I wish I could do SO many things...................................such as ( Read more... )

Uninterrupted Fever ( Read more... )

as well as many of you know, rather, who actually take the time to READ this journal that I've put together, you know that Sarah is my P.S.M (platonic soul-mate), and I have written a poem about her, about US, so here it is:

"PSM"

my doppleganger..........

the other image I see
when a mirror is in front of me

sweet beautiful fate
has bound us eternally
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Dulcet Toxicity
jL  '09

Love is a curse
upon the female heart
feelings sharp as a dart.

Love knows no owner
understands only one possession
confusion and torment rage succession.

Love waits for no one
attaches itself to the soul
makes one wonder without it if they're whole.

Love is complex
beyond layers of passion
no such thing as a reasonable ration.

Love eats ( Read more... )

Racism sucks, we all know this...but I think there are similar repeated occurrences that happen in our lives that make us all a little bit racist even though we don't know it.

There is somebody (maybe more than one--which scares me) in my family that I engaged in conversation with who shall remain nameless because I am tactful, whom is strongly ( Read more... )

"Return"
 jL '09

you are flower petals...
lilting, dancing in the wind
carried by love.
untouchable but touching
everything bridled in the song of the wind
that shares a camouflage-laden message with me.
i render to part
with this piece of my heart
that's floating away
my soul so stained with your scent
always.
so trip the light fantastic little petals,
may ( Read more... )

My Love
jL '08

You were my first
true love
and you'll be the
last one.
That I promise you.

I waited and I wished
with all the energy I possessed
for this love you've given me,
for the passion you've bestowed
every time my body you've caressed.

All that I do in my life
I do it enveloped
in this beautiful love--
protected
by vidid flashbacks
of your
smiles
gestures
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don't you ever think about me ( Read more... )

Autumn & Us
 jL  '08

When I think of Autumn,
I see carved pumpkins
smiling at you and me.

When I think of Autumn,
I feel the warmth of my clothing wrapping my body
the very same way that your arms do
when I'm in your embrace.

When I think of Autumn,
I hear the dry leaves crunch under my shoes,
similar to your fervant whispers of
"I Love You."

When I think of ( Read more... )

Everytime I think about what to say or type or think to bare my soul, I always think of the song lyric "Sometimes I feel, like I am drunk behind the wheel...." 
Is this because I feel like I'm stumbling through life?  Maybe we all feel that way in some degree or another.

Life is like a quote from the movie Labrynth...."Nothing is ever what it seems ( Read more... )