Her Beauty..

"Doloroso" by Escha van den Bogerd

Her beauty shines through as she sits and poses

he paints her with a passion

missing no small details

he captures her feelings as if it were palpable

seeing her curves as if it were the first time

her lush body lies in innocence

knowing it is her one true love that watches her now

He reveals in the painting her passionate side

feeling his arousal as his memories accrue

her beauty captivates him

with every stroke

her sensuality radiating out

touching his senses~ wearing him out

he continues to paint vigorously

his feelings motivating him

her beauty captivates him

he must seek release

he finishes his painting and slowly walks to her

she turns to him at his gentle touch

and takes him in her arms

they kiss with great passion

and the two become one...

copyright 2006 lac

My Guardian Angel

he watches over me~ my Guardian Angel

he keeps me safe from harm

this is how I see...My Guardian Angel

I know he is there.. for I am still alive.

Thank you for everything Angel....

lac

Bonds of Love

the bonds of love bind them together

their trust and certainty tightening the hold

their love of each other keeps them secure

their passion and creativity failing nevermore

he holds her to him in a gentle embrace

letting her know she is in first place

they walk beside each other hand in hand

always there supporting~ he is her one man

the ocean of love swallowing them whole

never afraid to show how each one feels

their bonds of love strengthen every day

they hold each other close

knowing this could be their last day

they found the one they can live without

their one true love~now they are bound

copyright 2006 lac

A Woman's Fantasy

more to come...in good time..

Emerging..

she emerges from her shell

reborn again into the world

as a whole new woman

her fraility noticeable

her heart patched up

her innocence charming

her love unconditional

for she knows no other kind

she emerges from her shell

to a new world

waiting in time to soak it all in

Is there a kind man

to guide her along the way?

she emerges from her shell

free of all burdens

waiting to start off fresh

to live happily once again

to live carefree...

copyright 2006 lac

Adam & Eve

"Adam and Eve" by John Enright

( a beautiful painting I wanted to share with you all)

"Not In Love" Enrique Iglesias

My future ex-husband!! He will find out soon enough..lol
This is the man in my dreams and my fantasies. This is the man I want!!! ::drool:: sigh
someday.......He will be mine...Oh yes He will be mine! haha

Video: Not In Love (feat. Kelis) by deadhead

"Regresa Mi" Il Divo..

Now why can't I bring a man home to mom like one of these?? I KNOW she would approve!!

Video: regresa mi by sweetsmilehoney

"If My Heart Had Wings" Faith Hill....

Video: If My Heart Had Wings by deadhead

The Power Of P*ssy

As I watch him from our bed...

as i watch him from our bed

my pussy gets wet, my heart starts to race

his beautiful body moves with grace

he walks towards me- I start to ache

I need him inside, filling me

feeling our love and hearts collide

we are perfect for each other

never a minute goes by when he is not on my mind

counting down when we will be with each other again

I love him with all my heart, he completes me

everytime I look at him, its like the first time

he makes my heart race and smile all the time

he completes my life

watching him from our bed, i fall in love all over again

he makes me a better woman

life is divine

as I watch him from our bed....

knowing he is all mine.

copyright 2006 lac

Cuffed

he cuffs me from behind

he blindfolds my eyes

the game begins

the eroticism takes over

my senses change

i stand there vunerable

for his eyes to see

i belong to him

i am at his mercy

he teases my pussy

endlessly

using ice and wax to torture me

i beg him to take me

i need him inside of me

he makes me ache

he makes me wait

letting me know

he is master

i beg for more

he gives in

he wants to take me and make me his

he takes me hard, he fills me

i am his

cuffed.

copyright 2006 lac

One of my fantasies....

i tie him to the tree in the vast forest

our naked bodies one with nature

his rock hard cock sticking out at me

i lick my lips hungrily

not a soul in sight or earshot

only the sounds of nature surround us

i kneel down on the soft moss in front of the tree

i grasp his cock gently

i look up at him as i lick his cock

making sure to tease him, i am the boss

licking his shaft up and down hearing his moans

seeing his frown

i giggle as i look up at him slowly pulling

my mouth away

knowing how he will soon beg

his crystal blue eyes stare down at me

pleading with mine, begging for more

i smile up and take him in

deep in my throat is where i begin

humming and sucking

i feel him throbbing, my lips tighten

i work faster as i taste his precum

i pull away to savor his taste

teasing him a little i rub him on my face

taking him back in my throat again

sucking him harder

massaging his balls

deep in my throat i take him all

he starts to cum as i suck harder

filling my mouth~swallowing his seed

he moans and screams how much he loves me

our eyes meet, no words needed

we both know we were meant to be

we will last an eternity.

copyright 2006 lac

Pathological Liars!-repost from Dec 31, 2005 to Greg Keller

There is a reason why you are asked in court to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. It is because most of the time that is not what people do. Everyone lies sometime. There are many reasons to lie. Sometimes it is to not hurt someone's feelings. Sometimes a lie is for our own advantage. Some people lie in conducting business and in their personal lives. Most adults are aware of when they lie.
Young children sometimes have problems telling fantasy from reality. When a 3-year-old insists that he flew to Mars this morning, he may not be lying on purpose. He may not even be aware that it is a lie. Children with good imaginations often take longer to learn what a lie really is. It is important to work with children to teach them about fantasy and reality, instead of punishing them for these kinds of beliefs.
A pathological liar believes in the lies, at least at the time that she or he is talking. Their stories tend to be very dramatic. They often portray the person as being smarter, braver, more attractive, or more interesting than she or he really is. Sometimes people begin to catch onto pathological liars because of obvious flaws in the stories. A fairly young man will describe his heroics in the Vietnam war. A homely woman will talk about all the men who fell instantly in love with her. Sometimes the flaws may be more subtle and it may take a knowledgeable person to find them. Often it happens that a pathological liar will be caught out at a party by someone who really was a pilot, really lived in Africa, or really was a fashion model.
Suspect a pathological liar if:
the stories seem too dramatic or unrealistic
the lies seem to serve no purpose except to impress people or
the lies can easily be shown up
Sometimes pathological lying appears to be related to physical causes, such as problems in the brain. Other times they appear to be related to low self-esteem.

© 2002 HealthyPlace.com, Inc. All rights reserved.

Pathological Liars Have Different Brains

Less gray matter, more white matter seen in scans, researchers report.

By Ed EdelsonHealthDay Reporter
FRIDAY, Sept. 30 (HealthDay News) -- Looking into the brains of people who habitually cheat and lie, neuroscientists have found abnormalities in the area that controls higher thinking.
Pathological liars have less gray matter and more white matter in their prefrontal cortex, according to a report in the October issue of the British Journal of Psychiatry. Gray matter consists of the cells that do the thinking, while white matter consists of the cells that connect them.
"Our argument is that the more networking there is in the prefrontal cortex, the more the person has an upper hand in lying," said study co-author Adrian Raine, a professor of psychology at the University of Southern California (USC). "Their verbal skills are higher. They almost have a natural advantage."
This is the first report on structural brain abnormalities in pathological liars, the USC researchers said.
The study included 49 Los Angeles residents who were given psychological tests and interviews. The answers allowed the researchers to classify 12 as having a history of repeated lying, 16 who showed signs of antisocial personality disorder but not pathological lying, and 21 as average, usually honest people.
Differences in brain structure were recorded on magnetic resonance images. The liars had 25.7 percent more white matter than the antisocial people and 22 percent more than normal controls. Liars also had a 14.2 percent decrease in gray matter when compared to the controls.
That means that liars have more tools to lie and fewer moral restraints than normal people, Raine said, since this gray matter is also what experts believe controls moral behavior.
"The reduction in gray matter predisposes them to lie in the first place," he said. "The excess of white matter makes it easier for them to do it. If these liars have a 14 percent reduction in gray matter, that means they are less likely to care about moral issues or are less likely to be able to process moral issues."
The finding could eventually be used in making diagnoses of behavioral problems, and might have applications in the criminal justice system, the researchers said.
The field in which the USC researchers are working is "rapidly growing," said Diane Fishbein, a research psychobiologist at the Research Triangle Institute in Raleigh-Durham, N.C.
Fishbein has done work in "an area of research about deception in general and psychopathology in general," she said. "We are interested in what the substrates are for deception. It would be very interesting to know when someone is lying."
One of her studies found a major difference in the brain function of people who exhibited psychopathic behavior. "Most people process higher-order cognitive function with the front of the brain and emotions in the limbic system, which is lower down," she said. "Psychopaths treat emotional stimuli as if it was information, with their cognitive information processed in the limbic system."
Studies of abnormal brain function are sure to grow because "for reasons of security, there is an interest in trying to identify when people are lying," Fishbein said.

All I Need

All I need is to share my love and life with him

all i need is to share my happiness and laughter with him

all i need is to share myself with my one true love

I need his love to match with mine

I need his happiness and joy

our lives joined as one is a life just begun

I need his touch- his sensitivity

I need his eyes- to undress me

I need his trust- explicitly

I need his hands to caress my body

I need his body to make love to mine

I need all of him- I need him to be mine

Our bodies joined as one

Our hearts entwined

Our souls melded together

Our Love Divine~

copyright 2006~ lac

Trapped in his web of lies

Caught in his web of lies, losing myself in its tangles,

not knowing what is real or where to turn

the truth hurts, it is a lesson learned

the web grows larger as the lies add up

the man i once knew so well, has become a stranger to me

how did i lose my way, how did i not see

the devious side,

the hurt he was about to inflict on me

feeling betrayed in every way

as I see all the lies pouring forth

the web tangling tighter, feeling trapped in it

knowing how deeply i fell in love with this man

now I am trapped in his web of lies

drowning...

copyright 2006- lac

The last Kiss

the feeling inside of me is so great

the intensity of our last kiss hits me

the instant hunger i feel to have it all

to never let him go overwhelms me

the need that pains me

i feel it in our lips, in our desperation

our last kiss

we will never be

he is being taken away from me

our nakedness and raw passion

seeks to find its end

for this is our last kiss

it is our end.

copyright 2006-lac

Is it Too Much To Ask For?

Is it too much to ask for to find a man with qualities you need as well as want??
Is it too much to ask for to find a man to stand by your side, not in front of you or behind?
Is it too much to ask for to find a loyal, loving, trustworthy and faithful man? Who won't lie or cheat?
Is it too much to ask for?? Here is part of an online profile of mine I had up before. I don't
think it is overly much to want what I have written. What do you think?

My ideal match... I would like him to be tall, athletic and handsome, a man who knows how to be a gentleman. He should take great care of himself. A great personality is important and a sense of humor along with great communication skills. I like a man who is down to earth, affectionate and financially secure, respectful. He should be family-orientated like me(there are 8 kids in my family and yes we did have a TV). Being loyal and honest is important too. I want to be swept off my feet by a man who can be my lover as well as my best friend. He will put my worms on the hook for me and think its funny. We will go to baseball games and Broadway shows. We will travel and enjoy each others company and learn about different cultures together. We will continually learn about each other and love each other more for our interests and differences. He will support me and my career as I will do the same for him. He will accept me and my flaws and love me unconditionally as I will love him. I do not like high maintenance men or men who pretend to be something they are not. Just be yourself. Gentlemen please understand that the 12 oz curl is NOT athletic nor is it sexy. I would like to meet a man to eventually settle down with. I want (and deserve) a man I can not live without.

I know women should stand by their man, but shouldnt our men stand by us as well? Chivalry isn't dead and I hope it never dies.

I love you this much...

I love you this much..

Enough to do anything for you- give my life, love, heart and soul to you

Enough to want to protect you, care for you, hold you, and comfort you

Enough to share all my dreams, fears, and hope with you

Enough to miss you incredibly when we're apart

Enough to spend the rest of my life with you

lmt

Master

I have hid my feelings way too long

now I must admit for all to see

I have loved a man with all my heart

he is my one true man

My Master Tom

My heart, body & soul belong to him

it has for years, but I didnt give in

I yearn for the day I kneel at his feet

I ache for the hour our two bodies meet

I dream about his hands

teasing and tantalizing my body

I dream about his blue eyes

demanding all of me

I dream about his lips

and how I want to kiss them so

I dream about his smile

and how it makes me melt

I love you Tom- you are the one for me

I am sorry that I was so blind I could not see

Not a day goes by that you arent in my thoughts

Not a moment passes by that I wouldnt give

the world to be with you.

copyright 2006 lac

Learning, Searching, Pleasing

Enough~

Enough

Surrounded by flowers

Embraced with love

Strolling down the field

Watching a white dove

Sun shining down

Warming our every bone

Forgetting the world

Feelings set atone

Dreams coming true

As we become one

Sunset approaches

As the moon starts to rise

Stars twinkling in the sky

As we lay side by side

My eyelids close

Our lips touch

Feeling him next to me

Is always enough.

LA C Copyright ©2004 LA C

The Power of Fruit

passion fruit

he watches quietly from the shadows

the sticky juices on my skin

he licks his lips in anticipation

and slowly walks towards me

his eyes on fire with passion

as my naked body aches for him

his tongue slowly starts to lick me

starting at my toes

the lust showing in our eyes

my fingers trailing to my wet velvet

sliding up and down

the juice coating my outer lips

as I ache for him to taste

slowly his lips make their way

my knees tingle in satisfaction

his soft experience hands follow

leaving a burning sensation

my nipples harden in desire

as his lips make his way to mine

looking down I see his head

his mouth sucking me in

I gasp out in delight

the aching only getting stronger

my legs part of their own accord

my lips begging for more

my hands move to my nipples

pinching them ever so tautly

my tongue tracing my lips

as moans escape my mouth

his tongue delves deeper

to taste my sweet nectar

my body starts to quiver

my bud so hard and ready

my body glows in a soft aura

my senses overflow

I feel him humming on my soft lips

as I start to explode

his tongue starts licking

his mouth starts drinking

my juices start flowing

as my cum escapes my body

ripples of pleasure flow through me

as he drinks me in

lapping it up and smiling

as two become one

he licks all I have to give

he lips trailing up my body

he covers my nipples and nibbles me

as I beg him for more

he slowly trails my lips with his tongue

letting me taste my sweetness

i moan in satisfaction as his lips

sink into mine

as he kisses me deeper

I feel his throbbing cock

pressing up against my lips

demanding entrance at once

his thick cock I let in

feeling it fill me to the core

his cock it fits so perfectly

my tightness squeezing him in

he thrusts himself inside me

in and out he goes

nothing feel this right

his cock the one I choose

my legs I wrap around him

pulling him in so deep

my pelvis starts to rock

grinding and thrusting his cock

his moans sputter forth

as I please him expectedly

minutes turn to seconds

as our bodies thrust in unison

his swollen cock I feel

pulsing inside of me

reading to explode

all inside of me

I squeeze him ever so gently

as he thrusts all the way in

knowing that he is home

home inside of me

suddenly he spurts

his seed filling me

how I feel it cumming

its warmth I feel indeed

we cum together in unison

my body shuddering under his

our passion undivided

two bodies becoming one

copyright 2006 lac

Let It Snow

Photos of this morning's snow~ from my place

My Sunset

picture from my living room I took

like a woman

With the depth of a bottomless pit I sink into your eyes.

Through that window I enter a void, where I wish to be.

Breeze-like kisses on your soft face my lips secretly wish.

Between the wall and me there is only you and two heart beats.

Why must a wrong feel like this and, why do your hands touch beyond skin?

Ecstasy from the nothing, desire beyond any control.

The want to make you feel ...like a woman,

a reason you were looking for,...to believe.

~personal poem (R.Suazo?)

Love

Love-

It is not a word, nor a single action. In truth, it can never be wrong

Like the sunrise, perfect in every possible way. It is many things and yet it must exist

In the small space of the heart. Once found it can bloom endlessly, with no cease.

It can choke one's throat, bring one to tears...

But it never hides in shadows or in darkness

It never feeds itself on deception. It grows with trust, honesty and compassion.

Nothing less, always more.

-Personal

Footprints

Crazy...

Crazy for You

There are times I feel I'm gonna go crazy. What is it that you do to me? It actually scares me sometimes. The connection so strong, causing the flutters in my tummy. The way your words stroke me, bringing me near tears... That overwelming sensation of emotions that can't be contained. The way you stroke my body, bringing intense desires to the surface. You are all I think about. Everywhere I look , all the voices around me...all remind me of something you would say, or what you would enjoy with me. Then there are the private nights. When I lay in my bed and I see your eyes on me, the smell of you, the textures of your skin and hair. How your touch sets fire to my skin. Nerves all sensitized, ready for you. I feel your hands with their roughness, I love that feeling,it makes me aware of my own softness. Carressing every inch of me. Up my arms, over my shoulders, across my chest, finding my breasts. Massaging, avoiding the center, making me want. Your mouth on my neck in that spot just below my earlobe, that you know drives me crazy... Your thumbs finally finding my nipples. The pressure as you pinch them between your fingers, and kiss my mouth at the same time. Ohhh your kisses... they melt every coherent thought from my mind. Did you know that? Your lips feel just right, as they move over mine. They draw from me, all that I am, you own me right then, lover. As our lips devour, our tongues touch and I soar to new heights. There are times that I feel the moisture pooling there, waiting to be discovered. Your mouth moves, to replace your fingers, over my nipples and I have to wimper in surrender. My breathing becoming ragged and loud in my own ears, chest rising and reaching for more. Your hands slide down, to measure my waist, and to tease my tummy. Skimming lower still , I feel your finger's deep caress and you can finally feel how wet you have made me.... your mouth leaves a path of kisses down my tummy, following your fingers...to my center. You kiss me there and I feel the world slip away...those fingers slide inside me and I moan....so lost in sensation...so aroused... wanting more...needing more, I open to you...my legs ...yes... but also my heart, my soul... as you stroke in and out. With one hand you press ... to find the prize nestled there. You kiss me there and I shudder. You suck me there and I cum......Feel the connection....feel me with you....Now please...I whisper....give yourself to me....and you move to slip inside...my legs wrap around your waist...ohhh baby...so incredible and we dance...together moving ... arching reaching. Again I whisper "give yourself to me" You move my legs to over your shoulders and begin to drive yourself deep ....I am lost in a sea of sensation now...calling your name in a moan... over and over until my body suddenly strains upward and yours drives deep and I cry out long and loud ,your voice low with mine. Oh my love ...there is nothing better in this world....If only it were real.....if only you were here with me....you drive me crazy for you....my love...

by Dee

Lunch Time Tryst

Lunch Time Tryst
Copyright Don 2005

Jennifer and Doug had met at the annual regional convention of the marketing corporation for which they both worked.

It was obvious right from the first day that each found the other sexually attractive though from a distance. On the third day of the week-long convention, after enduring two days of encrypted smiles and discrete winks, it became obvious that they had to get together, and explore possibilities.

In spite of all this, Doug is quite flustered when she caught up with him at the elevator at lunch break, and suggested that they go out to lunch somewhere outside the convention centre. He quickly recovers and asks her, so where exactly do you have in mind? She laughs, as she evidently had no clue, neither did he, as they are both strangers to this city.

She quickly steals a glance at her watch, seeing that they have no time to go anywhere else. She leans quite close to him and whispers in his ears. His sexy blue eyes bulge out, as if they were going to fall out of his head as the audacity of her suggestion hit him.

As the elevator reached the ground floor, and the doors open, she quickly hit the button for her floor and the doors close again for the ride up to the 12th floor where her room is located.

Upon entering the beautifully appointed room, she quickly orders sandwiches and drinks, room service, while he sits in a reading chair with his back to the desk. Food ordered, she turns to him and kneels before him, turning up her face to meet his lips. They kiss each other with great passionate lust. The urgency of their wanton desire so obvious in the way they groped and fondled each other. His hands are down her shirt, and massaging her voluptuous breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples against the flat of his palm serves to fuel his lust even more.

Her hand is buried in his open pants, and rubbing his turgid member, feeling it grow even bigger by the second. She brings it out and begins to suck on it, mmmm, how I love to feel a live cock growing even harder in my mouth she thinks to herself.

Soon they are on their feet, kissing, nibble and tugging at each other in a seemingly well-orchestrated sensual dance.

He has his hands on her firm ass and he rubs it down to her thighs and then lifts her leg up placing her left foot on the edge of the chair. Her pleated skirt opens at a convenient angle and he slips his roving hands under it…caressing her silken thigh, steadily moving higher until he finds soft hair of her pubic oasis. He probes beneath it to feel the wetness of her sex.

Touching her there makes her moan deeply and meld herself closer into his form, his rigid cock still in her hand oozing precum. His balls are just visible outside his undone zipper. She feels the heat of his manly breath against her neck as he kissed her earlobes.

He is spreading her passion swollen pussy lips and teasing her pussy, and all this is getting her really hot and breathlessly close to the brink. He slips his forefinger deeper into her hot cunt and starts to finger fuck her pussy. She just let the moment seize her completely, as she thrusts her pussy at his hand, humping it, and moaning really loudly.
Damn he is good, her mind say just as she whispers in his ear…please fuck me right now, please.

He does not wait for another invitation as he gently turns her around, gesturing for her to still keep a foot on the edge of the chair. He shifts her thong to one side thus exposing her sopping wet pussy.

Out of habit, Doug spits in his right hand and rubs it all over the head of his throbbing white cock, and then gently plunges it right past her slippery pussy lips. He feeds her his thick and long meat pole, inch by thick veiny inch until he is buried deep inside of her pussy. Then he holds it right there as her pussy begins to twitch and ripple about his girth. Cries of passion escape her sexy lips, as he pulls back and start to rhythmically fuck her.

He drives his dick in and out of her wetness slowly at first then he begins to pick up speed, going faster, and deeper with each succeeding stroke…
Oh yesssss! Fuck me baby. Faster please! Oh yeahhhhhhh! She cries just loud enough for him to make out her words….as she throws back her ass at him, trying to capture more of his rigid cock.

He feels his control begin to slip away when he feels her pussy muscles begining to alternately clench and unclench about his dick, massaging and kneading his shaft as he fucks her faster.,….and harder…. He begins to groan … oh baby you are so good! Mmmmm…

As her orgasm nears, she begins to rub her clitoris even faster….flicking it with her wet fingers, even as he piles his piston of a cock into her pussy faster…setting her on fire.

The squishy sound of their sex, combines with their moans, groans and love cries to make a beautiful music that neither can hear as the fire of their lusty consumes them both at once…she being the first to succumb to a powerful earth moving orgasm that shakes her world to its very roots. Her whole body begins to convulse and her pussy walls start to spasm wildly as her pussy gushes, drowning his dick in her cum.

The wild spasms of her pussy, and the ecstatic scream of her release, trigger his own soul wracking explosion, forcing him to involuntarily drive his cock deeper into her body where he shoots his stream of hot creamy cum, flooding her cunt until there’s no room anymore. A mixture of their cum runs down the inner side of her thighs as they stand very still holding on to each other in an attempt at mutual reinforcement. Their combined strength keeping them from toppling over from post coital light-headedness.

Each of them lost in their own private thought of how they need to do this again. Just then, there comes a knock on the door, and the words “Room Service” jerk them out of their reverie. Just a moment she shouts back, as she winks at her lover, who has a giveaway silly smile of total sexual satisfaction still glued on his face.

The End

My Dream

My Dream

Dreams are stronger when you have something or someone on your mind.
Seems you have been on my mind alot lately.
I guess it is the thought that I could be there with you now.
The two of us alone, nothing between us, but clothes.
Clothes that could be easily shedded
Then standing there in front of you
feeling your eyes on me
feeling moisture build between my legs.
Melting when you say my name
Trembling when you hold out your hand
Hoping that you will finally take me
Take me to that place only you can take me

The first touch on my skin burns me
Burns me to my most enter core
Now I know how it feels to be yours
Then your lips are so close to me that I feel your breath
I feel faint as you kiss me
Oh better than I ever thought
Your tongue feels at home playing with mine.
OH I feel his hands on my shoulders
they are kneading me
Suddenly the kiss is broke
You say that if we go much farther you will not be able to stop.
I understood what you were saying.

I reached up and placed your hand on my breast.
Letting him know that it was what I wanted also
Then he smiled and kissed me again.
Our hands took on a life of there own.
I was touching his body finally
Rubbing muscles that I had only imagined until that day
Then he touched my special spot
Feeling his fingers entering me
My legs just opened up to him
letting him see what he was doing to me
His fingers were covered with wetness
This was just from fore play

I reached over to find that he was hard and throbbing
My breath left me seeing how much he wanted me also
I whispered for him to take me
I wanted him to make me his
Repeatedly I begged for him to take me
Then I felt him over me and kissing me deeply
I felt him at my opening and I spreaded wider
OH he was entering me with gentle thrusts
I began to thrust with him until we were thrusting so hard
He makes this sweet sound that lets me know he is close
I feel my body starting to spasm and then I'm going over the edge
As I felt him shoot his love into me.

He laid there on top of me breathing hard
He looked at me and kissed me sweetly.
"I knew it would be this way," he said.
Tears begin to fall down my cheek
He kisses them away
He rolls off and pulls me to him
As I lay there listening to his heart beat
I wonder how I could go on without him in my life.
This was a one and only time for us.
Our lives were not where we could be together
As I rise to leave he pulled me down to him one more time.
He whispers, "you are better than any dream I dreamed."

-Shadow's Dove

What is Beauty?

Is beauty in the eyes of the beholder?

is it in her poise-the way she carries herself

is it in her smile- the way she brightens a room when she does

is it the sound of her voice- that captures you as she speaks

is it the way she sways her hips- when she walks to and fro

is it the color of her eyes- how they sparkle so when she looks

is it her soft full breasts- the way they bounce when she walks

the length and shape of her legs- toned, that carry her so poised

What makes someone beautiful?

Is it in his smile-as he shows you his happiness

is it in his soft eyes- that show kindness and love

is it in his well formed tush- you like to look at when he walks

is it is six-pack abs- that you like to glide your fingers across

is it his well defined arms- that make you feel safe

perhaps it is in the way he speaks- you can hear his patience

copyright 2005 lac

I have read articles about this subject, one recently by a man. Some men have been quite brutal to woman about us only seeking "hot men". This disturbed me and also made me laugh. It disturbed me because most woman do not choose "hot men" and each women has their own idea or description as to who they would consider a "hot man". Women do not all go after the same type of "hot man", if this were true, the world of dating would be monotonous. Such is not the case. Women now give themselves standards they follow. We are more selective with whom we want to date and we have the right to be. I believe we are following in the males footsteps by doing this. Men for years have always been selective. I remember distinctly growing up that my blonde friends were always getting chosen over me, a brunette. We use to joke about it and we did ask the guys; their reply "blondes have more fun". Well I have proved that theory wrong over the years. Another of the mens most wanted list while growing up was big breasts! Oh yes, something I never had, use to want to have, then I realized the shallowness of it. I am glad I am not big breasted. I understand men have their likes and dislikes of what they seek in a woman so why is it wrong for a woman? Double standard?

As a woman, my standards have changed over the past 14 years. They are not the same they were when I was a teen or young adult. Standards change with maturity. When you are younger (18-23ish) you aren't necessarily looking for a lifemate, but perhaps a guy to date, to see what is out there, what dating is like and enjoy each other and the friendship. You also get a sense of what you want and do not want in a partner. Now I look for maturity, loyality, financial security, if they are kind and loving, and spirituality. To me, those are important. (and others)

Some women want a man to be financially secure (not rich although some women are gold-diggers, but that is not the majority). Some men may disagree with that, I have an explanation. Men who constantly get a gold-digger or high-maintenance woman are looking for them and they may not know it. These woman are gorgeous, perfect-looking, want the best..etc and if that is what you are looking for guys, that is what you will get. I am in no way saying all woman are like that, but that is the profile. Not too hard to understand.

Some people call me picky, I do not mind. I call it being selective as I have the right to be. At least I know what I want and what I do not want. Every women has her own standards and needs and wants. We all arent looking for the "hot man" and if so, like I said before, every women has her own description of what a "hot man" is. For example, I think Enrique Iglesias is perfect, some of my friends agree some disagree.

Truth be told, women still want that chivalrous man and the "nice guy", I know I do. Nice, chivalrous men come in all looks, shapes and sizes. As do women.

Merry Christmas!!!

Buon Natale! Feliz Navidad! L'amo! I love you all!