Love Impromptu

Heaven on earth? Lemme tell you about it. Earlier tonight, I played a game I closed my eyes and fade away to a special place. In this special place you see There were only two people – beautiful you and awed me. In this place, all was right Nothing but happiness, and we never fought In this place, there was no sadness No cells, no courts, none of that madness No rules to follow, no laws to break. No bars to hold us or separate us No one to tell us we can’t kiss or do whatever In this place, I watched you walk, smile, put your hands on me. I watched you undress and giggle at me while I winked. I listened to you breathe heavily as I lay by your side and fondled your breasts. Lost in the bliss and moments unending. This was my heaven. A sweet special moment with you by my side. But eventually the game ended My eyes open, and reality set in I was alone, thinking about you. But I see a day soon - I will have my eyes open and play this game with you. °°° Eddy

 Silence is golden, Silence is peaceful. But my heart is not when I don't hear from you Noise is a distraction But not when it comes from you You're an addiction But a remedy to my sorrows A cure for my ailments I can't refrain - From a love promising so sweet.  Hearty desires, ones that leaves me always yearning To hold you I long,  Your tender skin to feel. On your bossom to lie Your laces to untie. To look you in the eye, And your pink luscious lips to kiss. You amaze, My heart you have taken. How can I ever leave, When my feet you have grounded? How can I think of another,  When my mind you control?  Why would I ever lie, When my mouth only speaks you? Where would I go, When my home is with you? °°°Eddy™

 Her Highness, They say looks lie but yours got me believing. I've been struck. The kind that knocks you off your feet.  Your pictures I peruse, eyes stare & the heart yearns. Your beauty astounds me. Leaving me breathless your stature and beautifully crafted posture makes my eyes roll in with adoration and lust. How can that I don't own have so much power over me?   Moments I long to share, and your time to steal. To hear the goddess speak I long and her melody to record. How I long to meet with an interest that looms with every passing minute. Your company I long, with a  sit down face to face. Your cute flawless face to gaze, your luscious lips to admire. To tease & watch u giggle, hold your hand or even have the slightest touch of the fingers. All I can do is hope while also hoping that her Highness minds not my ill desires. Eddy

 Why are relationships so hard today? Why do we fail at love every time, despite trying so hard? Why have humans suddenly become so inept at making relationships last? Have we forgotten how to love? Or worse, forgotten what love is?  We’re not prepared. We’re not prepared for the sacrifices, for the compromises, for the unconditional love. We’re not ready to invest all that it takes to make a relationship work.  We want everything easy. We’re quitters. All it takes is a single hurdle to make us crumble to our feet. We don’t let our love grow, we let go before time. It’s not love we’re looking for. Only excitement and thrill in life. We want someone to watch movies and party with, not someone who understands us even in our deepest silences. We spend time together, we don’t make memories. We don’t want the boring life. We don’t want a partner for life, just someone who can make us feel alive right now, this very instant.  When the excitement fades, we discover nobod...

 One day, your light dim. Memories fade. Lovers leave. Friends turn against you. Family disowns you. You lose the will to live. You hate opening your eyes every morning. You bargain with God, to let one of those people on life support to live and take your life instead. But God ain't no killer so He doesn't. Then you try to step in His shoes and overdose pills or cut your wrists but you don't die. And you hate that you can't do anything right, not even kill yourself. I'll tell you one thing. After several suicide attempts and wanting to die most of the time, I simply don't care anymore. Dreams come and go. There'll be someone to fulfill what you can't, what you won't. But breathing, being you, only you can do that. So honey, it's okay. Be unproductive, stagnate in life with no progress, but be alive. Stay alive. Say no SUICIDE!!  Breathe. Cry.  Believe in someday.  But for now, just be. Your  story deserves a happier ending. Cause it all starte...

'He's such a loser' you'll hear someone back bite another. Some others might think to themselves 'am such a loser' So I thought I might share my thoughts on a winner's character. Life has been called a lot of things but my favorite is, a war. Life is a war. Generally when you go to war you have to arm yourself. Here's a few arms/pons you need to have as a winner. 1.Positivism. This involves a number of points A) Positive thinking. Every battle begins in the mind. As a man thinks so is he.Tell yourself every day that you're going to make it. B) positive speech. There's power in words. There's a difference between a person who says, 'I failed', and another who declares 'am a failure'. What you confess you possess. Watch your words. Speak positivism into your situations. Speak positivism against your adversaries. Speak positivism to people going through struggles. You'll be surprised how much difference mere words brings. ...

 A fine Saturday morning. Its just a few minutes to seven. Janet is from work. She'd been on the night shift and decides to surprise the boyfriend. They'd been arguing on the previous day. He says that Janet is not making time for him - She is all about her work nowadays. She knows that this isn't true and she's willing to go the extra mile to make it work. "He's just missing me" that's the thought running through her mind as the bus nears her destination. Janet is super excited. Nick will be so happy to see her and they'll be spending some really quality time together. Monday is a public holiday so an extended stay over there would do them good. Enough bonding time.  She's a bit drowsy and only needs a few hours of sleep. She alights the bus, crosses the road and makes her way up the stairs to apartment 404. She has a spare key that Nick had given her. She makes her entry She looks around the house. She can tell that he is still in bed. She su...