Am I dreaming ? is it true ?
Like a wonderful feeling from heaven above .
She is real sweet and all a glow
Turn me on and then I am ready to go .
May I walk you home !
Okay I hate to be alone ,she said …
Oh I’m must be dreaming !!!
It’s Fantasy of my world .
Nothing is wrong with being in love !
Am I in love with you !!!cause you’re on my mind
Are You the one I think about most every time ?
And when you pack a smile in everything you do .
I don’t understand ???
She is so soft, succulent so sweet and thin .
That’s kind of like a vision upon her skin
It lightens up my day
Oh that’s so true !!!
She is so pretty plain and simple, She rule my world so I try to understand !!!
make Her all mine, all mine is my desire
'Cause She contain a quality, She that I admire …..
What these feelings I get ?
I often wonder why
So I thought I might discuss this With her..!
If I said I’d think about it .!
No reason that I like Her ..
This is some sort of thing, I can’t explain !!!
I am sure know it’s a difficult thing ,
It is keeping you waiting every night.
I just heard that one you love make you cry !
Is it true ?
Am I in love with you ???
Nothing is wrong with being in love ,She said .
I said I wanna tell you this ,
I like your smile,
I like your touch ,
I’m longing for your tender kiss…
I can never go wrong ,Cause I need you so much …..
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart……
If dreams were given to a lonely man
and a lonely man’s dreams came true,
I’d force myself to sleep all the time
just so I could dream of you
The story of the pencil..
A boy was watching his grandmother writing a letter.
At one point, he asked:
‘Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? Is it a story about me?’
His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson:
‘I am writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil I’m using. I hope you will be like this pencil when you grow up.’
Intrigued, the boy looked at the pencil. It didn’t seem very special.
‘but it’s just like any other pencil I’ve ever seen!’
‘that depends on how you look at things. it has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on to them, will make you a person who is always at peace with the world.
‘first quality: you are capable of great things, but you must never forget that there is a hand guiding your steps - this is your inner self!! you are the only one who has control! - This can be your religion if need be i.e. God/Buddha etc.’
‘second quality: now and then, I have to stop writing and use a sharpener. That makes the pencil suffer a little, but afterwards, he’s much sharper. So you, too, must learn to bear certain pains and sorrows, because they will make you a better person.
‘third quality: the pencil always allows us to use an eraser to rub out any mistakes. This means that correcting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing; it helps to keep us on the road to justice.
‘fourth quality: what really matters in a pencil is not its woodeon exterior, but the graphite inside. so always pay attention to what is happening inside you.
‘finally, the pencil’s fifth quality: it always leaves a mark. In just the same way, you should know that everything you do in life will leave a mark, so try to be conscious of that and in your every day action.
By Paulo Coelho….
Why ask the way .. for any fate
And where our feet?
Is it enough, and is sufficient that we are able to walk ??…
Why search for songs to cry in a book of old
And ask our love! Do you endure?….
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She takes her clothes off and she says ,
Is it alright if I stay the night ..???
I don’t remember what I
Is it alright ..!!!!!
I am the Fallen
You are what my sins enclose
Lust is not as creative
As its discovery….My Sin.
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