Wednesday, May 31, 2006


The strings of life are like a web. The same web that catches the love of your life also holds all the things we want to let go of. Bad memories or people who strain your life to the point of breaking this web. If we could only clip the string that hold the anger and all the things that clog up the web of life. Allow the web to flow free in the breeze and feel the sun and allow itself to be attached to strong trees that will allow it to stay strong and ever present. If only people with love and devotion be allowed to remain. What a wonderful life we would weave.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Ever Present

Your love is ever present
It surrounds me, fills me
Intoxicates my senses

When we are far away
I carry your love in my heart
You’re ever present on my mind

I can feel your thoughts enter my mind and slowly warm my body
I feel your skin next to mineI carry your love with me and in me all the days of my life