The beauty of getting things done.

We all have an agenda that has check boxes that need to be checked off. Even dimsided individuals have them for their dimsided “necessities”, point being we all have things we need to do.

Moments that we’re so focused on making sure that they happen, leave us in the most vulnerable position in life believe it or not.

 

We forget our origin. We get wrapped up with our NOW and our GOAL POINT when our surroundings could get tough and weigh down heavy on us.

That’s a dangerous zone to be in. We forget who’s really there for us who really wants us to prosper, fail, what we want to be and where we want to go. So many options, so many things, you don’t want limitations.

However, there are no limitations with the right people down your path.

We remember them and certain moments, when we’re able to, when we have the time, showing in that exact second they’re not as much of a priority as we’d want them to think, in that result. It happens out of rushing and angst that we won’t reach our destination because the journey is getting harder. We don’t want to hurt them by not giving them enough time and effort, but it happens anyway.

The hardest journeys reveal who comes back to get their hands dirty again just to sculpt a better tomorrow regardless of any situation.

Truth be told, there’s no real cure for taking things for granted, unless there’s an actual devastating occurrence. When that occurs, the reality hits and you feel that rock bottom is your closest friend.

 

It isn’t. It’s you against you. It will forever be that. Rock bottom is an alter ego for your original name. You get yourself up, by yourself, and stand up BY YOURSELF.

Thats what you want to think, but we all lose sight about those that are cheering so silently, so far away, yet closest to our hearts that their strength exceeds any distance, any space and remains the bungee cords that pulls you up from any fall just to dust you off and tell you “get back out there”. The fault is ours for not making them a priority in our list of daily priorities that need to get done.

A foundation is built by passion, and emotion before logic ever kicks in. It’s the cement that holds the bricks down instead of logic being the only thing that stands in a twigsh manner falling without any comfort at night.

Our brains get tired, but our hearts beat repeatedly, no matter the cost. To abuse that, is to abuse yourself. To lose memory of that is to become another number on the cattle shelf.

Being numb can only get you but so far; living on a logical affectionate daily risk, with double supported plans from a-z?

Thats progress.

This is too true.

Cross off the affection box every day, because it might erase itself in fear that you won’t ever check it again.

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My observation of Faye part 2

“You ready?” Her breaths came as a shock to me, I’d never thought that once in my life I’d see her breathe this hard, I haven’t even penetrated her yet. “You sure?” Faye laughed, speaking so gently, as if she wasn’t just breathing harder than a marathon runner. “Yes Lucas, I’m ready.” I reached for her hand, but there was that feeling again; she smiled and put her arm over her chest, and muttered “well, what’s wrong with me this time?” “Nothing” I said, “It’s just, you’re really going to let this happen?” I didn’t think that you and I would, you know, be here doin- wait, you were breathing hard like that because you’re nervous?” That was it. Bingo. She was scared, she kept covering her chest and her eyes, and didn’t want me to touch her yet until she was ready. “Come lay down with me, let me explain something to you Lucas, in detail.” She caught me off guard but I did as she said anyways. “Give me your hand, and please tell me what you feel.” She began to smile, “stop being such a lion heart, feel my hand and tell me what you feel.” I began to grow a little nervous because I had never taken the time to fully analyze how her hands are so much smaller than mine, yet they’re so strong but softer than a child’s cheek. The way her hand fit into mine, was as if it belonged there, purposely belonged there. 

I started to get scared now, because she was everything I could ever dream of, and ye- “Just because we make love tonight does not mean I will be chasing after you okay? I. Don’t. Chase. I don’t compete either. So remember that, because you have one time to slip up, now tell me how beautiful I am, and make my dreams into a reality.” All I could do was laugh. Her confidence, her spunk, she wasn’t God’s gift to men, but her smile and her spirit made it all worth it to say she was. “Faye?” “Yes Lucas?” “I- I love you.” “Don’t just love me, but enjoy me while you love me. I’m only here for a certain amount of time, make it useful.” When she put that into perspective, a sort of an anguished feeling began to grow within my abdomen. “Why would you say that?” She chuckled “because you can get any little girl you’d like, but not me. You have to work for my love, I’m not going to just give it to you, Prince Charming. You can fool them but not me. So because I’m making you realize my worth, I’m letting you know that you need to take advantage of it now before I’m gone tomorrow, or whenever the reaper calls on me. You won’t be able to do it when I’m dead now would you?” 

The girl made a point. 

I will forever love her, and won’t ever stop. 

Beau

Love me down

Finish your plate

Don’t give me a frown

Come here to heavens gate

For the now

My waterfalls will make you weak 

Certain strokes give me “WOW”

Moments 

Come and let me make you tweak 

While I watch you quiver after my love is given 

I bask in my satisfaction of your surrender

This was wholeheartedly driven 

My mentality and vibes are benders

I bend broken hearts and build them anew 

Giving you my liquids from my fountain

Come sit next to me and enjoy the view 

The view from skies to oceans to the top of a mountain

With you inside of me, I see your colors spring about

I grab your heart from inside of your body, to give it a kiss, just to put it back

Look me in my eyes so I can turn you out

I keep my clothes on to keep your imagination in tack 

We can never lose ourselves in a drought

Our bodies must be flowing rivers of life

Come taste it

Fondle me like you would a fife 

Put your fingers in the holes, filling them up, with no exit

Stay. Forever. 

And never leave

Compared to most, I’m pretty clever

Come to me, and receive 

This gift I give you, that takes you to a different element

I promise I’ll be a good girl

I promise I’ll repent 

Make me unfurl 

I’ll make you wild

Happy, and intrigued with this game we play 

Your smile will be bigger than a child’s 

So speed up, I don’t have all day. 

Meet me here then over there,

I’ll lick your spots

Just tell me where

Connecting them like stars that connect dots.

Come lay in between my legs, 

You’re not entering, just simply sharing an intimate position

Talk to me like a puppy that begs 

Let me be your physician 

I’ll put you back into place

I can make you remember 

Leaving long strokes of my tongue on your face

Then on your back that’s hotter than ember 

But I’ll cool off, and so will you.

Come love me down,

You beau.