Drink a drink of madness
A toast unto your death
A golden bottle of loneliness
A can of passion spent
The liquid fire of agony
The welcome pain of loss
The vacant stare of bitterness
Your soul the distillers cost
You wake into another life
One you dreamed you drank away
The price of your night of ecstasy
Your soul you'll gladly pay.
You taste the taste of ashes
As you look about your heart
You see the light of your old life
Forever searching in the dark.
You scream that you want out of here
Please, God, make it all end
Until the madness takes control
And you break when you should bend
The sun sinks slowly on your pleas
A deaf ear, your way turned
Alone with the bottle by your side.
You die in the life you've earned

She slowly puts on her face each day,
Not with their powders and creams
But with her own uncompromising walls
To shelter her shattered dreams.
She pushes down her loneliness
Hides away her pain
Faces the world stern and cold
Until she's all alone again.
She often wonders to herself
Where did it all go wrong?
She tries music to soothe her heart
Her loneliness harmonizes every song.
Tired, she wonders what to do
She can't figure out where to turn
Inside her prison there's no way out
She sees nothing left to learn.
She looks outside for some inner light
Looks inward at all her fear
Hiding from any caring glance
Terrified to look in the mirror.
But past the walls and scars she has
Her soul still fights its war
To tear down her defensive shield
Bring peace to her once more.
She must see the beauty and the pain
Know the message of her life
She's here to experience the truth
Not merely just to survive.

I was born in 1969....

Tears won't buy you bread.
Anger won't repair a door.
Sorrow won't keep you fed.
Pain won't cover a floor.
Crying releases your feelings
Only do no earthly action
Behind them all is meaning
Only you can make it happen.
If you pray to win the lottery
Day after day you're with it
Nothing will be given to you
If you never buy a ticket.
Action must be taken by you
You want to feel pity instead
It will not make your dreams come true
Tears won't buy you bread.

Why do we always put conditions on love? Why do our minds want so much for us to make sure that certian things are in place or a certain time has passed before it allows us to recognize the burning inside is love? When our children are born, we don't ponder on what may or should happen before we allow ourselves to love them; it comes immediately, intensely and truly. We never question it. Why then do we question every time a good feeling arises in us, taking it apart, looking at it from every possible angle, picking it to pieces until we have convinced ourselves that we never felt it in the first place? Love at first sight has become a thing of myth in this new, "intellectual" world. We weigh it, judge it and if it doesn't conform to our mental template of what love is "supposed" to be, we walk away, smothering the protests that come from the very seat of love, the soul. As an extreme example, how many of us would help a stranger who was in mortal danger if we could? Would we do the same for someone we loved who had hurt us? Our minds have taken control of our life force, our souls, and we are slowly killing the humanity we were born with. Many claim "love hurts", but that is patently untrue. Love is beautiful; our ideas of what love "should" be twist it until all we know is either the loss of love or the fear of the loss of love. Love is a pure emotion, meant to be experienced, not thought about, debated or verified. Love simply is. Do not let your life go by, wondering, wishing and regretting. Love will be, no matter if you allow it or not. Our lives become so much easier when we stop fighting ourselves and let our true light live. Love will carry the day, especially when we can no longer.

Passion

The velvet kiss of a woman's skin
The heart racing caress of a slow silken sigh
Pulse pounding anticipation as the dance begins
Unable to retreat, unwilling to try
The mind falls away before utter desire
No thoughts needed, passion takes full reign
No substance could quench this aching fire
Ecstacy so fierce, none may remain sane
Two come together, one skin, one pulse, one soul
Bodies entwined, all movement molten steel
Centers combining, there is no young, no old
In an instant, all fantasies become so very real
Together they experience pure death of the now
Riding the wave as the passion subsides
In an instant together two beings have found
Two souls combined into one eternal light.

Drink a drink of madness
A toast unto your death
A golden bottle of loneliness
A can of passion spent
The liquid fire of agony
The welcome pain of loss
The vacant stare of bitterness
Your soul the distillers cost
You wake into another life
One you dreamed you drank away
The price of your night of ecstasy
Your soul you'll gladly pay.
You taste the taste of ashes
As you look about your heart
You see the light of your old life
Forever searching in the dark.
You scream that you want out of here
Please, God, make it all end
Until the madness takes control
And you break when you should bend
The sun sinks slowly on your pleas
A deaf ear, your way turned
Alone with the bottle by your side
You die in the life you've earned.

Im looking for a fun evening or day with a lady who just wants to hang out, have a fire at the lake, talk and connect. If it goes anywhere, then that's what's supposed to be, and if not, at least two individuals spent what I hope will be quality time with one another. I am so tired of the dating scene, but I'm also an empathic man, so companionship is next to breathing...lol. If any ladies think this may be a nice time, please, let me know.

I've got a room at the Ameristar hotel tonight. Any ladies who would like to come and hang, party and whatever are welcome. Looking to enjoy the company and companionship. You will as well. Message me here or at "live for pleasures" on out look. We can play till checkout if you'd like.

Well, unfortunately the sixty nine stands for my year of birth. And what I'm looking for is a lady open-minded and real. I could care less about the age, it's the personal interaction, that fire, that I'm looking for. Most women seem to adhere to the old adage that older means less exciting. Au contraire, mon cher. Quite the opposite, we have more experience offer.

Good morning, baby, had a great night.
You can find all your things on your way out, right?
Now cm'on I don't want to fight,
You knew we wouldn't do this twice.

Yeah, I remember the things I said,
I also remember you in bed
But don't make it more in your little head,
We just didn't go solo, spent the night instead.

Girl, you got moves with that body
Ready to go at the end of the party,
Why the hell be nice with the pleasure of being naughty?

I'll remember you when, sometime, I ought to..

Bridge
You're just a notch on my belt,
Someone I hadn't bedded yet
I never lied, I told you straight up
I wanted in, you gave it up

Chorus
One night stand
A hit and run
One night stand
Rock it and done

Bridge

Chorus X2

Is it the age that puts ladies off? My inner child just hit puberty...lol.