Influenced by cable Tv… The moment ideas turned kinky into a Holiday Joy

Placing a date on this post as to almost do the same for myself..

I take us back to a time in the late late 90s…. To a small town in bergen county nj… in a fine tuned basement.. that would match the best of them out there…

The night was young… The ideas were flowing… and the limits were set aside… and with little to no effort at all.. another page in the Vins list was created…

Back before a time where almost all forms of Entertainment and ideas came from a www link…. There was Tv… there was HBO … and a little show that was called Real sex…. this for many was the only time paying for premium Cable paid off….

You would see things and learn things from this show that you never thought were even out there… Yet at the same time you always said out loud… “Thats Just crazy”…

but you were only lying to yourself if you tried to believe that none of these things you were seeing… Appealed to you on some kind of level…

moving on to the main part of tonights story….

This was the first time in my life that i saw with my own eyes… and felt with my own hands… just how much a Fucking freak I really could be when tempted and matched up with an equal devil in crime…

The door bell rang like it had done millions of times before…. I had this way of getting ready that was almost Perfected in its own way…

I would always make sure that everything was Perfectly set to a pace that would take little to no Effort on anyones part.. to just be able to sit back and Enjoy … the time… the moment… each other…

I was dating this amazing Girl at the time…. we all know her…. the type that back in high school was wearing baby doll Dresses … carrying lunch boxes… and was at all the local punk shows…. You would see her over and over…

the crowd of people would just disappear… all that would be left was your eyes…. staring into hers like a lust filled trance…. nothing Could remove you from that moment… and right there… I would know that  I just had to have her… but the truth was… she already had me…

Even the way she made my lips feel when i would say her name…. that was like my own personal drug… The way I would tease my ears with each phone call that she made to me… This was the world… she was Miss world… Priceless … Perfected … Heart insanity….

she would call me after getting out of work… at this point we had moved passed having to find reasons to be at the same place at the same time….

We were an item… we were more then something you could place a label on… we were the prime example of what falling in love was… but this time …

I wouldn’t just fall… this was more like a free base jump onto a spike filled pit of Cupids arrows…. and I would rush to the leap…. ahh the Goodness that comes from being young… innocent… and So willing to try it all…

Her Soft voice that was like the purest of music my ears had ever been blessed to hear… Would only be complimented by my racing heart as I would watch in delight as my caller ID would light up.. showing me it was her calling… and it was my heart answering…

“hey” … its such a simple thing… that would set Fire to my heart… and Run electronic thunder through my mind… this was the purest and more intense form of mental Stimulation that i till this day have ever seen.. and felt..

It was almost like a game… Pretend that you weren’t excited… Looking back now i almost could kick myself Directly into the balls when I think that I wish I could have let her know even just a few more times…

how happy i was to receive that call…. that voice… the music of my heart pounding like the beat of a marching bands Drums at a climatic end..

she would go on to ask me what i was doing…. little did she know… I had hours before set up everything to be perfect… the only thing that was missing from my world now .. was her touch… her eyes…

her heart pounding against mine… lights off…. Tv Flicker filling the walls of endless teenage angst posters that were still Around ….

The winter was not kind that year.. the windows of the basement were filled up to the top with The falling snow that had given to the slanted roof tops on the house….

it was amazing.. you could open the window, place a bottle of soda or in my case… a few bottles of snapple… into the snow.. and it was like your own wine cellar, we didn’t drink back then… we never needed to

That night the snow was Slamming down on the earth like a crash of thunder on a perfect summer night storm…

but everything was white… perfected… and wrapped into a package of pre christmas jitters that are priceless in my mind to this day…

She would be there soon.. I knew the time was coming and that was enough to make it hard to sit around… I would chain smoke cigarettes while skipping ahead songs at a time On my favorite cds… its not that i didn’t like what was on … its that My sense’s were on overload… and I was trying to overdose…

ash trays placed in a perfect diamond shape….. The Sofa pillows placed in such a manor that would leave no choice but to be comfortable when the time came to settle down…

The Windows slightly Cracked … just enough to Make it Could enough where cuddling would be a needed commodity.

There is something about the female body when its cold that feels amazing against your warm hands…. its almost like you Can feel each and Ever single tiny Hair and goosebumps with such amplified sensation. The female body to me has always been the perfect drug.. and with an addictive personality , Through the years I’ve learned to Forgive myself For certain actions that might have been better though Through…

as we sat there watching the movie choice the night… she seemed so priceless… So Perfect… under the 3 layers of clothes… i knew was her soft… warm body… my mind couldn’t stop thinking about it for more then a few minutes at a time… with A.D.D this was like a blessing…. as I could constantly Plan my Next move of attack… and a battle that both of us wanted to be part of…

“Oh…. I almost forgot… I got us ice cream…”

She laughed at the thought that maybe i was joking… I mean… of course hot chocolate or something of that nature would have been better off .. since after all it was about 25 degrees outside and snowing…

“Really?” she chuckled as I got up from our comfortable position we had come to lay in… i was laying on my back.. with her head on my chest…

Things couldn’t be better… but of course they could always be upgraded… there was after all mint chocolate chip ice cream.. ben and jerry’s of course…

just a few feet away in the freezer… though.. i guess looking back on it… I could have only made this story better by utilizing my window method for the ice cream like i had done for the Snapple..

I got up slowly enough to take note of her eyes as they followed me around the room in the dark like stalking animal does to its prey…. This turned my mind into a wonder land of lustful sinful wishful games…

as we were eating our ice cream.. I always took thrill in taking little spoon fulls and slowly bringing it to her lips… I just loved watching her Tongue slowly lick the leftover melted ice cream of her lips… at times I couldn’t fight the urge myself to take a quick Taste my slowly kissing her in-between…

As we sat there like perfect examples of life at its finest and fullest… we were changing channels… a mixture of christmas is coming type commercials and some christmas Specials of well known sitcoms polluted the airwaves… back then You had about 50 channels…

if you were lucky.. and all of them had nothing on… Then we hit HBO… and it was Real sex… now this was something that might be the perfect compliment to a Sold winter snow storm Filled night…

The topic of the show that night had to do with A fetish that some people have that involved food… It was actually rather gross and not appealing at all… but it was more so the captivating Look that we both had Staring into the Tube… Of course we didn’t need anything to spark our lustful interest in our minds… as we were both I’m sure looking forward to consuming each other with our touch and lips… but this night something else happened…

as We Both sat there Cracking jokes about what we were seeing on this HBO show… we decided that Hot chocolate would be the perfect thing to add into this mix of ice cream and Mental wonderings… So i once again got up and placed the hot chocolate into the micro wave…

like everything else that i always have done and still do in my life… I over did it… and Cooked the small glass jar to a point where you could watch as smoke was Rising into the Cold air in the room.

We both laughed when i said “yeah this on your body would result in me having sex with freddy krugger” we both laughed… but in that moment.. I knew that she was thinking the same thing that i was thinking… “but if it was to cool down a little bit…”

I dont recall how it happen.. where it started … but What started as a giggling nervous curious venture… Soon turned into both of us on the floor… naked…. rolling around in our ice cream covered bodies…. we could take turns… and ask each other how it Felt..

First with Giggles… then it would turn into what felt BETTER>…

I would tease her Lips with a tiny bit of ice cream that would slowly fall down past her lips and onto her neck…. I would feel her hands tighten around me when the cold would hit her…. and every time I would make sure to kiss her even harder…

She slowly Dropped a huge piece of melting ice cream on my chest…. I wanted to hit the ceiling.. it was Cold… but before i could even register in my mind just how cold it was…. her teeth Were digging into my neck at the perfect moment and placement… it was like taken a shot of whiskey on a cold night to warm up…

her soft tongue slowly running straight down the Middle of My chest…. To my lower stomach …. and around my hips….. before I could even catch my breath…. her cold mouth had Surprised me once again….

sometimes you become over whelmed with the feeling while making love…. While fucking…. whatever you want to call it…. and infact at times … you could do both.. and it would be just as hot.. no matter what the degrees  outside Might be.. winter or not.. This was hot and it was only getting hotter…

no longer being able to resist the urge to be the aggressor… I flipped her over from on top of me with a single motion… I felt and heard her breath leave her… She was shocked .. but not scared… in fact… this is what she wanted and had earned with her actions just a few moments before…

“oh fuck….” She slowly whispered… but it wasn’t like she said it so I could hear it.. it was the natural reaction that her body had… She needed what she was saying.. and I wasn’t going to have her ask again…

I pinned her down Against the floor… both hands above her head…. with a  firm grip to let her know this is where her hands were to stay…

My hands slowly pulling her underwear down just a few inches to let her know.. but not enough to begin to show her just what my intentions were…

Slowly taking her tongue into my mouth while stopping only to lightly bite her lower lip… there was nothing that could stop us now… not even the house coming down on top of us from the unlimited amounts of old man winters Snow storm…

For a second there as I was Running my tongue slowly around the sides of her hips… I could see her hands coming down from where  had placed them…

“uh uh” I whispered to her.. as to motion that it was not time to move them yet…. but before I could be more persistent… her small soft hands were firmly placed around her breast… She was enjoying this as much as she could… and I wasn’t about to stop her…

nor was she going to stop me from taking this to the next level…. Remember the hot chocolate that I over did myself in the microwave with… There it was… The Smoke had died down.. but it wasn’t cooled down by any means….

“oh shit” i heard her whisper to her self…. I thought about it for a second… maybe this was too much… but then again… if it was .. she would have let me know… and with how Connected we were… I would have known…

and besides there was no confusion to be met here… as I watched her hand slowly slide into her now half removed panties…. Slowly watching me while pressuring her self to the thought of what would come next… (all pun intended)

I slowly poured a little bit at first of the hot chocolate… I was still worried that it was too hot… but the moment that it hit her skin…. it was a matter of seconds before it was her hands that were smearing it all over her Naked body… Perfected madness….. I couldn’t stop myself from licking her fingers clean while She Slowly rubbed the rest of the chocolate from her stomach onto her tits…

Sucking her nipples slowly… while the chocolate would harden after being Exposed to the cold air… that just meant… pour more…

This time i slowly poured a lot more on to her tits…. I could have came right there… the look in her eyes… the way that she was telling me such Dirty thoughts with out a Single word… I was in love in so many ways.. that I could have died a million Deaths in that very moment.. and never Stopped once to look back…

With each drop of hot chocolate hitting her body,.. she would dig her nails deep into my skin…. it didn’t hurt… I wanted more…. if it was up to me.. I would let her maul me to death in this moment… This was the peak of visual nirvana…. The senses overloading with an Explosion of Love mixed with lustful kinky thoughts… physical actions of the dirtiest thoughts you have ever had….

I can’t tell you how long This all lasted that night… I cant recall just how many times she would cum from my tongue … but i can tell you that i ate enough chocolate that night to turn me into a fat kid again….. I couldn’t get enough….

When we were done… we sat there….. silent at first while we both tried to catch  our breathes…

Silently staring up at the glow in the dark star covered ceiling of that basement… the cold are Rushing in for the window… as in our moment we had failed to see the Snowing had turned into a blizzard…. she wasn’t going anywhere that night… and she didn’t have to…

We laughed when we knew there was no way to explain This scene of ice cream and hot chocolate to anyone… it was everywhere…

that night we snuck into the shower together … and I like to say that the sight of the left overs we helped each other clean off our bodies… was the reason we ended up having sex in the shower for hours on end….But the truth was that we had broke that fourth wall… we left all morals… all rules… all worries behind… and let out selfs truly be ourselves…

That basement Is long gone… and I no longer eat mint ice cream because it never tasted the same to me after she was gone… but the memories are enough for me to always give a second look and a funny little grin to myself in the food store when I pass by the Hot chocolate isle…

Thank you…. Maybe you will never read this… but I know that you don’t need to… cause you lived it.

You have truly made the pages of my Fantasies perfected

Merry Christmas and Happy new years

Certain Things are sometimes Uncertain

The Broken sticks of light that fill the winter induced room…

Soft blankets that have no way to tell just how warm they can keep everything.

Let it snow… let it snow…

The hypnotic steam Rising from the freshly heated cups of hot chocolate…

Slowly watching your fire filled eyes reflect the beauty you have inside…

Christmas is here… Time of the year… Broken with fear…

Slowly tasting the Warm melted marshmallows of her warm gentle lips…

The tip of her nose still cold as a gentle reminder to just how much Warmer Things could be…

Her perfected Hands wrapped around an Over sized coffee Cup…

as i fall into Trance while letting my mind run Free with the thoughts of keeping her warm on this unexpected cold night…

Slowly binding my Hands through her hair… like rare Priceless Silk…

The fire shining off her eyes…. as we connect at the the moment we both sit silently Sipping away…

Silent night… Holy night…. The mood is good… The mood is good..

No thoughts needed as she slowly places her head on my shoulder… in that very moment.. words are nothing… They aren’t needed… Two hearts connected communicate better in silence…

She finally breaks the silence… asking how long I think the Fire will burn….

its in that moment that my mind Takes over… forgets topics… Forgets limits…

“Somethings are made to last forever” I tell her…

“Is that a promise?”  She replies…

“Its My purpose..” I gentle speak…

as we Find ourselves only getting closer and closer… in that moment where you heart Is Racing like Pure fire on its own..

The Sounds of Crackling Wood only second best now to the quite yet over powering sounds of our lips gently connecting…

Her lips Slightly Sticky from the melted Sugar magical marshmallows that only melt away even faster with the burning of our lust…

She Slowly places her Cup on the ground next to us… and with the same Perfecting balance , slowly climbs on top of me….

her lips barely Holding a small perfectly shaped marshmallow  in place while she Leans in for another kiss…. There is something about knowing when a night is young.. but there is so much more to knowing when the night is Yours…

She slowly pushes me down against the wooden floor that only moments before were cold with the firm touch of old man winters magic… Now there was nothing that could cool us down… Nothing that would be avoided in touching…

as her Tight warm body begins to press against mine… I think to myself … in this very moment… I have perfected life in a way that only a select few have know… in this moment… I am she.. as she is me… and we are both Together…

Placing Both hands behind me to give myself just enough leverage To let her pull the shoulders down on my flannel…. The blanket is the last thing that we are thinking about… and the first thing that is no longer needed…

the gentle cold breeze that passes quickly and quietly over my exposed skin…. doesn’t have the chance to let my mind remember this cold winter night…

Before I can think anything… her warm bare breast are firmly being pressed against my Naked Chest… In this moment… God can kill me… because i have seen Everything this world has to offer… I’m spoiled and loving it…

trying to contain the urge of Letting an almost animalistic nature take over and take her in so many ways…

her hair perfectly falling in such a way that i beg to differ on if she has control over that as well as she does over me…

My hands gently gliding up her sides… feeling the Effect of Goose bumps that now cover her tight Perfected sexual madness of a body… around her hips… Up her sides….over her shoulders… up the sides of her neck… and gently using my fingers to move her hair behind her ears…

The instant our eyes connect… its like throwing paper on a fire.. intense… and burning desire… our passionately Locked lips know nothing about Speaking… but everything about communicating in their own ways…

She slowly reaches for the near by blanket that only moments before… moments before its purpose was to cover all that was cold.. but now its mission was to entrap the heat that we create..

My lips addicted to the softness of her skin… feeling every Single moment that brings her the chills… Shooting up and down her body…. and each time only complimenting it with more reason to repeat and repeat and repeat…

“I want you” i tell her…..

But i didn’t have to speak a word… our bodies… had been talking all along…. and without a Single moment of chatter… they were on the same page… on the same note…. on the same mission…

“im all yours” she claims… with almost the look of desperation in her eyes… desperate to give her body the thing that her mind was now Craving more then the air we breath…

her hips firmly pressing against mine…. Our hearts beating like the marching band of drums….

we are living a White christmas… we are dreaming a white christmas…

Perfected madness never has to Fall in season… The weather always lends a Reason…

but on this night… we perfected the ultimate Christmas gift…

Freedom…LustFull… Love filled … Freedom…

She chuckled with her head against my chest moments later…. As she noticed the Spilt Cup of hot chocolate…

“Would you like me to make us some more?” She asked…

“Of course I would love some seconds..” I said….

We loved….We enjoy….We are…. There for we can imagine anything and Accomplish The most Perfected things with just a mind and a Dream lived on this night.

Thank you

You came and Filled these pages of My Fantasies

The ultimate gift

The Mind of The heart

It always seems to make more sense when attempting to look back on this life..

The moments that we have created for ourselves are our history in time.

Each one of us have a meaning.. Each one of us must understand the role we play in this life.

It might something that makes sense… other times its something that you will never know..

you can be the brick in your own wall… or you can be the foundation to another persons building.

Steps that are equal in this world… are the only things that separate us from the rest of the world.

I remember seeing the snow fall as a child… and Thinking to myself I wished I could just stare for days on end… Watching everything get covered up…

Watching how in the silence of the night… Snow would make its way into Every little area that we see each day… and never stop to think about..

Everything would be covered in white… as if the gods had placed the world and everything in it.. on Pause…

The Mind of the heart… the beating drum of our Souls… We are Perfected in every way..

Lend your ears… open your mouths.. and extend your hands…. Create the perfect history that you will be proud to look back on… and a legacy that will never be forgotten..

we are the ones that have learned to walk straight up… The ones that didn’t settle to Crawl when the world had so much more for us to walk on..

In this place… this place that can be Created by no other then you and me… We will perfect this madness and learn to Laugh all the way home.

The Mind of the heart…. The beating drum of our Souls … We have Perfected madness in every way..

Today We learn to Fly

And so this is Christmas…

Each year the Falling snow Reminds me of just how many times i watched the Weather gather outside my window as  a child..

The Shadows Casts by the street lights as they lit up the way for the streets that barely could be seen.

old man winter slowly claiming everything that once was green…. Turning Everything into a Winter wonder land..

The christmas Songs heard in the Parking lots of Mall madness… Gifts to be Had… Gifts to be boughten..

The fresh Smell of Pine in the air from the Many Trees that are full in season.

Egg nog on the tips of my minds tongue…

Soon enough the Christmas Story Movie will be playing on loop on the tv… and Before week know it.. another year will be here… and with it , new adventures that never Seem to fail to be called.. Life…

and so this is Christmas… and what have we done ?

As we Dance in this Moon light…

As i passed you.. in the door way…

You took me with a glance…

I should have taken that last bus home.. but I asked you for a dance..

The Steady pictures in my mind to remind me of a place I want to visit again.. but never been to.

I disobey all my first instincts and just allow my mind to Follow you into the dark room we call our minds..

I dance in this moon light… and its got me caught in this Spot light… but its 3 am.. and I’m on the streets again…

I took chance with another warning…. i’ll never be Home again…

But Were steady… and we study… all the pictures…

I always look so great in my pants…

The boss says we’ve Gone crazy… but its the means to justify the End..

and I’m dancing in the spot light… You know I’m feeling all right… and its all night .. its all nice… This moon Light..

on a hot warm summer night..

Should have gone home… but that last bus is long gone…

I can’t beg you to hold my hand… but I can pray that i never lose that chance…

and you’ve caught me in the moon light… the chance to make it all Right… and its all night …its all Right… in this moonLight…

on a cold hot summer night….

The lady picture show… That hide behind my bedroom door

Candles lit the room… I could Barely keep my self from letting my mind Drift into the patterns of the shadows falling all around her..

The windows slightly left open.. to allow enough Reasons to warm our bodies Next to the fire…

There is something magical about watching the sparkle of fire reflecting in the eyes of a perfected moment..

I leaned back slowly while feeling the old grain of the wooden floors under my hands… They almost Told a Story of time.. and the heart warmed moments that charm with no effort..

The slow wordless glances… Coming from across the endless stare… Her skin was perfected like poison on the tongue of Vanity..

I… The predator.. Slowly creeping across the never land of lust… thriving for the very moment that our minds would sync… and our bodies would touch… and the fire would be the only eyes to witness this Sin…

My finger tips Slowly exploring her body… as if the first time they have ever been used… in this manner they would be the explorers of a new world… a new time… a new dream come true…

She slowly approaches my warm hand.. which was now complimented by the soft Skin on her shoulders… the crackling fire that currently sings a duet with her pulsing heart..

her eyes built to perfection… I want to die Tonight and be reborn in her mind… I want to the little death that she’s always wondered about…

The tempted feeling of animalistic instincts slowly battling my strong will… but its my heart pumping pure fire that feeds this moment..

like a Swimmer testing the waters of the open sea for the first time… You want to drown.. but you know well how to swim…

Passion leading harmony.. infested with the lust of a pure hearted dirty mind..

These thoughts will lead her to a climatic Ending that will leave her memories tainted with the sent of This nights power.

her hand slowly gliding past my body that is now fighting off the urge to slowly take her in ways that can only be felt and not described..

her lips… soft… perfectly prepared for this very moment.. as if they were created for this night… there is nothing that can Stop us now… we have been poisoned but cupids arrow…

“make it sinful for you and me”  my mind Stutters the words of its own Thoughts…

the slow yet hard beating Thumps of her heart… Felt against my hungry lips that now press against her neck… like a blood thirsty vampire..

her hands pinned above her head .. against the same wooden floor that only moments earlier had the job of supporting my wondering fingers…

The slow stuttering of her breath… against my lips… warm… and ready…

this fire could burn the world down right now.. but we would never stop shining..

in this moment we place with the hands of time… freezing everything into a picture perfect scene…

Nothing can be said for the million times that our minds have lived this moment… its a passion… its a dream.. its our fantasy..

Cyber Suicide: Consumer Overload

Mindless droids Filled with nothing more then App breathing Air…

 

Controlling the Sand box We created and shared…

Repo sections created like a World full of mazes…

 

we are trapped at the thought of an old mans Demise.

 

Nothing is better then the best it could be …

 

Even though its Changed be glad that Facebook is free..

 

Timeline features will control The things of the past…

 

While 15 month upgrades will always be “fast”

 

Magical Glass pane…Magical price save…

 

Torment the Pipelines and Broadband Filled space…

 

Twitter my fingers till all keys ,  get used up

 

What ever happen to myspace, Aol chat rooms and such?

 

Jail bird be free and jail bird fly away…

 

but not yet to far as we are still tethered today

 

We want it now, We want it today…

 

Give me a button and ill push away

Thank you, Steve jobs

This is to all the “Special” ones

A short story based on the Long journey of nothing more then 100% life.

A collection Of Memorys Scattered across the broad Fast paced world we call the internet.

Vast amounts of Data passing us by as Though There is a blue light sale at kMart.

The world has come to embrace the Effort put forward by The intellects of today.

The “Crazy” ones as one once put it.. but did They fail to see we would multiple and come to save the day?

Consumer Pride Is based on nothing more then the ultimate accomplishment of Showing you know who you are.

Each and Everything we have come to accept into our lives is a symbol that Speaks exactly who we are to the rest of the world.

From online screen names .. To Fancy Cars and Tshirts filled With messages that only a handful might truly understand.

To the smaller things that we tend to Place away and forget about.

Each and Every Piece of who we are is scattered around us in everything that we have surrounded our selfs in.

life the ultimate choice.. the ultimate Journey… The Best Place to Crave nothing more then Simply the best and never settle For anything less.

we are the young.. The Ultimate Examples Of “beta” Testers

The future yet invented comes from our preferences and pursuits

we understand There for We learn. We Crave The Road To serenity and we Find it in Our Own ways.

Long Gone are the days of Having to Rewind A rental VHS before returning it…

Having to Worry about Skipping Compact Disks

Busy signal on Dial Up.. .

not having a Phone around to use with your Beeper..

not going months without Seeing someone in a Long Distance relationship.

and never falling out of the World by not knowing that information is always a few clicks away.

we have not become lazy… This is Evolution at its Finest.

we have nothing to fear. as the End Will come for all .

It is now in this Time Of age… That we step out of our confined spaces and release Our minds for Who we truly are.

Technology is a Talent That We embrace with Time and memory.

two steps Shy of a god given talent Such as drawing or music but equally as powerful as any form of Art.

Gone are the days that “genius” Was a Word that was reserved only for the “I was here First” way of thinking

Our voices Are now loud. and can be Heard around the world with Nothing more then a few clicks and spaces…

The message… you pick it.. but whatever you choose “Don’t be late” as our time Never Stops For Anything.

Time… Is our greatest threat… And the Best Way To live with time .. is To Use it wisely

Yeah That was For all the “crazy ones”

but now we are common Place In a world That becomes hand crafted each and every day of our lives.

The worst thing I can think of … Is living with the Fear that what you have to Give might not be enough.

Its Never Enough.. Until you know for sure that you have given it all you can and that you Are 100% in what your heart tells you.

Live long my friend

and thank you for the most important chapters in my book of life.

The day we met face to face…July 17th.. 2010

3 am and the shadows and shades of colors from the modern day tv Is casting on everything it can find.

There is no place where its lights do not penetrate and show all its glory..

This is a day in its own time.. where Rules and history is nothing more then a thought which we left behind at the door that closed on reality.

all around us are the things that mean most to us. and at the same time we consume ourselves in Something that could never be bought nor made without the hands and minds of The most powerful the world has ever seen.

“i think your smart you sweet thing…”

Like a radio playing in our heads where each song has more meaning then just Filling the blank void that our ears have come to know as silence.

There is talent in the air. but not where its know to be. but rather in a form that can never be duplicated on its own.

“tell me your name … im dying here…”

a simple connection like the flapping wings of an angel learning to fly for the first time since seeing the sight of flight for the First time in years.

A few scattered minds all with there own powers to provide the lives they lead with nothing more then history in the making.

eyes are the windows Into the root of our souls…

“ive got you where i want you”

like a mad child roaming the Streets with all the candy in the world that his pockets can carry. we take it all in As if there is never enough time to stop and look over what we could and would call the best…

like sore muscles in need of a simple soothing touch to bring back the tender feeling of relief.

Smiles Run rampant in the dark as if that is the very reason that they were created to being with.

The images of what the best two smiles ever made would look like from way up above the world … seems like all that is needed is a clock that is forgiving and forgets to keep track of the day.

Skin on skin contact releasing more energy Then anything ever seen or understood Before

“Tell me your sign… im dying here..”

Her breath touching the base of his neck… sending Surges Of rapid heat movements that can be best described by words not yet invented or known to the human mind.

this moment Forever out there as his and hers is sketched into the sands of time. You can not erase them nor replace them.

for its forever. once written in time nothing can be changed.

“tell me your name … im trying here…”

Its got us where we want To…

You cant put your arms around a memory you can only hold it in your heart

The honor of being Vintage

Strapped down into a World that once was vague in comparison to what the limits were once thought to be.

Slowly untie the knots that have held your head under water for more years then you could stand to Count.

Years of What would be known as lessons learned in time. Have brought Priceless treasures into a gold mine of opportunity.

we are the ones that can save the world with just the most simple of thoughts.

My hands shaped and molded in the eyes of a god that has put in more then enough over time To us all.

i was color blind once but can now describe to you all the shades of color in a rainbow that is always complete in my life.

Take my hands and give them cleaning…

Let me stare into the sun and feel the grace of your powerful ways soak into my body like a cold glass of Water.