Life Won't Ever Fade

I was not aware Altoids was stalking me and finding out my personal taste for it's candy sales to go up locally. Ginger. Who would have thought they would make Ginger tasting Altoids? At least now I can put them in my Reed's Ginger Brew and have myself something with more bite then I can handle. (Ha! I have so much hair on my chest....ten hairs in all)Thank heaven, for 7-11. The sales clerk, Jackie Gear. I could never stand her. Mostly self inflicted however. She...would try and get me in trouble for things I never did or said. Maybe it was one of those Crushes she had no idea what do with, so thought maybe that would be effective?One day I was called in the office(friendly one, not the mean one) She said I had been stalking her, and tried talking to her. I don't recall seeing her outside my freshmen year of high school.(This was my senior year.) Strange. Maybe she wanted an update for a mural? Well cheers to her. Hopefully she has grown past those old habits of hers.Maybe all the rain will start to growSands of time forget to cover in a shiftImagine the beginning of life untoldIn my endless mind I'm not even aloneTaught me life won't ever fade

A Tired Body

I've been trying to reform my natural styles of treatment of others. Not in that it is bad, not at all. But for one I do not like coming onto a female. This is good in most cases. Unless that is the frame of mine someone else is in. Which causes them to stall and wait for my reaction. Which also, is none.Now most of the time this is exactly what I want. For cuddling always has my dreams and desires. But maybe if I explain it better you'll be better out to understand it.Her body is so tired, laying down and relaxing. The day has worn her down completely, as she waits for my tender reply. Softly touching my face, after a kiss with the lips. Telling the eyes above her, how pleased this method of treatment would leave her.Well, I can't. I push myself away from being the agresser in any manner. Am not at peace with the feeling of allowing my desires to overshadow my actions. It's more then control over myself, it is the lack of love for feeling desires themselves. How do I, very much wish in any case, to give peace to that beautiful waiting soul. I love her, completely and endlessly. But, at least that much she already knows. Where Did Your Soul Originate? brought to you by Quizilla