Be Loved

I feel blessed. I look back at the Facebook feed and wonder how I got this far. My girls are growing so fast, and each day I have the chance to be my husband's wife. I literally don't need anything else. I know there are people on this planet striving for greatness. The recognition of... Continue Reading →

Desperate for his tender kiss

The most dangerous kiss is not the passionate one that ignites the fire deep inside me It is not the kiss that expresses the depth of how much you missed me while we were apart It is not the kiss that pulls me into sweet blissful distress, breathless, longing, aching for all of you It... Continue Reading →

#41

Today has been Dave Matthews day. I rarely listen to him now. Depending on the song that is. Crash is my heart song since I was 16. Rapunzel is my naughty song. You and me is just a sweet song. I Did It is my love bomb song. 41 is my life song. (Tattoo still... Continue Reading →

Wish Granted

So yesterday, when I told Joe that I had to take the girls to their dad's he was sad. He thought we were going to get to go to the park this weekend and have a picnic with the kids. Well it turns out that our wish is granted. My ex calls me yesterday to... Continue Reading →

Fighting

The other day while Joseph was studying, he looked over at me and said he wondered what my angry face looked like. I thought this was an interesting thing for him to say. So after I giggled I tried my hardest to show him what my angry face would look like were he to be... Continue Reading →

Eyes Wide Open

    Once upon a time, before Joseph and I were a couple, we had a conversation (induced by tequila) about what makes a good kisser.   The conversation talked about compatibility with the person, reading cues, body language, attraction. Something I never thought of, and something he said that he did, was look at... Continue Reading →

25,000 Feet

  I am currently flying and that is something I just don't do. I am in awe of how beautiful the world is. Amazingly created to say the least. It earth is whizzing below me at insane speeds and I am sitting in a chair with barely anything between me and the clouds.   The... Continue Reading →

Meaningful moments

The most meaningful moments happen in the quietest moments. Time is so fast. The year is almost over.I really can't believe it. My middle daughter is going to be 7 years old tomorrow. I celebrate 10 months with Joseph tomorrow too. And dealing with my ex this week has been emotionally exhausting. So what is this... Continue Reading →

Insert Corny Title Here

It is hard to believe that once you have been with someone for nearly 8 months that it would actually get better every day. I keep waiting for it to start getting old. To get boring and settle into a nice but monotonous pace.  But it is getting better every day for me this time.... Continue Reading →

Bedtime and giddy

It's bedtime and I just found out my sweetie can come to my poetry reading tomorrow and hear me read out loud the mushy stuff I have recently wrote for him. I'm so excited and nervous at the same time. How very intimate Nd sweet that I get to do this. Sigh. Okay, rant over.... Continue Reading →

Endless

Endless is the time when you are away Endless is the time that I want you to stay Endless is the beating of my heart when you say I love you Endless I wish the time in your arms was Endless is how I wish time was when we are close Endless is the reaching... Continue Reading →

Long Days and Lonely Nights

Spoiled Rotten. This is what I have become. About a week and a half ago I had a cold. After the cold vanished my asthma decided to take up residence. It got pretty bad. And I freaked out my sweetie Joe. The text conversation went exactly like this: Me: I'm not well babe. Air is... Continue Reading →

Road Map

Written for the Beast (Inspired by my sore spots)     If my body is a road map You know all the stops You leave fingerprints all over it Whenever you depart   I feel the places you have been The sore and the bruised Your teeth have claimed my body Each spot a smile... Continue Reading →

Corny and Mushy……..BEWARE

Mushy - adjective, mush·i·er, mush·i·est. 1. resembling mush;  pulpy. 2. Informal . overly emotional or sentimental: mushy love letters. Corny - 1. of or abounding in corn. 2.Informal . a. old-fashioned, trite, or lacking in subtlety: corny jokes. b. mawkishly sentimental: a corny soap opera.   Occasionally, or perhaps more than occasionally I find myself doing things that are very corny and very cheesy. I can't help it. It is the hopeless romantic in me who is in fact very very hopeless. Last weekend in the trenches of sickness... Continue Reading →

Cigarettes and a Show

Today is Thursday. I only know that because I worked. I tend to forget what day it is when I'm not at work. For instance I didn't know yesterday was Tuesday because I didn't care. Monday night the kids went to dads and I was reunited with my Joe. I hadn't seen him in near... Continue Reading →

Inside out

My emotions are on high today. I'm feeling all ofit bubbling just below the surface. I'm glad none of it has anything to do with my kids which is great. The problem lies with my mom again. She has kidney stones. She went via ambulance to the emergency room last night and the cat scan... Continue Reading →

Pocket Heart

So my honey is still sick. He goes back to the doctor tomorrow. I haven't seen him since Friday and yes, I do know that's not that long ago. But I miss his face. His smile, his laugh. And a whole host of other things that would turn this post into more naughty than intended.... Continue Reading →

Enjoy the little things

If I give anyone a tiny piece of brilliant advice it would be to take a moment and enjoy the little things. There are few things in this life that bring great joy. But when you enjoy the little things life is so magical. My youngest little girl gets so excited to see me when... Continue Reading →

Thinking Naughty

Here is what happens when me, a bikini and tequila get all mixed up. I write a naughty poem. It's titled Fire, and I wrote it right after the creepy drowning one. Your mouth on mine Your hands they trace My curves, my lines My memore erased Your tongue Your taste Sets me ablaze Wild... Continue Reading →

My Wind

The wind blows me here and there Like leaves falling, I know not where It blows through my heart My soul my mind Hollow and empty is the space it finds But wait it whispers softly to me The wind, the breeze, my secrets it breaths My past, my present, my future Laid bare My... Continue Reading →

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