Life is Your Story

In the dark Is the mist Is the fog Of our love It comes and goes But is always in the shadows And  the pockets of  our regrets Your tongue strikes The sweetest lightning Along my skin Lifting me higher Into the foggy mist Where I breathe into you And you breathe into me Your lips are my lips Warm and willing Your top lip  Your bottom lip Equally as important My tongue awakens  Your mouth Your senses Every inch of you Colliding  With every inch of me As your hands stray Across and along my body I taste your taste With each love detour You have mapped With your tongue And when I slide  Down to you In circular motions Of all that was then Of all that is now All of you Meets All of me Down - Down There is a cry  for my lips for my mouth Your hands rhythmically caressing My head in a waltz  That leads t

There is no such thing as old love There is only love Once you love someone They leave an indelible mark on your soul Even if they hurt you terribly Or they somehow wandered away You still have love for them In that very place they left it There is still a trace of every set of lips That has ever kissed yours Sometimes they are regrets Sometimes they are blessings You can’t bring an end to love There are no walks or runs or rubber bracelets To rid the world of love When Love walks out your door You just have to believe  It will march back through that door Without that belief You just may miss it Happy Valentines Day to all of those who have found love and to all of those still brave enought to believe they will find it again.

Regret. It's a tough pill to swallow. It's part of life. It's usually about doing something you shouldn't have done or being with someone you shouldn't have been with or saying something that never should have been said. I have regrets and so do you. As humans we are programmed to make many, many mistakes before we figure things out for ourselves. It's our trial and error, our "I think I'll do this and see what happens next" even though you pretty much know what will happen next. But you know what is worse than regret - not regretting - I mean how much fun is that? What if we did everything right the first time and there were no second, third, fourth, etc tries? What if we met the person we were going to spend our lives with at the start of our lives and therefore never bothered to meet any other potential partners? What if we never drank too much or smoked too much and were never sitting on the bathroom floor staring into the to