I’ll be there….

Life takes each of us on a different road
some are froth with challenges
some seem like they’re filled with the latest and greatest
the journey we take is often made alone
Yes, we’ll have companions join us from time to time
but there are parts often maybe during what seems like hard times
when it feels like we are once again just left on our own
to travel and battle this life’s journey alone.

You and I are now on this path together
and where this road takes us we don’t know
the way has been a wonderful one so far
Yes there are bumps and obstacles to overcome
and though you and I don’t know how long this one will run
You should understand that I want to be with you ever and ever after

Many find their destiny’s road together
I hope that is what we have here forever
we’ll walk, we’ll ride, we’ll dance on it some more
figuring our way in light and dark, in sun and rain
I don’t wanna travel a different road anymore
and surely don’t want to travel alone, that’s for sure.

However you feel about our journey so far
I offer up this thought if it helps.
My love, our destiny’s road…may be here and now
If you’ll have this forlorn traveler at your side
I’ll walk with you, carry you, ride those trails with you
My promise is that I’ll be there with you step by step
forever and a day if I must, on this you can assuredly trust.

Proverb for a Foolish Foolish Heart

The exuberance of your inexperience is telling young lad
You wildly flay the notions of your heart strings for all to see and hear
Foolishly less cognizant that there are two hearts at play here.

Foolish foolish heart , you’ve harbored on drowning the object of your affections with so strong displays that the balance between you bears away from where you want it to go.

Take heed lad, to listen to your lady’s admonitions, slow the progress of your ministrations lest you overwhelm her and threaten the fragility of your relations.

Foolish foolish heart be as the tortoise wise and steady, side with the still smallness of the interactions within your hearts and thus less outrageous with your proclamations far and wide.

In the end foolish heart growing what’s in the small space that dwells between each of your hearts and souls together overshadows the praise brought about by the voices that watch your love’s progress from a far.

Take heed dear heart err on the side of silence and understanding…….

Where my heart is….

I’ve often heard it said that “Home, is where the heart is”…

well beloved, then by that simple measure, home must be where you are,

for I feel that my heart resides with you.

You feel like home, a place where there is a hearth that warms my soul

rooms to provide me comfort, places where my body and mind can belong

without thought of fear or reservation.

Home to me is the love you share from your heart and soul

the little things that make me breathe in life and live out joy.

Home to me is a niche in the wall of life where I have finally found

a place I just fit into as if it was made just for me and includes you.

You feel like home, something I’ve looked for but never quite

realized except in moments of wishful thinking until I touched you

and knew that you were for real.

If sweet beloved, home truly is where my heart is, then I know I’ve found

an abode I’ve sought. It is found where our two hearts reside, side by side.

Distraction

You are the sweetest type of distraction

one I look forward to day in and day out

whether its the memory of how your hair smells

a vision of your lovely face

the hint of your skin on my skin

I can’t help but think about you

its distracting

But its the greatest kind of distraction

one that I don’t mind falling into

again, and again, and again

because when I am in my trance

and nothing else matters except

per chance

a moment spent holding you, caressing you

kissing you and making love to all of you

I am fully fully aware of the bliss it brings.

You are the sweetest, greatest distraction

one I look forward falling into day to day

you’ve seduced me and won my heart over

one hundred fold.

I wish never to lose that distracted power you have over me

For in you I know I’ve struck pure gold.

You, Joanne are a distraction

I want to always have constantly from now

til I am well considered very, very old.

Muse

Dionysus could not contain himself…he knew it was wrong to have these feelings for this woman…but everything in his godly being told him he had to have her….he loved her…and though the gods would disapprove he needed to express how he flet and so in a fit of creative candor he set out to let the world know he wrote her a poem….

“inspiration
to sing, to dance
to create and pro create
to laugh and cry tears of joy
a measure of growth if not in wisdom then in life

inspiration
to bring about change
and live a life full of happy moments and memories
to write, to make art in all its form

inspiration
to be the most I can be
if only to bring something new to you and me

inspiration
if that be the definition of a muse
then sweetie that you are to me.”

Dionysus’ declaration made young Eros smile…. “I guess”…he thought to himself,  “it wasn’t so bad that I missed Herakles with that arrow….old Dio is pretty funny acting like this…”

with that the mischievous little god disappears off in the distance…leaving the god of ecstacy in his love bitten state.