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We started running from the city. Escaping from our problems. Leaving our pain and worries behind. We kept running through the suburbs, through the small towns until we came across a meadow. But it wasn’t simply a meadow; it was a beautiful meadow with water flowing nearby and some trees around with fruit and berries. There was an open area that had the softest grass our bare feet had ever touched. You picked me up and spun me and I felt more weightless than a butterfly. Your arms, so strong, held me tightly and I felt safer than I’d ever felt on my feet. You lowered me to the ground slowly and carefully. I held you tightly to my chest as you gently gripped me with your firm hands wrapped behind my back. As I thought I realized that I never had to let you go, we had all the time in the world for the first time. We stayed in each other’s arms through the sunset and then lay down on the grass to look at the stars. I fell asleep gripping you like a teddy bear with you holding me to you tightly. I was frightened in the night by a bad dream of the past. You woke up and consoled me and sang me a lullaby so that I could have sweet dreams. We awoke as the sun arose in a beautiful array of reds and oranges over the fields and trees. We felt slightly different than the day before, we looked around the field and found that we were on a heavenly king sized bed, with the softest sheets and plump pillows. There was also a table next to the bed with an arrangement of food fit for the gods. And the food although looking like regular food, tasted like it had been made by chefs in Paris. We wondered where all this had come from but were just happy to be together. You pulled me towards you and kissed me gently and gained passion slowly, torturing me. You kissed my ear, nibbling on it, licking it, sucking it anything you could do to it with your mouth you did. I lost myself in pleasure and felt chills down my entire spine and you continued for what seemed like forever and then kissed me. I rolled you over so that I was on top now. I kissed you passionately and moved my lips toward your neck. I kissed your neck gently, tickling you. You laughed your perfect little laugh. I smiled and continued and kissed you harder and harder until I was sucking your neck slightly. Your breaths became loud and frequent. I moved my lips to your ear and licked and sucked every part of it. You gasped in your intense rushes of pleasure. You grabbed my head and pulled my lips to yours and we continued to kiss. You pulled away and looked at me. I felt your eyes penetrating my eyes and saw a smile come onto your face. We laid like that for what felt like an incredibly long time. We slowly stepped out of bed and walked down to the river and looked the water flowing. It was warm out so we decided to go for a skinny dip. I undressed quickly and dove from the shore and plunged into the water, while you undressed on the side slowly, torturing my eyes. You stepped in taking the cold water of the river badly. I pulled you close and kissed you passionately and underwater for a bit. We held hands and walked out. I hugged you tightly to warm you up after we got out. You kissed me again but as you did your teeth chattered. I felt your soft open chest and kissed my way down to your nipples. I circled your right nipple carefully. I sucked it in my mouth and nibbled it a tiny bit. Your moans were enough to make me continue to your left side. But before I got there I stopped in the middle licking down to your yummy tummy. I circled your belly button and you pulled me up to your left nipple. I licked it gently then harder and faster beginning to suck your nipple, as I pulled away I nibbled your nipple. I loved the look on your face that I saw. Your mouth just gaped at me in awe as I licked and kissed my way downwards on you. I licked your thighs and tortured you until you grabbed me onto your dick. I sucked and licked and never once stopped or laughed. You were in ecstacy and your thighs shook as you shot all over my chest. You picked me up over your shoulder and took me to the bed. You laid me down and kissed down to my tits. You massaged my nipples with your tongue and sucked hard on my boobs. I moaned in pleasure as you got me wet. You kissed down my stomach to my most private of spots. You licked my thighs and inserted your pinky into me slowly. You were so delicate with your touch. You rubbed my clit with your thumb getting me wetter and wetter. You go faster and faster and then…I have the best orgasm of my entire life. I scream out your name in pleasure and you lick everything off of my vagina and thighs. You come up to my face and kiss me while you slowly insert your hardness into my wetness. I moan as your dick rubs up against my g-spot. I beg you to pound me harder and faster and you oblige. I kiss your soft neck and pull you tighter into me. Our breathing speeds up. We start getting so close and then come at the same time. We melt into each others arms as I had wished, and I smile as this is the type of moment I’d always dreamed I’d get. We dressed and began running back after this vacation and found the city the same way we’d left it, whereas we’d changed so much. As we ran you whispered my favorite words in the English language, “I love you.” I felt a smile come onto my face as I blushed and told you, “Will, I love you with all my heart and all my soul and all my willingness.”

What I've Learned

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What I've Learned...

 

There is no "Normal"

People are generally good,

People are helpful,

We can all work together to have joy,

Not one person is perfect,

I can only focus on today, not tomorrow,

Most people need balance,

Life isn't fair, but it's still good,

We should stick to a routine,

I can have laughter again,

You have to look out for yourself,

There is help out there,

There is no "Normal"

 

 

The Blinding Ball

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The Blinding Ball

Can you feel what I feel?

You can't see until the fog clears.

There it is right in front of you,

It's blinding bright, I shade my eyes

It comes with a high tide.

Sit on the beach and lay down looking up,

I see the most beautiful ball of fun.

There so many things to do and none get done

As I lay here and look at the this beautiful

Ball of Sun.

 

Tear Drop

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Tear Drop

 

A childs tear is one of many for his life time

A tear for his first skined knee

A tear for his fall from a tree

The tear when he sees his mother cry

The tear is not one of hurt

But it's the tear drop that fell from the sky

Some will cry over pain, but for this boy

It will be tears of rain.

The sun will shine and the clouds will part

for there will be another comforted heart.

 

Rain

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Rain

I like it in the rain no one can see I'm crying,

All the pain is hidden while I'm slowly dying,

The streaks on my face I can blame on the rain,

Holding the lies and masking the pain,

The fear in my eyes is the only trace,

As the rain clears away every tear from my face,

The water slowly drips down from my hair,

In the rain no one need know that I'm even there,

Soaked to the skin every single part of me,

I love being in the rain as I'm finally free...

 

How it is

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How It Is

There is no substitution for time

Use it wisely for it may be gone

Hate not, but feel joy and see beauty

Smell the rain, fell the wind, taste the sea.

Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.

, make peace with your past so it won’t disturb your present

Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

Don’t take yourself so seriously, no one else does.

What other people think about you is none of their business. Go after what you love in life,

Don’t take no for an answer.

If a relationship has to be a secret,

You shouldn’t be in it.

All that truly matters in the end is that you loved, been loved and will love again.

 

 

When It Rains

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When It Rains

 

When it Rains it feels like little drops of heaven touching your skin. A feeling like no other, A calming warm rush of comfort that you only feel from a loved one’s hug or a gentle kiss on the cheek.

 

When you smell the flowers the scent dances across your nose, tickles your insides with a giddy sense of childhood when all was simple.

 

When the wind blows it weaves through your hair with tingles of little fingers running through it to make you feel relaxed and serene.

 

When the snow falls on your tongue and it melts away quickly, take your worries and fear no more for it shall fade away as quickly as they came.

 

                                         

The Place

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The Place

There’s a special place that I love to go,

It’s somewhere I get to see a rainbow.

It’s oh so peaceful and calm,

I place I feel safe from harm.

There are light breezes that often blow,

Or in my chair I catch a glow.

The lake is clam and shimmers the top,

This place I go to I love a lot.

I can close my eyes and see it clear,

Even if I cannot get there.

I will always hold this place close at heart,

This Place and I will never part.

The Beacon

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The Beacon    

Its Light shines so bright, but only seen at night.

It glimmers off the water, some fish you can see.

For it stands tall, tall enough for all to see,

The boats follow its path to oceans shore,

All by motor, floating or by oar.

The sand wet from incoming waves,

The light still shines in every way.

It comes from a building mighty tall, sometimes

Very bright, sometimes not at all

This light that I so love, is always there,

In my heart and the beach it gets shared.

This light could be of many, a star, a flashlight,

But the one I talk about, only comes from a Lighthouse

Rain Is Pain

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Rain Is Pain

I like the rain so no one can see me crying,

All the pain is hidden while inside I’m slowly dying.

There’s no physical pain just that of an emotional strain.

There are brighter days to come,

This I know for I will push ahead in the right direction.

My life is filled with all my choices and decisions,

I see a beautiful future in my visions.

A wonderful home filled with scents of candles,

On a porch swing wearing my sandals.

I see myself laying on my bed looking at the ceiling

I’m so happy and joyful I don’t want to lose this feeling.

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