A married couple was in a terrible accident where the woman’s face was severely burned. The doctor told the husband that they couldn’t graft any skin from her body because she was too skinny. So the husband offered to donate some of his own skin.

However, the only skin on his body that the doctor felt was suitable would have to come from his buttocks. The husband and wife agreed that they would tell no one about where the skin came from, and requested that the doctor also honor their secret. After all, this was a very delicate matter.

After the surgery was completed, everyone was astounded at the woman’s new beauty. She looked more beautiful than she ever had before! All her friends and relatives just went on and on about her youthful beauty!

One day, she was alone with her husband, and she was overcome with emotion at his sacrifice. She said, “Dear, I just want to thank you for everything you did for me. There is no way I could ever repay you.”

“My darling,” he replied, “I get all the thanks I need every time I see your mother kiss you on the cheek.”

Gayle Hunnicutt - idol of the past!

Beauty of the Day!

Little Johnny Wants Some Ice Cream

Little Johnny rushes home from school. He invades the fridge and is scooping out some cherry vanilla ice cream when his mother enters the kitchen. She says, "Put that away Johnny! You can't have ice cream now. It's too close to supper time. Go outside and play."

Johnny whimpers and says, "There's no one to play with." Trying to placate him, she says, "OK, I'll play with you. What do you want to play?" He says, "I wanna play Mommie and Daddy."

Trying not to register surprise, and to further appease him, she says, "Fine, I'll play. What do I do?" Johnny says, "You go up to the bedroom and lie down." Figuring that she can easily control the situation, she goes upstairs.

Johnny, feeling a bit cocky, swaggers down the hall and opens the utility closet. He dons his father's old fishing hat. As he starts up the stairs he notices a cigarette butt in the ashtray on the end table. He picks it up and slips it in the corner of his mouth. At the top of the stairs he moves to the bedroom doorway.

His mother raises up and says, "What do I do now?" In a gruff manner, Johnny says, "Get your butt downstairs and get that kid some ice cream!"

Jenny Love

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Little Johnny’s Partner

Little Johnny is walking down the hall when he hears a noise from his parents room. He knocks on the door and asks his mom what's going on. "Playing cards," she replies. "Who's your partner?" asked little Johnny. "Your father!"

Content with his answer, Little Johnny walks further down the hall towards his room when he hears the same noise coming from his sister's room. Again, he knocks on the door and asked his sister what was she doing. "Playing cards." "With who?" he asks. "My boyfriend!" she says.

A short while later, Little Johnny's father is walking down the hall and hears a noise coming from Little Johnny's room. He knocks on the door and asks "What are you doing?" "Playing cards!" replied Johnny. "Who's your partner?" asked his father...

Little Johnny answers promptly, "With a hand like this who needs a partner?"

Beauty of the Day

Clever business person at a young age

A policeman had a perfect hiding place to screen speeding drivers. But one day, everyone was under the speed limit, the officer investigated: a 9 year old boy was standing on the side of the road with a huge hand-painted sign which said "SPEED CAMERA AHEAD."

A little more investigative work led the officer to the boy's partner in crime, another boy about 200 meters beyond the speed camera with a sign reading "TIPS" and a bucket at his feet full of coins.

Beauty of the Day

Their Sons

These 4 pals go out to play golf one sunny morning. One is detained in the clubhouse, and the other three are discussing their children while walking to the first tee.

"My son Bill," says one, "has made quite a name for himself in the home-building industry. He began as a carpenter, but now owns his own design and construction firm. He's so successful in fact, in the last year he was able to give a good friend a brand new home as a gift."

The second man, no to be out done, tells how his son began his career as a car salesman, but now owns a multi-line dealership. "George is so successful, in fact, in the last six months he gave his friend two brand new cars as a gift."

The third man's son, Albert, has worked his way up through a stock brokerage, and in the last few weeks has given a good friend a large stock portfolio as a gift.

As the fourth man arrives at the tee, another tells him that they have been discussing their progeny and asks what line his son is in.

"To tell the truth, I'm not very pleased with how my son turned out," he replies. "For 15 years, Frank's been a hairdresser, and I've just recently discovered he's gay. However, on the bright side, he must be good at what he does because his last three boyfriends have given him a brand new house, two cars, and a big pile of stock certificates."

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My Boyfriend is stuck

He enthusiastically agreed and sped up the car.

He reached the 55 MPH mark, so she took off her blouse.

At 60 off came the pants.

At 65 it was her bra and at 70 her panties.

Now seeing her naked for the first time and traveling faster than he ever had before, he became very excited and lost control of the car. He sveered off the road, went over an embankment and hit a tree. His girlfriend was not hurt but he was trapped. She tried to pull him free but he was stuck.

"Go to the road and get help," he said. "I don't have anything to cover myself with!" she replied.

The man felt around, but could only reach one of his shoes.

"You'll have to put this between your legs to cover it up," he told her.

So she did as he said and went up to the road for help.

Along came a truck driver.

Seeing a naked, crying woman along the road, he pulled over to hear her story.

"My boyfriend! My boyfriend!" she sobs, "He's stuck and I can't pull him out!"

The truck driver looking down at the shoe between her legs replies: "Ma'am, if he's in that far, I'm afraid he's a goner!"

Beauty of the Day

The Christian Bear

There was a man who one day didn’t feel like going to church so he decided to go hunting instead.

He was out in the bush when he was approached from behind by a bear. He dropped his gun by accident but didn’t bother to pick it up.

He ran for his life. Weaving in and out the trees with the bear on his trail. Curving around a tree he tripped over its root.

He looked up and the bear looked down. The bear was about to strike at him. He put his hands together and prayed:

"Dear Lord, please let this bear be a Christian."

The bear sat down on its bum and held the man’s hands, closed his eyes and said: "Dear lord, thank you for the food that I am about to receive".

Beauty of the Day

Rolls Royce Loan

A businessman walks into a bank in San Francisco and asks for the loan officer. He says he is going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $7,000. The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for such a loan.

So the businessman hands over the keys to a Rolls Royce parked on the street in front of the bank. Everything checks out, and the bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. An employee drives the Rolls into the bank's underground garage and parks it there.

Two weeks later, the businessman returns, repays the $7,000 and the interest, which comes to $19.67. The loan officer says, "We are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are a little confused. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a multimillionaire. What confuses us is why would you bother to borrow $7,000?"

The businessman replied, "Where else in San Francisco can I park my car for two weeks for $20 bucks?"

Beauty of the Day

Not So Smart Student

The college professor had just finished explaining an important research project to his class. He emphasized that this paper was an absolute requirement for passing his class, and that there would be only two acceptable excuses for being late.

Those were a medically certifiable illness or a death in the student's immediate family.

A 'smart' student in the back of the classroom waved his hand and spoke up. "But what about extreme sexual exhaustion, professor?"

As you would expect, the class exploded in laughter. When the students had finally settled down, the professor froze the young man with a glaring look.

"Well," he responded, "I guess you'll just have to learn to write with your other hand."

Who is policing the police?

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Two Blind Pilots

Two blind pilots both are wearing dark glasses, one is using a guide dog, and the other is tapping his way along the aisle with a cane.

Nervous laughter spreads through the cabin, but the men enter the cockpit, the door closes, and the engines start up. The passengers begin glancing nervously around, searching for some sign that this is just a little practical joke. None is forthcoming.

The plane moves faster and faster down the runway and the people sitting in the window seats realize they're headed straight for the water at the edge of the airport. As it begins to look as though the plane will plough in to the water, panicked screams fill the cabin. At that moment, the plane lifts smoothly into the air. The passengers relax and laugh a little sheepishly, and soon all retreat into t heir magazines, secure in the knowledge that the plane is in good hands.

In the cockpit, one of the blind pilots turns to the other and says,"ya know, Bob, one of these days, they're gonna scream too late and we're all gonna die."

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How to Catch a Rabbit

The LAPD, The FBI, and the CIA are all trying to prove that they are the best at apprehending criminals. The President decides to give them a test. He releases a rabbit into a forest and each of them has to catch it.

The CIA goes in

They place animal informants throughout the forest. They question all plant and mineral witnesses. After three months of extensive investigations they conclude that rabbits do not exist.

The FBI goes in

After two weeks with no leads they burn the forest, killing everything in it, including the rabbit, and they make no apologies. The rabbit had it coming.

The LAPD goes in

They come out two hours later with a badly beaten bear. The bear is yelling: "Okay! Okay! I'm a rabbit! I'm a rabbit!"

Who is policing the police?

Celebrity of the Day

What Happened in Detroit

A tough looking biker had been in the biker bar for quite some time when he finally decided it was time, once again to hit the road. He stepped through the front door of the bar and instantly realized that his bike had vanished from the spot he had parked it.

"All right" he said loudly, coming back into the busy biker bar "I'm going to have a shot of whisky and if my hog isn't back up front by the time I'm done, what happened in Detroit will happen here too!"

With that many of the bikers ran out of the bar and within moments one came back to tell the tough biker that his hog was now parked in front of the bar for him. When the tough guy started to leave the bartender asked him.

"Pardon me, stranger, but what happened in Detroit?"

The tough biker replied casually: "I had to walk back to my hotel!"

Celebrity of the Day

Zoo Job

One day an out of work mime is visiting the zoo and attempts to earn some money as a street performer. As soon as he starts to draw a crowd, a zoo keeper grabs him and drags him into his office. The zoo keeper explains to the mime that the zoo's most popular attraction, a gorilla, has died suddenly and the keeper fears that attendance at the zoo will fall off.

He offers the mime a job to dress up as the gorilla until they can get another one. The mime accepts.

So the next morning the mime puts on the gorilla suit and enters the cage before the crowd comes. He discovers that it's a great job. He can sleep all he wants, play and make fun of people and he draws bigger crowds than he ever did as a mime. However, eventually the crowds tire of him and he tires of just swinging on tires. He begins to notice that the people are paying more attention to the lion in the cage next to his. Not wanting to lose the attention of his audience, he climbs to the top of his cage, crawls across a partition, and dangles from the top to the lion's cage. Of course, this makes the lion furious, but the crowd loves it.

At the end of the day the zoo keeper comes and gives the mime a raise for being such a good attraction. Well, this goes on for some time, the mime keeps taunting the lion, the crowds grow larger, and his salary keeps going up. Then one terrible day when he is dangling over the furious lion he slips and falls. The mime is terrified.

The lion gathers itself and prepares to pounce. The mime is so scared that he begins to run round and round the cage with the lion close behind. Finally, the mime starts screaming and yelling, "Help me, help me!", but the lion is quick and pounces. The mime soon finds himself flat on his back looking up at the angry lion and the lion says, "Shut up you idiot! Do you want to get us both fired?"

How to save on your vehicle's fuel consumption

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Too Many Fires

A new fire-fighter was being trained by an old fire chief.

"How would you react if a sudden fire flared up on the front of the building?" asked the fire chief.

"Break out a fire hose and start spraying it, chief." answered the new fire-fighter.

"How would you react if another fire flared up in the back of the building?" asked the fire chief.

"Break out another fire hose and start spraying it, chief." answered the new fire-fighter.

"And if another huge fire flared up in the basement, how would you react?" asked the fire chief.

"Break out another fire hose." answered the new fire-fighter.

"Now wait a minute, son," said the fire chief. "Where are all these fire hoses coming from?"

The new fire-fighter answered, "The same place where all of the fires are coming from, chief."

How to make the best of time

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I Know This Lawyer

A small town prosecuting attorney called his first witness to the stand in a trial-a grandmotherly, elderly woman. He approached her and asked, "Mrs. Jones, do you know me?"

She responded, "Yes, I do know you Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a young boy. And frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs.

You think you're a rising big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you never will amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you."

The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do he pointed across the room and asked, "Mrs. Williams, do you know the defence attorney?"

She again replied, "Why, yes I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. I used to baby-sit him for his parents. And he, too, has been a real disappointment to me. He's lazy, bigoted, he has a drinking problem. The man can't build a normal relationship with anyone and his law practice is one of the shoddiest in the entire state. Yes, I know him."

At this point, the judge rapped the courtroom to silence and called both counselors to the bench. In a very quiet voice, he said with menace, "If either of you asks her if she knows me, you'll be in jail within 3 minutes!"

Where does Father's Day come from?

Beauty of the Day

Weight Loss Plan

A man calls a company and orders their 5-day, 10 lb. weight loss program.

The next day, there's a knock on the door and there stands before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19 year old babe dressed in nothing but a pair of Nike running shoes and a sign around her neck.

She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss company.

The sign reads, "If you can catch me, you can have me."

Without a second thought, he takes off after her.

A few miles later huffing and puffing, he finally gives up.

The same girl shows up for the next four days and the same thing happens.

On the fifth day, he weighs himself and is delighted to find he has lost 10 lbs. as promised.

He calls the company and orders their 5-day/20 pound program.

The next day there's a knock at the door and there stands the most stunning and beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life.

She is wearing nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that reads, "If you catch me you can have me."

Well, he's out the door after her like a shot.

This girl is in excellent shape and he does his best, but no such luck.

So for the next four days, the same routine happens with him gradually getting in better and better shape.

Much to his delight on the fifth day when he weighs himself, he discovers that he has lost another 20 lbs. as promised.

He decides to go for broke and calls the company to order the 7-day/50 pound program.

"Are you sure?" asks the representative on the phone. "This is our most rigorous program."

"Absolutely," he replies, "I haven't felt this good in years."

The next day there's a knock at the door; and when he opens it he finds a huge muscular guy standing there wearing nothing but pink running shoes and a sign around his neck that reads, “If I catch you, you are mine!!!"

He lost 63 pounds that week.

How to Make Brandied Cherries

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Aftab And Mahtab

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Nasty Bug

Every night, Harold would go down to the liquor store, get a six pack, bring it home, and drink it while he watched TV. One night, as he finished his last beer, the doorbell rang. He stumbled to the door and found a six-foot cockroach standing there. The bug grabbed him by the collar and threw him across the room, and left.

The next night, after he finished his 3th beer, the doorbell rang.

He walked slowly to the door and found the same six-foot cockroach standing there. The big bug punched him in the stomach, then left.

The next night, after he finished his 1st beer, the doorbell rang again. The same six-foot cockroach was standing there. This time he was kneed in the groin and hit behind the ear as he doubled over in pain. Then the big bug left.

The fourth night Harold didn't drink at all. The doorbell rang. The cockroach was standing there. The bug beat the snot out of Harold and left him in a heap on the living room floor.

The following day, Harold went to see his doctor. He explained events of the preceding four nights. "

" What can I do? " he pleaded.

" Not much " he doctor replied. " There's just a nasty bug going around."

Beautiful and radiant Françoise Dorléac

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First Job

A young family moved into a house, next to a vacant lot.

One day, a construction crew turned up to start building a house on the empty lot.

The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and spent much of each day observing the workers.

Eventually the construction crew, all of them "gems-in-the-rough," more or less, adopted her as a kind of project mascot."

They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had coffee and lunch breaks and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important.

At the end of the first week, they even presented her with a pay envelope containing ten dollars.

The little girl took this home to her mother who suggested that she take her ten dollars "pay" she'd received to the bank the next day to start a savings account.

When the girl and her mom got to the bank, the teller was equally impressed and asked the little girl how she had come by her very own pay check at such a young age.

The little girl proudly replied, "I worked last week with a real construction crew building the new house next door to us."

"Oh my goodness gracious," said the teller, and will you be working on the house again this week, too?"

The little girl replied, "I will, if those as*!#!es at Home Depot ever deliver the fu*#'ng sheet rock..."

Aitana Sánchez-Gijón - a very beautiful and sensual actress

Beauty of the Day

How to use a drive-through ATM

A new sign in the Bank Lobby reads:

"Please note that this Bank is installing new Drive-through ATM machines enabling customers to withdraw cash without leaving their vehicles. Customers using this new facility are requested to use the procedures outlined below when accessing their accounts.

After months of careful research, MALE and FEMALE procedures have been developed.

Please follow the appropriate steps for your gender:

MALE PROCEDURE

1. Drive up to the cash machine.

2. Put down your car window.

3. Insert card into machine and enter PIN.

4. Enter amount of cash required and withdraw.

5. Retrieve card, cash and receipt.

6. Put window up.

7. Drive off.

FEMALE PROCEDURE

1. Drive up to cash machine.

2. Reverse and back up the required amount to align car window with the machine.

3. Set parking brake, put the window down.

4. Find handbag, remove all contents on to passenger seat to locate card.

5. Tell person on cell phone you will call them back and hang up.

6. Attempt to insert card into machine.

7. Open car door to allow easier access to machine due to its excessive distance from the car.

8. Insert card.

9. Re-insert card the right way.

10. Dig through handbag to find diary with your PIN written on the inside back page.

11. Enter PIN.

12. Press cancel and re-enter correct PIN.

13. Enter amount of cash required.

14. Check makeup in rear view mirror.

15. Retrieve cash and receipt.

16. Empty handbag again to locate wallet and place cash inside.

17. Write debit amount in check register and place receipt in back of check book.

18. Re-check makeup.

19. Drive forward 2 feet.

20. Reverse back to cash machine.

21. Retrieve card.

22. Re-empty hand bag, locate card holder, and place card into the slot provided.

23. Give dirty look to irate male driver waiting behind you.

24. Restart stalled engine and pull off.

25. Redial person on cell phone.

26. Drive for 2 to 3 miles.

27. Release Parking Brake.

Woman to Woman

Beauty of the Day

From a Southwest Airlines employee....

"Welcome aboard Southwest Flight XXX, to YYY. To operate your seatbelt, insert the metal tab into the buckle, and pull tight. It works just like every other seatbelt, and if you don't know how to operate one, you probably shouldn't be out in public unsupervised. In the event of a sudden loss of cabin pressure, oxygen masks will descend from the ceiling.  Stop screaming, grab the mask, and pull it over your face. If you have a small child traveling with you, secure your mask before assisting with theirs. If you are traveling with two small children, decide now which one you love more."

Beauty of the Day

Phone Won't Stop Ringing? -- Here's What You Do

Leola Starling of Ribrock, Tenn., had a serious telephone problem. But unlike most people she did something about it.

The brand-new $10 million Ribrock Plaza Motel opened nearby and had acquired almost the same telephone number as Leola.

From the moment the motel opened, Leola was besieged by calls not for her.

Since she had the same phone number for years, she felt that she had a case to persuade the motel management to change its number.

Naturally, the management refused, claiming that it could not change its stationery.

The phone company was not helpful, either. A number was a number, and just because a customer was getting someone else's calls 24 hours a day didn’t make it responsible. After her pleas fell on deaf ears, Leola decided to take matters into her own hands.

At 9 o'clock the phone rang. Someone from Memphis was calling the motel and asked for a room for the following Tuesday. Leola said, "No problem.  How many nights?"

A few hours later Dallas checked in. A secretary wanted a suite with two bedrooms for a week. 

Emboldened, Leola said the Presidential Suite on the 10th floor was available for $600 a night. The secretary said that she would take it and asked if the hotel wanted a deposit. "No, that won't be necessary," Leola said. "We trust you."

The next day was a busy one for Leola. In the morning, she booked an electric appliance manufacturers' convention for Memorial Day weekend, a college prom and a reunion of the 82nd Airborne veterans from World War II.

She turned on her answering machine during lunchtime so that she could watch the O.J. Simpson trial, but her biggest challenge came in the afternoon when a mother called to book the ballroom for her daughter’s wedding in June.

Leola assured the woman that it would be no problem and asked if she would be providing the flowers or did she want the hotel to take care of it. The mother said that she would prefer the hotel to handle the floral arrangements. Then the question of valet parking came up. Once again Leola was helpful. "There's no charge for valet parking, but we always recommend that the client tips the drivers."

Within a few months, the Ribrock Plaza Motel was a disaster area.

People kept showing up for weddings, bar mitzvahs, and Sweet Sixteen parties and were all told there were no such events.

Leola had her final revenge when she read in the local paper that the motel might go bankrupt. Her phone rang, and an executive from Marriott said, "We're prepared to offer you $200,000 for the motel."

Leola replied. "We'll take it, but only if you change the telephone number."

Beauty of the Day

One bank you should not rob

Once inside the bank shortly after midnight, robbers' efforts at disabling the security system got underway immediately. The robbers, who expected to find one or two large safes filled with cash & valuables, were surprised to see hundreds of smaller safes throughout the bank.

The robbers cracked the first safe's combination, and inside they found only a small bowl of vanilla pudding. As recorded on the bank's audio tape system, one robber said, "At least we'll have a bit to eat." The robbers opened up a second safe, and it also contained nothing but vanilla pudding. The process continued until all safes were opened. They did not find one pound sterling, a diamond, or an ounce of gold. Instead, all the safes contained covered bowls of pudding.

Disappointed, the robbers made a quiet exit, each leaving with nothing more than a queasy, uncomfortably full stomach. The newspaper headline read:

IRELAND'S LARGEST SPERM BANK ROBBED EARLY THIS MORNING...

Beauty of the Day

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All Of You

The sound of your voice is music to my ear

So soft, sweet, and clear

The kiss from your lips words cannot explain

It takes away my worries and my pain

The caress of your hand sends shivers down my spine

Every day I thank God that your mine.

The sight of your lovely face takes away all my fears

You're the one I want to love throughout the years

For an eternity I want to spend in your arms

Every day graced by your beauty and your charms.

Author: David Norman Meece

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Love Poem #1

When I was little,

I had a lush dream,

That one day I find

And marry a Queen.

She'd sit by my side,

Up there on our throne,

With princes and princesses

So we're never alone.

I can honestly say,

My dream has come true

And you'd never believe

Just how much I love you.

I may not be king

And you may not be queen

But together we're perfect

Just like in my dream.

- Paul Hopkins -

Beauty of the Day

Sealed In the Smoothness of You

Would I be saved by the passing of my trembling hands
Over the tears that fall from my skies
If my pleasure was sealed in the smoothness of you
If all of my vanishing light began flashing
Like a trail of shooting stars
Could I see the miracle
Known as the truth

If you descended from where I have walked on fire
Where fear does not torment or stain
Would I know you have come to fill all the holes
That now dwell inside of my secret soul
The ones held closed by my fingers
To keep from spilling feelings
Not to be named

In these hours my eyes have stared with intensity
Strong as the air I live and breathe
They have been lined by time with all that I am
One-half of me can recognize myself
And there has been no telling
If my other half..............
Gave a damn

Now everything has faded into pieces of a puzzle
Creating a picture known as truth
I sit still and wonder where each piece fits
Inside the half of me I can recognize
That would walk on fire to feel
My pleasure sealed
In the smoothness of you

Fill My Soul Delighted

Better than purposely it seems attracting
All that filled my soul delighted
Before you danced in tracks of beauty
Our hearts were not meant to be divided

In sleep itself we are great trees of splendor
Silver hands that wake to see
Flowers bring what is born unto flame
Rest on laurels of you and me

If this comes from butterflies of time
To softly rest upon our lips
Should we not place your hand in mine
And round this cup both sip

I find that I am empty but I must endure
Pass this test of time
Until my streams are filled once again
Your heart is tied to mine

Dearest desire, light of my darkness
Fill my soul delighted
Come and sip this cup with me...'tis full
When we are not divided

Hold Me Against the Fences of Fate

Come and bend my state of mind
Wind round me if you must
The night is pretty
With unnumbered stars
And I am mellow, with my wounds
Here in your trust

Gently touch my cheek
Hold me against the fences of fate
Winter winds are nothing to me my friend
It is life that harbors
That trumpet, which I must learn
To play once again

Be the sunrise of many years ago
Within this precious time
Raise me up to where grace's garden
Will weigh much more
Than this wild jungle that rages
Inside of my mind

Then surely the whisper of my pen
Will reach the depths
To prove, that I am the woman
Who speaks the language
That can only be interpreted
Here inside of you

Drink my rain that kisses your heaven
Drops only you can see
Draw in each breath from my own
Dance with me now
Until out of my heart, my taste
For freedom, is gone

Knowing the Yearning

How can we express the years when the daisies tickled our toes
Knowing the yearning we felt as children is unknown
From time to time, we are numb to our freedom
Crossing bridges that hush our fever none whatsoever
Until our lives are up and gone

The longer we have been fashioned to hear a cry in a voice
Then even more do our memories serve us right
Now here I am finding that special place
Where we are pulled as missing pieces of a puzzle
To fit in one more passing night

I have said that I sing a gentle lullaby to escape the confusion
Found on the upturned face of the warmest feelings
Taught my soul not to be the cause of trouble
When in the midst of a battlefield time becomes a prison
Where you will find me kneeling

What does a whisper matter when it bravely promenades
Under the piercing light of the brightest sun
Someone said if they knew why we observe so little
They would know why we have chosen now
To express the years undone

The strongest mind I am told cannot hold its breath for very long
Therefore, we must say farewell, retreat from the past
We are left to express the years when daisies tickled our toes
Upon the pages hung on the walls of time's prison
Missing pieces of our puzzle found at last

Misconception Passes Forgotten

Some days you hold a bed of roses as only a state of mind
Promises seem to be forgotten in drifting pieces
Wondering how absence thinks of ways to make fonder
A heart that watches time burning bridges
With faith that never ceases

So often an eager crowd serves a master of lonely places
You can hear them whispering words of praise
They are swirling in a powerful roundabout of illusion
Spent in rooms where the only way out
Cannot be paraphrased

Some have chosen their scars as seed to plant in rows
Then wonder why their fields are full of pain
Aside from sorrow can you imagine what could dwell
As rows of beautiful flowers in the heart
Where love remains

We hear I am sorry in a moment that passes forgotten
On days when a bed of roses does not exist
Should we choose to serve a master of lonely places
Or plant seeds of forgiveness in our fields
From unclenched fists

Stirred Watching What I Cannot Name

Folded waves savor what now humbles my soul
Last night hangs overhead
The birth of time is felt on my bare arms
I shiver in a paradise of crimson red

Still water has no name beyond my thoughts
All of my wishes are buried in rooms
Unheard guests that sleep on my horizon
Once howled at the silvery moon

All night I have watched what I cannot name
In a garden where soil conceals
What is suddenly blooming only half there
Surface loosens, breath revealed

The issue of days has now salted my fire
Marked its initials on my face
As tracks of tears I wept for blooms
No longer in this place

Still, a beautiful song lies within my sight
Sings the desire of my soul
Stirred watching what I cannot name
Inside of waves that fold

Garden soil delivers and my soul is humbled
Though weary and down trodden
Blooms return within the folded waves
I see what I've forgotten

A Wilderness of Freedom

Slide your feelings into mine, under the fire I breathe
Embracing all the highs and lows, you behold
Keep me safe and warm from the winds that blow
Around moments when this heart forgets
You are a gift much too precious
To ever let go

Allow the wilderness of your soul to run with mine
Loving the taste of our own freedom
Upon life's stage, we will explore our inner depths
Together collecting pieces to fill spaces
On the elusive silver screen
Of knowing wisdom

Come return kisses of light from a passionate moon
With the radiance of our hearts' desire
Slide your feelings into mine, my precious gift
Hold me when the winds come knocking
To take the eternal flame I breathe
From my air's fire

Slide your feelings into mine, here together endlessly
Embracing the differences, we behold
With an understanding, that keeps both our hearts
Ever mindful that our love is a precious gift
Running in a wilderness of freedom
Within our souls

Fault Found Without Mention

Lost in reasons I spoke without thinking, sometimes we cannot see
Those waves we want to believe, for darkness all around
Corners of the universe are not known at birth
And the world refuses to give up space
For all your name surrounds

Maybe if we just sighed for one second instead of crying for a new life
What seems to be disabling could remake the bed we made
I thought I was painting a heaven into our world
One that could hold away every hurt
At least make bruises fade

Inside of shells we stand on hills and look up to the heavens above
Wondering if our destiny ripples as each day breaks anew
Yet we love just the same despite the inevitability
That suddenly shouts from every doorway
We afforded to walk through

Lost in reasons I spoke without thinking, sometimes we cannot see
The battles that laugh nervously for a bit of our attention
Corners of the universe are not known at birth
Yet the stars in our eyes can be infinite
In fault found without mention

That Which Never Ends

Breathe within the flow that reaches into that which never ends
Then tell me why this day swiftly passes
Come within an inch of my heart and see what it's made of
Before the shadows bid their first breath
Upon the sunlight's ashes

Could it be your wish to look down at love from the highest hilltop
To see me surrender without looking in my eyes
Come within an inch of my heart and see what it's made of
Walk into the doorway and slowly trace the steps
Your heart cannot deny

Do you know where you are going when you hear me whisper
Whisper your name into the air I breathe
Come within an inch of my heart and know that I love you
Before the shadows bid their first breath
And this day must leave

Tenderly Marked Thoughts

Bewitching ripples of time pass as I write letters to you
To hang as something beautiful on your walls
Tenderly I mark them with wind that bares my soul
Leaving my presence to stir across your sky
As a shield from rains that fall

Enthralling words to hold forever within your breast
I leave for you as bits of my gentle peace
Lying open on your walls, the richness of my joy
Is left to fall as silver leaves of warmth
Cover cold that will not cease

These inventive fingers would surely leave this earth
An epic journey they would move to make
To find the words to chase away those hellions
That exist here in this world of chaos
Your peaceful grace to take

When you pass by these letters I have written for you
They will caress you with the echo of my soul
Sweet peace you yearn for, is always here to see
In these thoughts I have tenderly marked
For your own heart to hold

I Heard the Cry of Lightning

Yes, from grief and pain I wanted to run
And turn into liquid numb
But I heard the cry of lightning
Ride in on a black horse
With much more fight to come

I stand here, appearing to you as frail
In all your sudden thoughts
When each day low, low worries
Do not lie underneath
Any of the dreams I bought

Do you believe that your tongue
Can taste all my fears
And when the time comes
You will see me spinning down
My own stair of tears

Now you go ahead and listen
For a sad, sad sigh
But you should never forget
I have heard the cry of lightning
Her fight is in my eyes

I Can

I am able without a doubt
To take whatever comes my way
Because I believe that I hear a shout
Which says "I Can" every day

When all hope is shattered, it seems
And I am in the stress of strife
I will still lift my chin and chase my dreams
In this battle, I call "My Life"

I will not wait until tomorrow comes
To do what must be done
Because there is no "Can't"
Where I come from
I am as faithful as our sun

I do not believe that the world is to blame
For my grief or cares
And I do not think a single soul
Should feel ashamed
If my load is more than theirs

I bravely walk along a path I call my own
Not a step, do I take in fear
"I Can" is the name of my song
And I will sing it
Even
Through my tears

I Only Shine Within His Shadow

By shade he lives under a pond of glass
Shallow memories sigh in the night
A glistening body of crystallized laughter
A new man, purified by light

On some occasions, he will wear a face
With a smile that twists to the East
'Cause his thoughts are misunderstood
His eyes dance like his feet

Sadly, there is no proof known of his birth
The chapters are frozen in time
Yet, like a tall ship, he blazes a path
In the moonlight of my mind

He is handsome my memory writes out loud
Since I was small, I knew his name
I am only able to shine within his shadow
Yet, I love him all the same

Honey on My Lips

Carry me into the dream you had last night
Where we were as strong as trees
Fill my imagination with little jars of honey
We charmed from the hives
Of bees

Stand up in the sea that holds all wisdom
Commit my face to memory
Sail with me until we are of one mind
Across the lines where you start
I'll be

You will become the man I will never forget
The seed in my heart that grows
We will set fire to the wind and waters
Until eternity separates our lips
In woe

Promise me if we wake from your dream
I will hear your voice in my ear
Your name will leave the taste of honey
On the lips of my imagination
My Dear

Dry Your Tears

When your fingers dare to take the wilderness from this land
A breeze will play in your thoughts
For a hundred years
All the flower's hearts will ache to stand
And watch the leaves
Dry my tears

Apart from the cobwebs spun in my name forevermore
You may perhaps believe I roamed
In and out of sorrow
Yet if I could make you see heretofore
You would know I only cried
The tears I borrowed

When your fingers dare to take the wilderness from this land
I will spin cobwebs in your name
For a hundred years
Your heart will always ache to stand
So you can find the leaves
To dry your tears

When Life Began to Dance

When life began to dance and tell the names of me and you
Heaven was met at the threshold of blessings
A waterfall of souls beat an eternal tune that was given
On the beautiful eve of our love's confession

A seed began growing as a reminder of passion's flame
Thankful incense smiled, quietly burned
Our line of sight passed into a mist filled with love
Few have ever felt, but for, deeply yearn

Into the air shapes of thought became as tender voices
Deeply settling into our hearts forevermore
They whispered into the dance of life with a pleasure
That sweetly opened the reasons we are for

Whirls of wonder welcomed a constant round of forever
The stars knew our hands must be joined
And we were led to sing the verses of a lovely song
A melody, only heaven could have coined

Dancing in Summer Winds

Soft scenes consume our collective memories in the sweetest roar
When the moon spills out its heart into what we feel
We find ourselves looking back at the paths we walked upon
At the small things because we wish to breathe in
The simple dust of youth from our heels

We steal away to places where our souls sang in summer winds
Leaving the silence that has been ours to choose
No longer turning our backs on small things we treasure
We breathe in that which softens our hearts
From the weathered soles of our shoes

Looking up with faces that now smile, we can surely recall
Opening those doors full of warmth once again
We still find delight in small things that we treasured
And though it seems that it has been forever
Our feet still dance in summer winds

She Calls For Another Drink of You

Does anything make you feel guilty?
Such as memories that drift in and out of your mind
or perhaps, the sinful taste of chocolate.
What about when you reach up to touch,
the marble steps where your pride once walked.

She thought you knew her heart was breaking
still she would be waiting for you
with purple ink seeping from her pores.
Did you know then
how such a narrow field of silence
would have her tripping
over her own bittersweet lines?

She watched you read those pages repeatedly
smiling like you received a medal of honor;
then lean forward with nothing to say at all.
Did you ever consider
the rose-colored glasses she wore.

She knows that you have never pretended
to be anything other than what you are
still she finds you taste like the purest water.
If you listen carefully,
you can hear her calling out
for another drink of you.

In the meantime, you leaned forward
to stroke her hair
without ever turning on the light.
While the world wished,
it could too. 

Silent Rain Sighing in My Sleep

You are the silent rain I feel sighing in my sleep
In silence I trust this land of ease
This song you play for me quiet though it be
Is held dear in all its beauty
In perfect peace

I remember winds with kindness like pretty pictures
Yet I recall the hour they pulled me close
They left me with such sorrow that I can tell you
When I am lonely is when I remember
Them the most

You sit beside me and I behold beauty as I sleep
Protected always in your silent rain
This song you play for me quiet though it be
Has returned my trust in love
My peace regained

When my air is silent you are the veil of pleasure
That wraps song around my soul
And though quiet may be the sweetest
Silent sound my land of ease
Has ever known

Remember

Touch my heart in the shadows of the night
Let silence reign in your seduction
Call to my eyes until I can remember
Words of love you once spoke
Dear to me

Let there be no shame in what we see here
In this warmth you bring to me
Call to my eyes that I am not alone
Words of love you once spoke
So willingly

I am standing still with the print of your heart
Here listening to the beat of my own
Call to my eyes the words of love known
So that I can remember
My way home