I DO

Field of Dreams

Field of Dreams
i had a dreamd that we were together
we had a love that could never be broken
you took me into your arms
and spun me around with a smile
we were so happy yet it was a dream
we were in a field only left alone to love
i made you happy and you did the same for me
i had a field of dreams for you and me
we had a love that could never be broken
there we were..innocent and in love
loving ourselves like never before
we made love so gently and lovingly
we melted into each other arms never to part
noone was there to stop us or scold us
everything we were doing was right
our love will last forever because
we want it that way and it shall be that way
we were to be together; never to part
for our love for each other was too strong
we have a special bond never to be broken
copright 1994 lac

Our Alley In Italia

The Alley In Italia

We took a trip to Italy as part of our honeymoon
I showed you the sights, we tasted the food
We became part of the culture just you and me
I taught you some words so you could learn
How to say I love you-Ti Amo siempre
We held hands as we walked thru the streets
The country of love and passion
Surrounds us
We walked down this alley
Just the two of us it seemed
We embraced and kissed
So passionately
Until a photographer captured us
To keep this a memory
He showed us the photo he took unexpectedly
He said it was true love
It was all he could see
We thanked him graciously and took his card
We were to pick up our photo the following day
Here we have etched in our memory
Of a wonderful time we shared in Italy
On our wall the photo will stay
A reminder of our love that was destined to be.
copyright 2005 lac

To Be Or Not To Be.....

To be or not to be..

Here we stand

you holding me

My face is maskless

yet yours still holds

You were afraid to tell me about you

Until I showed you I would never go

I trusted you completely and bared my soul

for you to see

kiss my lips and taste me

I opened my heart and let you in

Now please reveal yourself to me

I shall love you forever and always

My love I hold for you

is unconditional

Slowly I see you reveal to me

the wonderful man underneath

I am still here, you have all of me

I have loved you even before I knew you

To be or not to be

Was it fate or destiny

that brought us together so unexpectedly

You have taken my heart, you have taken my soul

Like a thief in the night you have taken me

I am all yours now and for eternity

Under the mask you hid a perfect man

Your flaws you see are what attract me

So please take off your mask

reveal your true self to me

I shall be here for you forever

now and for eternity

copyright 2005-lac

I Am Yours

I am yours

to love and to hold

I am yours

to marry and make love to

I am yours

to be with forever and a day

I am yours

to love unconditionally

I am yours

take me as I am

I am yours

copyright 2005 lac

Family

Here is your family waiting for you
We both know it was meant to be
Brought together by fate and destiny
You and I will always be
Here is your family you've captured our hearts
In such a short time we came to be
We touched each others lives so tenderly
We traveled the world and made a baby
I have waited so long for someone like you
To trust and love for all eternity

copyright 2005 lac

Wish Upon A Star

i wished upon a star and you came true

you are perfect for me and you complete me

never in my life did i think someone could make me whole

and then i met you

we understand each other effortlessly

our love we share is unconditional

we came together unexpectedly

we knew in an instant it was destiny

and we would be together for eternity

i am ready to give you all of me

for I have found a man I trust completely

i wished upon a star the same one as you

here is my heart it is yours to treasure

here is my love hold it dear

here is my soul i want to feel yours inside

never will we have to wish upon a star.

copyright 2005 lac

The Game

Pittsburg, PA

watching him dress as he throws on his jersey
eager to go cheer on our team
sporting my hat and matching shirt
i yell "let's go honey we dont have time to kill"
we leave our place with smiles on our face
his sweatshirt wrapped around my waist
the short ride to the stadium exciting us both
signs everywhere saying "Philly's vs. Yankees"
the crowd going wild as we join in
clapping and cheering as our team wins!
drinking down our beers one by one
laughing and talking as we sit in the sun
the day goes by the hits never end
neck to neck the game- whose to win?
we look over at each other and smile
kissing quickly between batters
a day filled with beer, sun and hot dogs!
Knowing....he's the one
the game runs late, i pull on his sweatshirt
i breathe in deeply
his scent so close to me
I could not ask for anything more
it is just him and me
Having a blast..watching the game
Watching our Yankees!
copyright 2005 lac

Nights In White Satin...Days in Bliss

Island of Seychilles


soft music playing in the background
naked toes playing in the sand
our bodies relaxing on the beach blanket
our hands left entwined
a smile visible on our faces
as we lay together
hearts aglow
remembering thoughts of a
night ago
dressed in my white satin
and of the earlier intimate
morning shared
i feel myself blush
our love so strong
built on a solid foundation
living in a state of loving bliss
he squeezes my hand
then slowly releases it
i hear his feet dig into the sand
i open my eyes to look over at him
i laugh out loud at the wonderous site before me
his bright yellow trunks in a heap on the sand
i see his white cheeks flexing as he runs
to the crystal clear ocean water
my laughter roars out loud
for him to hear
he looks back with a teasing grin
he beckons me to him
jumping up in a fit of glee
i run to him quickly
he turns and grabs me as i jump in his arms
twirling us around
we stumble and fall down
the waves crashing on us
we pay no heed
he kisses me hungrily as i
feel him grow against me
my eyes sparkle and my face radiates
of love
he picks me up and carries me
into the water we go as he
slowly undresses me

copyright 2005 lac

Island of Seychelles



these pictures were given to me by a friend and I have permission to share their beauty with all of you...

Wedding Day-Mastercard Style

Watch movie (if I can get it to work!)..tis quite different than my entry in writing...which is something I would do, under the same circumstances! (if not I can email you the movie)

This is a true story about a recent wedding that took place at ClemsonUniversity.It was in the local newspaper and even Jay Leno mentioned it.
It was a huge wedding with about 300 guests.After the wedding at the reception, the groom got up on stage with a microphone to talk to the crowd. He said he wanted to thank everyone for coming, many from long distances, to support them at their wedding.He especially wanted to thank the bride's and his family and to thankhis new father-in-law for providing such a lavish reception.As a token of his deep appreciation he said he wanted to give everyonea special gift just from him.So taped to the bottom of everyone's chair, including the wedding party, was an envelope.He said this was his gift to everyone, and asked them to open their envelope.
Inside each manila envelope was an 8x10 glossy of his bride having sex with the best man.The groom had gotten suspicious of them weeks earlier and had hired aprivate detective to tail them. After standing there, just watching the guests' reactions for a coupleof minutes, he turned to the best man and said, "F--- you!".Then he turned to his bride and said, "F--- you!".Then he turned to the dumbfounded crowd and said, "I'm outta here."He had the marriage annulled first thing in the morning.While most people would have canceled the wedding immediately after finding out about the affair, this guy goes through with the charade as if nothing were wrong.His revenge...making the bride's parents pay over $32,000 for a 300 guest wedding and reception, and best of all, trashing the bride's and best man's reputations in front of 300 friends and family members.
Elegant wedding reception for 300 family members &friends........$32,000.
Wedding photographs commemorating theoccasion....................$3,000.
Deluxe two week honeymoon accommodations inMaui.................$8,500.
The look on everyone's face when they see the 8 x 10 glossy of the bridehumping the best man........................................Priceless.There are some things money can't buy,for everything else there's MASTERCARD.

Limitless

the sky is limitless as love should be

when i see this i think free

free to love whom we want

free to love as deep as we want

love has different shapes and sizes

love has different meanings and masks

knowing that love is limitless and has no boundaries

like the heart in the sky

puts a huge smile on my face

for i know i have

no boundaries

copyright 2005 lac

The Passion

Oh how I have imagined this day
laying on top of the man I love
just the two of us on the beach
vacationing in the sun
only the sound of waves crashing
and animals singing
our love consumes us, our passions unleash
how i have wanted you like this
you are so good to me
the sparkle in your eyes speaks a language that can not lie
the language of love
oh how i have imagined this day
to share with someone special
the man i will share the rest of my life with
filled with laughter and love
the man for whom I will have beautiful children with
growing old and raising them but for now
enjoying and perfecting the art of lovemaking
feeling our two souls become one
oh how i have imagined this day
where two lives become one.
copyright 2005 lac

The Tango

The music plays, you grab my hand
our bodies lock, yours taking control
i follow your lead
your strong arms guiding me
swinging me
twirling me
leading me
pulling me close
the sensual moves, the sexual essence
our bodies speak of love
our actions scream out sex, passion
i trust your lead
i trust our love
you take control
you guide me right
you whisper in my ear
i laugh at your words
the lust in our eyes
knowing what will come later
we dance the dance
as the music fills our ears
only the two of us exist
this is the tango.
copyright 2005 lac

Every Girls Dream
1. Get kissed in the rain
2. Have that one hott kiss where your pressed against the wall
3. Have a guy that thinks you're the world
4. Have a guy that holds on as long as possible when giving hugs
5. A boy that whispers he loves you in your ear
6. Have that moment where you just gaze into eachother's eyes
7. When you cry, he kisses your tears away.
8. When you're not with your guy he's all that you can think about
9. Wearing his jacket and everytime you breath in, his scent surrounds you
10. A guy who will watch any movie with you, no matter how teary eyed you may get.
11. A guy who squeezes your hand
12. A guy that says he loves you and means it
13. A guy that will play her favorite song outside her window
14. A guy who is loyal
15. A guy that will sing to you no matter how bad he is at it.
16. A guy that will kiss you on the forehead.
17. A guy that will call you beautiful or adorable...not hot, fine, or sexy
18. A guy that will never judge you for how you look.
19. A boy that says cheezy stuff to you just to make u smile
20. A boy that is the same when he is with you and when with friends
21. A boy that tells you everything honestly
22. A boy that is good with your family and introduces you to his family
23. A guy that will somtimes let you win
24. A guy who stands up for you no matter who it is against
25. A guy who calls you at night just to say 'hi' and see how your day has been
26. A guy who tells you that your smile makes his day and makes everything better
27. A guy who will sit on the phone with you when you're sad, even if you're quiet
28. A guy who you can hangout and have fun with
29. A guy that will just randonmly call you for no reason at all, just because he missed you
30. A guy who will hold your hand through the roughest parts of life.
31. A guy who would love you forever no matter the circumstance.
32. A guy who wouldn't mind you wanting to get all dressed up and do your make up for him. Even if he says he likes you better without make up.
33. A guy who you can be yourself with and he will never give a care and would still tell you that you are amazing to him.
34. A guy who runs his fingers through your hair, like he's washing your worries/troubles away.
Girls: If this is what you want, repost
Boys: If you would do these things, reply to the girl to let her know

My Favorite Flower...The Orchid 

"People are afraid of what they might find if they try to analyze themselves too much, but you have to crawl into the wound to discover what your fears are. Once the bleeding starts, the cleansing can begin." -Tori Amos


He wont let her see him. He wasnt her to love him unconditionally but he wont let her in. She asks him over and over "show me your face?" Yet he is too scared. He wont show her. He hides behind the safety of his words and thinks that is enough, the words that captured her heart, the words that made her fall for the author regardless. She aches to love the man who wrote them , but he wont let her in. He asks her to submit to him the instant they meet, but he wont show her his true self. He speaks words of love, wisdom, honesty and need;but he cant follow his own words. She only asks to see inside before she submits, yet he can not. He loses her. She leaves. She is captured by another, one who will let her in, one who will let her see his true self. One who will reciprocate. One who submits himself in order for her to submit equally to him. If you want someone to submit to you, you must be willing to do the same. You need to be willing to give in order to get. It is 50-50. Someday he will see the light. She has found hers.

Addicted

"Addicted"

Have I told you how good it feels to be me,when I'm in you?

I can only stay cleanwhen you are around.

Don't let me fall.

If I close my eyes forever,would it ease the pain?

Could I breathe again?

Maybe I'm addicted,

I'm out of control,

but you're the drugthat keeps me from dying.

Maybe I'm a liar,but all I really know is

you're the only reason I'm trying.

I am wasted away,I made a million mistakes.

Am I too late?

There is a storm in my head;it rains on my bed

when you are not here.

I'm not afraid of dying,

but I am afraid of losing you.

Maybe I'm addicted,I'm out of control,

but you're the drug

that keeps me from dying.

Maybe I'm a liar,but all I really know is

you're the only reason I'm trying.

When you're lying next to me

love is going through to me.

Oh it's beautiful.Everything is clear to me

'till I hit reality

and I lose it all...I lose it all...I lose it all. I lose it all..

You're the only reason,

Yeah, you're the only reason I'm trying,

Oh, I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying,

Don't want to lose it all,Don't want to lose it all,

I'm trying, I'm trying..I'm trying ...

Yeah, you know I'm addicted,

You know I'm addicted,Yeah, you know I'm addicted....

enrique iglesias

"Addicted" By Enrique Iglesias

Be Yourself- Enrique Iglesias

"Be Yourself"

Well I am what I am could be what you are.

Is your pain when you smile cos you feel alone?

And are you strong enough to be yourself??

Papa used to say "You're just a loserand you're never gonna have what it takes"

Mama used to say "All that loud musice you play ain't gonna get you nowhere"

Ah you gottta be yourself.Ah you gotta be yourself.

If you cried, would you hide

Would you want all the world to know

And if you believe in love

Would you let it show

Are you in, are you hip, are you cool

Do you try too hard

Or are you strong enough to be yourself

Papa used to say "You're just a loser and you're never gonna have what it takes"

Mama used to say "All that loud musice you play ain't gonna get you nowhere"

Ah you gottta be yourself.

Ah you gotta be yourself

.If you can't, can't be yourself you're gonna lose it all.

If you can't,can't be yourself what are you living for?

You're gonna find someday you gotta run away.

You gotta run,run,run away

Enrique Iglesias- mi favorito todo músico de tiempo

Male Anatomy

Okay so I admit, I LOVE the male anatomy, I have not always felt that way and sometimes if I think too much or see a bad naked man pic it may change my mind. I use to think that penis's were the ugliest thing God could have made. But when a mushroom tattoo lands on you..lmao.. It's another story. j/k I have never had that happen,yet. I only read about it! So as time went on and I saw more, that were not so ugly, it slowly started changing my mind. The male body, when it looks like below or the one above, is something I could like and molest day in and day out. The sensuality of it, the sex appeal, the lust, the wet panties I am now wearing! It is all so erotic. I love men. I love torturing men. I love tying men up and being tied up. Oh shit did I say that out loud? dag I hate it when it slips. I love the cock. I love the feeling of my man's cock inside of me, of the pleasure it brings, feeling it deep inside my wet, tight, warm pussy. And how he tastes when he is in my mouth, how it slips into the back of my throat. How I can feel it throbbing and pulsing inside of my mouth or my pussy, the feel of its veins on my lips. How can one think its ugly when it feels soooo good?! I ask myself that all the time. If I could place an order right now I do not know which one I would choose. They are all so....fuckable.. I mean delicious. Just so tasty and yummy, mouth watering. I love eye candy.

My Cabana Boy....Carlos

Although he doesnt quite know it yet...

he will be mine when I goto Florida!

If I Knew..

If I knew this was waiting for me every time I went to the doc's office I would be a hypochondriac!!

they were both too yummy to pick only one.


Summer's Fling by Dee

I watched you as you worked that warm day. Your body glowing with a
sheen of sweat, as you moved boxes, by hand, from a skid in the
warehouse.
I knew there was no one else in the warehouse, because, I checked.
I watched the muscles move under your bronze skin as you worked. It
was already worth the trip over from the office, where I was
supposed to be working.
When you stopped to take a breather I said "You sure do have
nice….arms" Looking over you smiled and said" You're Summer,
right?" I nodded and said" and you're Jack". "Yeah", you said, as
you walked over to me. Then you look down at me and say "You look a
bit warm"... and as you stroked a finger down from my throat to the
opening of my blouse, stopping right between my breasts. I looked
down to see that my blouse was wetly clinging to my naked breasts.
I looked up into your eyes and as I stood there your finger moved to
touch my nipple then you pinched it with your thumb and index finger
and said "Why don't you take this blouse off" as quiet and matter of
fact as you please. Without a word, I unbuttoned that blouse and
took it off. You took it from me and set it aside. You lowered
your head and kissed me and my hands reached and grabbed the bottom
of your muscle shirt and worked it up your body where you took over
and pulled it over your head. My hands were running over your chest
and shoulders, greedily kneading your flesh. Your hands were
kneading and massaging my breasts. Breaking the kiss you bent to my
breast and sucked it hard into your mouth. I gasped and held on.
Your hands were sliding down my sides to my hips and down to my
thighs to roughly squeeze both cheeks of my ass right up under my
skirt. I ran a hand right down your belly and down over your fly to
feel the hardness of your erection through your jeans. My other
hand was unsnapping and unzipping, greedily wanting to touch you.
You pull my skirt up around my waist and rip my thong off of me. My
hands find you aren't wearing underwear and your cock is released so
easily. I wrap my fingers around him and stroke with tight long
strokes. You reach under me and find me wet, dipping your fingers
deep into my pussy. I groan and lift my right knee to over your
hip. Your fingers thrust deep into me in long but strong strokes.
I bring your cock to my entrance and in one thrust you are deep
inside me. Then pulling back, you thrust deep again. It was so
hot, so erotic…. Your slip a hand between us and find my clit with
your thumb and you rubbed it so nice that I began to thrust my hips
upward in a desperate need. Suddenly I cry out as I cum, but you
continue to fuck me and rub my clit, and I seem to cum for a long
time. With my body shaking I could barely stand, so you grab my
other leg and lift both legs around your hips. You carry me to a
stack of boxed and set my ass on the edge, still filling me with
your cock…. Laying me back, you look down and……

The Real Meaning Behind the song "Save A Horse Ride a Cowboy"

Now I lay me down to sleep.....my ass!!

How I See Me

how i see me, how i see myself ~ alive, free, yet protected. cautious yet lovable. seduction and sassyness. eyes that can tell a million feelings, sex appeal that can turn a soft man hard. the intimidating confidence, yet deep inside lacking. full of love and passion, wanting an outlet to reveal it all. open minded to all new things, willing to submit to the one true man. aura of goodness, kindness neverending. understanding and caring, locked inside. a crack in the wall, waiting for Him to find, knowing when He does, He is the one for me. knowing there is a soulmate for every one. believing He will come to me. heart beating vivaciously, skin tingling in anticipation. Knowing one day it will be a priviledge to bear Him His son. one of my favorite artists inspires me deeply, so creative and talented, seeing it deep to the core. my eyes hide nothing, my soul is there to see, looking into my eyes, there is nothing for me to hide. i am open and willing, will you give yourself to me? trusting and loyal I will always be, never would I stray, that could never be. My heart is for one man, whom ever God wishes it to be, hoping one day soon we will meet. I will know when I look into your eyes. Right then and there I will fall upon my knees. You will raise me up and say "come with me" together we will walk together for eternity. I love you for you are a part of me. I dont know who you are, but I know we were meant to be. I see myself happily in love. I see myself as I want my life to be. I will have what I want. I will be happy and in love with a family for eternity.


pic is "The Angel of Nekyia"A. Gonzalez

The Four Letter Word

Unio Mystica~A. Gonzalez
Love~ that is the four letter word..Not the other one.. sick-o's. I have, of late, been hearing the l-word. I think people have once again abused the word, overused it and it has lost its meaning. And ladies, just because a man tells you he loves you and that you should have sex with him.. well, perhaps you should think a little harder..lol (it has happened to me, of course I laughed hard at him) I do not like it when the l-word is abused. For me it has a great and powerful meaning to it. It is the center of all life. Without it we wilt and die and I have truly become to believe it. It saddens me to know and feel that love is taken for granted and that people say things they dont mean or feel. Playing with someone's emotions is the most tragic thing a person can do. I think another awful thing is when men expect more than what they will give. Or when men hide behind a mask. Its funny how they act all interested, when in fact they just want entertainment or to use you. I know this is not all men (sorry to the nice ones that are left) I do know you are there and that you exist but your imposters are out of control. There seems to be a plethora of them. I love being in love. I love feeling that warmth and security. I love knowing that I am loved and wanted and that when my phone rings and my heart skips a beat, that his voice will be there. I love the comfort of a man's arms around me. I love my skin on his. I love the strolls on the beach, the long sunday drives, the trolloping in the fields. I love the erotica of exploring each others bodies. Limbs entwined. I love showers together. Being in love makes me feel so alive, free, renewed; more than what I already am. I like submitting myself to him and giving him all of me, all that I have to give, knowing I will get the same in return. Love must be 50-50 or it will not work. It must be shared equally, balanced. "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get-only with what you are expecting to give-which is everything." K.Hepburn. "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is wing'd cupid painted blind" Shakespeare. Those are two touching quotes I read over and over. Please just remember one thing, dont pretend that you love someone, dont say the words if it is not how you feel. It is wrong and misleading. Dont lie.

Wandering Thoughts

I just want to be free. I want to forget it all. Be free from everything. Free from the negativity, free from the lies, free from him. I want to feel the wind under me, lifting me to that higher place. I want to fly. I want to be my own woman. I want to look around and smile and see bright happy faces. I want to laugh whole-heartedly. I want to meet the man that will complete me. I had an epiphany today while I was driving. The past few weeks have been horribly challenging for me and sometimes I wanted to throw in the towel and give up. Lord knows I would never and everyone that knows me, but I almost did. My boss has been around and talking to me and has said some things, that of which, some friends of mine (male) have said to me also lately and I think it just hit me hard finally today. (sometimes I am slow like that) My friends and boss have both said that I need to let someone love me. I dont give people (men)a chance. I automatically think they will fail before I give them a chance. Then it hit me, and my subconscious became conscious (thank heavens it didnt hurt when it hit). I havent had a serious relationship in 3+years. I left my ex fiance then and thought I had closed the door to that chapter of my life when I walked out. I swore I would never look back. That is was done and over with. And for a while I did learn to forget, which was great but the bitch of it is that I havent forgiven him. He emailed me out of the blue after years of noncommunication, then it came flooding back. Oh its locked up tight. The kicker was he was acting like an old friend, that he never did a thing wrong, it was almost comical. Almost. It ended up being a very horryifying experience for me. (our relationship) But I was glad that I was able to walk away. I guess I had taken the skeletons with me without realizing it. I had finally realized that I am not over the hurt and pain he brought into my life, that since him I havent been able to trust a man fully, and I HATE that. I hate the fact that he made me feel that way. NOONE makes me feel anything with out my permission and he did not have it. And now I am taking it out on myself (perhaps other men by not letting them get close to me) on what happened between us. I yell at myself for not being able to stop him or foresee his actions. I have become somewhat of a hard ass. I tend not to show emotion, not exactly sure why, I think that there is a time and place for it and I am always working or at school and thats not the time or place. I know that I need a strong man who will have the patience, gentle hand, love and understanding to realize who I am and that it takes time to break down my walls and climb inside. I know it is possible because I have dated several men and when things ended I felt sad..yes I do feel. I feel alot. I just tend not to show it to the world. (ok maybe you may disagree because of the blog but it helps) I do not why I am here. But I am.

Don't Be Fooled By Me

Don’t Be Fooled By Me
by Charles C. Finn, As read by Roscoe on WBAI, April 1967

Please don't be fooled by me. Don't be fooled by the face I wear, for I wear a mask. I wear a thousand masks, masks that I'm afraid to take off and none of them are me. Pretending is an art that is second nature to me, but don't be fooled, for God's sake don't be fooled.
I give you the impression I'm secure and that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without, that confidence is my name, coolness my game, that water is calm and I'm in command and that I need no one, but don't believe me, please don't believe me.
My surface may be smooth, but my surface is a mask--my every varying and ever concealing mask. Beneath it dwells the real confusion, fear and aloneness. Beneath lies my smugness, my complacently, but I hide this--I don't want anyone to know it.
I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed. That's why I frantically created a mask to hide behind-- nonchalant sophisticated facades to help me pretend-- to shield me from the glance that knows-- but such a glance is precisely my salvation, my only salvation and I know it. That is if it's followed by acceptance. If it's followed by love, it's the only thing that can liberate me from myself, from my own self built prison walls and from the barriers that I so painstakingly erect. It's the only thing that will assure me of what I cannot assure myself, that I'm really worth while, but I don't tell you this, I don't dare--I'm afraid to.
I'm afraid that your glance will not be followed by acceptance and love. I'm afraid you'll think less of me and you'll laugh and your laugh will kill me. I'm afraid that deep down, I'm nothing and that I'm just no good and that you'll see this and reject me.
So I play my game; my desperate pretending; with the facade of assurance without and a trembling child within. And so begins the parade of masks, the glittering, but empty parade of masks and my life becomes a front. I idle chatter to you in suave tones of surface talk. I tell you everything that's really nothing and nothing of what's everything and what's crying within me.
So when I'm through going through my routine, do not be fooled by what I'm saying. Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying--what I'd like to be able to say, but for survival I need to say, but what I can't say.
I dislike hiding, honestly, I dislike the superficial game I'm playing, the superficial phony game. I'd really like to be genuine, spontaneous and me, but you've got to help me, you've got to hold out your hand, even when it's the last thing I seem to want or need.
You can help wipe away from my eyes--the blank stare of grieving dead. You can help call me into aliveness each time you're kind, gentle and encouraging. Each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings, very small wings, very feeble wings, but wings.
Iif you choose to, please choose to. You can help break down the wall behind which I tremble. You can encourage me to remove my mask. You can help release me from my shadowed world of panic and uncertainty. From my lonely prison.
So do not pass me by-- please don't pass me by. It will not be easy for you. A lone conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls. The nearer you approach me, the blinder I may strike back.
It's irrational, but despite what books say about man, I am irrational, I fight against the very things that I cry out for, but I am told love is stronger than strong walls. In this lies my hope, my only hope, please help beat down those walls with firm hands, but with gentle hands--for a child is very sensitive.
Who am I, you may wonder? I am someone you know very well. For I am every man you meet and I am every women you meet.

Looking Away

tears fall down my cheek

as i say goodbye to an

innocent childhood that was

stolen from me without choice

pain still lurks in my heart

my soul is black with anger

will i ever be rescued from

my life-is there any escape

i live day by day wondering

what kind of person i would be

if i had a choice to change

i look for love to take away

the hurt that i am overcome with

i look for the attention to feel

the acceptance and wanting

to feel worth living and loved

to look for a way out

but the doors are locked

copyright 1995 lac

Don't Judge Me

don't judge me by my appearance
you didn't live my life
just look at me and accept what you see
if you can't do that then fuck off
try walking in my shoes
feel what i feel
live what i live
see the way i see
look where i am
then come back and tell me what you think
tell me about the pain
tell me about the anger
tell me about the depression
tell me all that you feel
you see then agree with me
i am not as what you see
i'm hurting & hide it
i'm in pain & cover it up
instead of pushing me away
lend out a helping hand
then try & judge me

copyright 1995 lac

The Shower

I step out of the shower....dripping wet. My soft curvacious body feeling chilled my the cool air. Water droplets sliding down my body. I reach around the corner for my towel and there he stands, blocking me, his blue eyes lighting up in delight with a naughty grin on his face as he glances at me. Wearing only white linen pants, standing there, my heart jumps. "May I have my towel please?" I ask. He responds huskily, "No." He steps forward, stares deeper into my eyes, then slowly trailing down my naked body as he absently licks his lips. My nipples harden into little buds, goose bumps covering my flesh, knowing that his perusal of me sets me on fire. I feel my face blushing and move to cover myself with my hands. He steps in front of me, grabs my arms and says "never cover your beauty from me or keep it from me. Do you understand? Never." I look at him coyly, "yes Sir." "Good" he replies. My hands placed at my sides, his hand holding mine, as his free one cups my face. My heart racing faster, his touch burning me, his tongue slipping out, tracing my lips, feeling it tickle me. Absently I lean into his muscled, tall frame. He smiles devilishly and whispers to me "how much teasing can you take my little one?" I gasp. He laughs heartily out loud. His fingers move to my small, perky breasts, flicks my nipples, knowing how tight they already hard. I moan out as I feel the pleasurable pain course through me. Filling my senses with want, want of more, need of him, desiring to have him as mine. Slowly he rolls my nipples between his fingers and a low growl escapes me as I feel the ache start to burn. He smiles at me mischievously. His head moves down to capture my nipple in his warm mouth, as he twirls the other one harder. My insides are screaming out in a painful delight. I start to purr as a burning fire starts flaring up inside of me, the ache beginning to throb. He is the only man that has such an effect on me. His tongue starts licking down my soft body moving down towards my navel. He stops for a moment, his hands molding firmly to my ass, gently licks my navel and its ring as he pulls me closer. He glances up "your belly will be full of me and my seed little one." My pussy continues to ache at his words, my passion for him raging. My hands move to his head, finger running through his hair. I feel my pussy lips tingling in anticipation of his touch. I look down and see his cock pressed against his pants with precum wetting the white linen and smile. He notices and says” are you happy wench of what you have done to me?" as he points to his swollen cock. "mmm, oh yes my love, I am very happy." He smiles as his mouth moves to my pussy, closing my eyes as I feel his hot breath on me and I groan out. He whispers into my pussy "what effect do I have on you my pet?"
"Sir you burn me to the core, you make me weak and I love you more each day." I reply. He moves his face to my pussy again, his hands still on my ass groping and pushing me onto his face harder. His tongue slips out and licks my lips as the waves of electricity shoot through me. I moan out "I am yours forever, Sir." My legs shake as the pleasure increases, building faster, grasping the counter with my left hand. His tongue flicks over my nub and pussy lips, parting them, tasting my sweet nectar, knowing how he loves the taste. My right hand still grasping his hair, pushing him onto my pussy, slowly grinding on his face. I hear him growl. His hand slips between my legs making me spread them further apart, spreading my lips open with his fingers and starts to suckle on my clit, the juices wanting to flow. My legs buckle and he holds me up with his arms. I moan out his name over and over, nearing my release, feeling the fire consume my body, needing to explode.
He slowly pulls away and looks up at me smiling evilly. "How is my little pet feeling?" I stand there speechless for long moments, finally replying "I am on fire for you Sir." "As you should be my pet" he replies. He stands up, holds me close to him, our bodies molding to each other, skin on fire. He lowers his head and kisses me deeply, sucking on my bottom lip, his tongue darting in my mouth , letting me taste myself-my sweet nectar. I pull closer to him and slowly start to grind on his swollen cock, releasing a moan from him. He releases me, turns and walks away. I mutter "tease!" He turns back to me quickly, laughing, and grabs my hand, dragging me behind him to our bedroom.....

copyright 2005 lac

Your Thorns Make Me Bleed

give me peace and tranquility on a sandy shore alone

give me love to share with someone new

give me my heart it wasn't yours to take

give me a choice all i'll make the right decision

give me freedom to do as I please

give me his lips to kiss passionately

give me a voice to be heard near and far

give me wings to spread like an eagle

give me a chance to show you i'm the best

give me a hug so i can squeeze out your soul

give me hands to grasp a life of my own

give me a reason to live

keep your ears you've never heard a word i've said

keep your opinions they were all wrong

keep your dreams i was never a part of them

keep your eyes they were mirrors of hate

keep your misery that's all you've shared with me

keep our memories i dont want them

keep your knowledge it doesn't impress me

keep your passion you never had it to give

keep your roses the thorns made me bleed

keep your candles they were brighter than your eyes

keep your calmness i hated that about you

keep your nose pointed in the air

keep your love poems there was no fire in them

keep your jail, jealousy and anger

you never wanted me to fly

keep your apology.... it's too late.

by A. V., S.

Fears & Masks

Fears & Masks ~~~ She has many fears, she posesses many masks~ people ask why, but all she can say is i am trapped~she has so many masks that she doesnt know who she is~which one does she like better is all she can ask~she builds walls around her that noone can climb~ she pushes people away who get too close~ she fears she'll be found out and fall apart~ she asks herself who am i? and why does she fear so much~ she is overcome with fear and uses a mask to protect herself~ but why does she tear herself away from everyone and the world~ she creates her own where she feels safe, protected and secure~ but she still needs help to find the real her and overcome her fear~ copyright lac 1994

i dont want to remember him
i dont want to remember anything
i dont want to remember his smile
his nice friendly eyes or embrace
i dont want to remember the good times
they have all been replaced with bad
i dont want to remember all his promises to me
he broke them all
i dont want to remember our "special" relationship
it's over now and he's with someone else
i dont want to remember the love we had
he took it and threw it all away
i dont want to remember his face
and how i loved it so
i want to live on without the pain
he left me, he left me stranded
i want to love someone new and
forget about the old
i want to live my life without the miserable memories
i think of
i want to spend my life happy and sharing it
with another
i want to forget him and how he hurt me
i dont want to remember the trust
he betrayed it all
i dont want to remember the truth for he doesnt know what
it is-it's all lies
i dont want to remember the dreams for they mean nothing
i dont want to remember him.
copyright lac 1994

nobody
nobody to care for her
she is dieing for somoene
someone to care and love her
but nobody, nobody will
she wants love but nobody will give
nobody to care for her-the pain, the sorrow
goes on even beyond tomorrow
the fears and tears that escape her
come back to haunt her
nobody, nobody to care for her
she is lonesome-day after day waiting
helplessly for someone to come along
to love her, to care for her
but nobody, nobody does
copyright 1990 lac

How I see us, how I want us, how I need us
the feelings you make me feel, the walls that
you are slowly crumbling
to feel you deep inside, to feel the pleasure we
will bestoy on each other
the gift of love we will share, the promise of a
future
how i ache to be with you
you are a part of me already
please catch me, for i am falling
falling for you

Here I am Master, before you, offering my heart,

mind, soul and body to you