulations. Building a dam so that when your flesh feels weak your spirit won't break. Let me make love you over and over again as though it were a fairytale that never ends. If you were my book the letters of your words would be carved in my heart as though it were a novel felt, but never read. This is the way to love, you have to love easy but feel hard. You have to pay the price of sacrifice in order to grow a love, which is deeply fulfilling. That is the best way to love and to make love. coollaid61 yahoo