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Everyone has a voice, in a matter of speaking.  Some of us speak through our mouths, other with their eyes, and still others with writing.  When I am angry, or in love, or horney, whatever it is that is the impetus for my writing, it happens.  I choose to share it with you, although I warn you, tread lightly on the hallways of my private thoughts, you never know when it might profoundly affect your life.


All of these works are and have been written by L.C. Giffin unless otherwise noted.  Please respect the intent of the writer to share.

 

 

January 31, 2002

 

It slid down so smoothly like water dancing over my body

his light touch and the feel of his breath on my back as he kissed lower

his tongue swirling over my skin my anticipation mounting

while it traced my tattoo he moved his hands up my back again

 

He took a hold of my shoulders and lifted me up to him

on my knees now feeling his chest to my back

his hands held my neck and turned me towards him

kisses my lips so sweetly I became lost in his body again

 

The music makes me delirious and his skin is hot to mine

he pulls my hair a little my back arches away from him

my hips pull closer to him and he whispers in my ear

and I say what he likes to hear... he has me now but maybe I have him

 

I reach behind me and feel his hips so warm and strong

I lift my arms up while he kisses my shoulders and neck 

I caress his head while his bite marks me to remember the night

and I ask him... please......

 

 

Side of the Road

January 30, 2002

 

Before you

I walked at the side of the road

safe from the traffic safe from the flow

then you came along and tripped me

as I caught my footing I found myself

now in the middle of the road

 

There you stood behind me

whispering in my ear

I could have it all 

if I just let myself believe

I felt your hands around my waist

urging me on to let myself go

 

The life passed by so quickly

both sides traffic flowed past us

and still you hung on 

and it was there I came to live

the yellow lines of the highway clear

and my feelings for you dear love

 

Then I turn to see those pale blues

to embrace the love that found me

and as I turned I was left only with your smell

I looked to either side

almost tripped and fell

and there you were, safe at the side?

 

You smiled and waved

even yelled out to me hello......

but you would not come back

it seemed the traffic was too fast for you now

your fears for being in that moment clear

even though I already know you by heart

 

You shout something

you say I wouldn't understand

but I say I lived that before

it doesn't change a thing

and you think I am just saying that

but it is true

 

This life has been patched 

with much happiness and pain

and in that at times a little sorrow comes to stay

which brought me to that side of the road

where I was so safe until you came

and now here I am in that eb and flow

 

There are no preparations to be made now

there is a path if you choose to see it

the traffic will go around you

if only you choose to run with it

Come sit with me in the middle of the road

with life on both sides living it fast

 

Be with me and feel that breeze again

of what we had what we could be

just you and me here smiling taking it in

I can't leave the middle to get you

you have to know I am here waiting

my hand outstretched to you, my love for you

 

After you

I am in the middle of the road breathing

in the life you have shown me I have

still believing what we had is what shall be

wanting only for you to take that first step

towards our love and what it can be

 

 

 

Staying in the Spotlight

January 30, 2002

 

I feel the night you left like a off-beat heart nagging for something more
and I know that I can't change this, but maybe I can
that is what I have to believe in, the ability to change
you asked me once to let you not be too far gone
how do I know when that is?

You make me break in two one part longing one part apathy
makes a sorry tea party you must admit
the mad hatter isn't buying this round of drinks
he left the party a few weeks ago, but I am still here
waiting with my pretty dress owning my dreams like you wanted me to

I told you once you didn't claim me yet I was yours
and I ask myself this morning is that still true do you still have that
ticket
or have you thrown it to the dark passing river
let it flow far away so that you can be lost in your dimension
one that lets you lose time and time again

Or if maybe you keep that ticket like a movie-stub-memory
to be pulled out to remember the moment
so as to not lose sight of something once had
something that was new but became dirty by the past
but could be new again if we gave it that chance

I see you there in the river now sometimes you swim
sometimes you seem to sink and I can't see if you are just diving instead
I worry for if you dive too far how long those lungs will keep you alive
or will they be crushed under the depths of the waters so dark
and take your soul from your body so it swims forever away from me

There is this place we were, blissful, forgiving, understanding
a place that had no past, but only a future and a light you once spoke of
your broken wagon you feel holds you back I know, but wagons can be fixed
and dreams once bottled to be forgotten can be released if you only breathe
I trust in you, not blind but instead just knowing and I wonder if you know

I can hold onto the string let it crush me even though I go on
the actors took their places and the next play is already starting
each player preparing their lines, their love, their star for the poster
outside
maybe this time you are just the audience, wishing the stage neath your feet
or maybe you choose to leave the playhouse alone

The script isn't written dear love there is always stage for more
the programs haven't been printed and their is still a lead role open
the second-class understudies ready for their part but the director not
willing to give in
in the middle of the stage, spotlight on me.. I sing the song of you
yearning for you to enter that light with me....



Marks

January 20, 2002 

The marks on my skin minimal
to the scars on my heart, both permanent now
as you dance toward me and away from me again
the music seems to fade from your ear shot

I walk away into the dark hall alone
I have been here before dancing to my own music
this time your music lingers in my mind
I can't seem to let it go quite yet, should I

I hear you hum again in my ear
maybe trying to scare me away
maybe trying to keep me near you still
but you don't know either I suspect

The light is still ahead and I see it clear
the warmth of your hand I still feel it
even when others are offering the dance
I yearn for you, long for the chance

 

Appetizer

January 26, 2002

This is a bunch of lines that came out of me while I was at the concert.. they are choppy and will be pulled into some form but I want to get them down.  They don't mean anything about anyone.. they just wrote themselves while the band was playing.

 

You pull it straight out of me but I know I can take it back.  You fondle my intentions like some sorry-ass dream of forever and something else.

 

And the music was heating me up and I was dancing my hands on my thighs and I don't want to bring you because you lost your beat so long ago.  And I want something you can't give me.  I want you only to destroy you, don't you know I just want your soul you fuckin sell out.  I want to eat you up and spit you out because you are just an appetizer to me and again I ask the waiter for a real piece of meat.

 

And when he is fucking me you no longer live, you were some pink teddy-bear fantasy.  Go back to your never-never land because you are just a fuckin appetizer and the real meat is on the way and I know it will be so good.  I could fuck you one more time but how cheap would that be like ordering nachos for dinner.

 

You assume what you see is all you get well fuck you and your blue eyes too because it all rocks in me and little did you know it would be so fuckin good.  If this is all you believe in then you were always blind and what did I see in you.  Where is the party because I am gone on the next train.

 

Buying Souls

January 24, 2002

 

What else can I do to show you that I care

you know that I can take you far away from here

and bring you a life you only dreamed

and you can lift me up from where I crawl here in the dark

 

I close my eyes and hear you take me away

you thought you were taking from me, but no 

we could share it all we fed it all but do you see

the dream is almost gone now do you still see it there

 

My breath is heavy while I stand there still

waiting for your voice to say what I wanna hear

but the laughing moon holds you in her grasp

so cold she is, only warmed by you the bright and giving sun

 

But you ripped it all away threw it to the drain

washed it down to the sewers below

and I stand on the edge it is slowly crumbling beneath my feet

and I am dying inside to know what you dream at night

 

The water is rising up on me and I can't beg you to stay

and I hate this part, the part where I fade away from you

I still hear your heartbeat and it isn't beating quite true

but the moon beckons on afraid of her shadows that grow

 

I slip and fall into the dark waters taken away

far away from where we once were, in love, I whisper

and under the water to a world I haven't known before

a world much colder but still a small light of hope

 

They store my soul in a jar on a shelf now

waiting for the right buyer to pursue no longer a discounted item

it is a rare one they say, one that had a true love

they shine the jar it's precious contents only longing to be free again

 

And that moon she tries to outshine that soul on the shelf

she tries real hard but she is only reflecting your love

her own soul a cold hard uninhabitable rock

and that blues guy plays on while my soul sleeps

 

And you keep walking past that shelf, something draws you near

but you can't quite put your finger on it

maybe it is the dreams, or that soft song in your head

but maybe one day, you'll remember to buy that soul

 

...and I will be yours again.

 

 

 

Back Seat

January 21, 2002

 

I have thought about it a thousand times since I saw you sitting in that car of yours.  The music flowing out the windows while you slowly turned your head and smiled at me.

 

We had just met, I was so shy and you weren't quite sure either.  But in that moment, seeing you there my mind took me so far beyond where we had gone or where we would go.

 

I saw us there.. a warm spring night, driving along some back road.  The windows down and the sunroof open and some hardcore beat coming out over those speakers of yours... with each thump the bass would drive a vibration right down between my thighs and make me want you more every time I gave a side glance at you.

 

I didn't know where we were driving, we just felt like a drive.  I was wearing a sundress with a sweater.  I can see myself sitting there now strappy sandals and my purple painted toenails.  

 

The warm spring wind comes through the window and lifts up the edge of my dress and flirts with exposing my thighs but I slide my hand down my thigh and keep it in place.  You reach over and take my hand and the wind takes over again.  I blush a little and you smile, your eyes squint up at the side and I know you are there with me right then and there.  The rest of the world doesn't exist in that moment, just me and you.

 

I lift up your hand to my mouth and I begin to kiss the tips of your fingers, and like you always do you pull back a little, maybe conscious of your calluses, maybe afraid I will bite.  Then I kiss your palm and then hold your hand to my face and I love the way that feels.

 

I smile and ask you to pull over by some field so that we can walk in the night air while the 1/2 moon shown down over your now moon silver car.  We can hear the crickets as you pull over and turn off the car.  I reach over and turn back the power so the radio still beats out everything but you and me.

 

Can you tell at that moment how much I want you?  Can you read my mind and know where my thoughts are taking us?  You let me drive your car more than once, would you let me drive you now?

 

The control now within my kiss.  I tell you.. I have an idea.  You give me a look, that puppy dog look you give when you know, but you want to be lead.  

 

Our kisses make me wet and wanting more of you and I ask you if we can go into the back seat.

 

You sitting right in the middle of the seat, your feet planted on the floor and I slide back there and straddle you.  I am sure you feel how wet I am through my panties but that doesn't matter while I bite into your neck and you pull me tight to you.  

 

You have done it before, and would do it again but this time it felt so different when you slid my sweater off and my shoulders showed in the light of the moon.  And you knew.. you reached up under the back of my hair and pulled it hard and my head pulled back and I felt your breath on my neck while you took in my scent.  You knew that drove me wild.  I pull my head up a little and then you pull it back again and bite my neck and then tend to the bite with light kisses and you whisper that word that melts me into you.... and I am yours...

 

The Rules to the Game - How to have an Affair or be a Mistress

January 20, 2002

 

There are distinct rules to the game and here they are:

 

1.  You must be 100% honest will all emotions/plans/intentions as well as who and what you are with your mistress.  If not then you risk her uncovering your game by accident.  The power of your affair is in the teamwork between your mistress and yourself.  

2.  A mistress should always be intelligent enough to understand the game as long as she knows she is in the game.

3.  Always treat your mistress better than your spouse, she deserves it for the secrecy she protects.

4.  Realize that if you have a mistress that your relationship is not the real love you crave, otherwise you wouldn't have a mistress.  (Exceptions to this rule are deathly ill spouses who can't perform spousal duties.) 

5.  Realize that there is no competition between your spouse and your mistress because your mistress is always better than your spouse otherwise you wouldn't have a mistress.  Your spouse is hamburger your mistress is the finest cut of meat available.  Your mistress is usually the woman you truly wanted in your life.  It is your choice to take second best by staying with your spouse, you suffer the consequences.

6.  Realize that it is time to leave your spouse when you find yourself frustrated with not getting to spend time with your mistress or the day you face the fact that your life is your own to live as well as you can, and if your spouse and you do not share the best life you think you could have, take that control to live.  Don't mistake time invested and comfort as the "best".

7.  Don't expect your mistress to not date, she does after all face the fact that you have a spouse that you go home to.  No promises no expectations except for what you both agree on.

8.  Plan at least one daylight rendezvous per month, if possible an overnight stay over, it adds to the affair.

9.  Never tell your spouse any details to the affair.  If your spouse discovers the affair, keep the details to a minimum.  This covers any future legal issues.

10.  Always have some form of communication open between you and your mistress that can be relied upon if there is a problem.  This should be able to be used 24/7.

11.  Mind, Body, and Soul, your mistress may feed one or two of these but can never give you all at one time unless you leave your spouse.  It is a trade off.  She has to protect herself this way.

12.  If you find yourself not just loving your mistress but being in love with her, your life will never be the same and you have to decide to live in an unhappy or incomplete marriage or go seek what you desire.

13.  Your mistress usually can give you so much more than your spouse, she is better equipped, that is why you risk your marriage to be with her.

14.  If your mistress is just sex, it will always be better than sex with your spouse because if the mistress knows that sex is the goal, all inhibitions die.  Note your mistress must know from rule one that this is the goal.

15.  Your mistress is the person you can be yourself around there is no reason to impress or tell tall tales, as in rule #1 100% honesty is very important.  If a mistress is aware she is a mistress then she thinks much like you do and can tell if you are lying and will be disappointed.  She will often lose interest because you are treating her like your spouse by lying to her.  She is impressed by you alone.

16.  If you are a mistress, make sure you are a mistress.

17.  Everyone must know their place.  A mistress must accept that she is a mistress and as per the honesty rule from above will understand why she is the mistress, at least for the time being.  She also knows that there is no promise her lover will ever leave his spouse.

18.  A mistress must never give 100% of herself to the arrangement.  She is not getting 100% and should know that if she gives 100% then she is losing herself.  

19.  If you ever leave your spouse and resume a relationship with your mistress, know that she cares for you regardless of your infidelity to your last relationship, she loves you for who you are.  But know that she will also know if you start to be disloyal to her.

20.  There are several types of mistresses, the ones who seek power and money, the ones who just seek sex, the ones who are themselves in an unfulfilling marriage, then there are the special ones.. the ones who believe in you more than your spouse does and craves your spirit as well as feeds your spirit.  If given the chance both of you would bloom in a real relationship.  Because she knows of your darker side (obviously b/c you are having an affair with her) she can and will be the person you always dreamed of, and she believes you are the same, otherwise she wouldn't risk the part-time relationship.

21.  If you were single and met your spouse (who would not be your spouse yet) and your mistress (who would not be your mistress yet) as 2 single women, you would most likely choose your mistress, as mentioned above she is more of what you want/need, she is the one you might have waited for if you had not met your spouse first.

 

So those are the rules.. feel free to email me if you have any comments or additions...

 

The Flowered Kite

 

January 19, 2002 Written October 18, 2001

I ask myself if my eyes were closed
when those little bits of my soul were stolen
I saw the little spots of blood
my heartstrings were to be broken
And then there came that day
when my eyes no longer sealed
a temperate wind blowing strong
o're the fragrant lilac field
Then I knew that things came to change
a lost moment again found 
a thought taken during midnight
kept in a box tightly bound
It came to pass as it often does
a dream influenced by real life
reality tasting the dream
no longer holding the knife
A barren heart now filled
reflecting the times to come
hopeful effervescence
a simple truth to not be out done
The night calls quietly still
your eyes to mine the breath begins
no longer are we suffocating
no longer suffering our sins
As the day passes over
a bright blue filling light
singular in its nature
we are both holding the flowered kite
It flies above so high and so proud
no longer hanging from a store shelf
having a life of it's own
so much greater than just itself
And I look to my side 
my eyes now open as far as they can be
and its your breathtaking smile
that opens my heart doors and greets me
So if the wind should slow
and almost come to fail
I know that it will be the truth of our hearts
that keeps that kite assail

 

 

What it is like

 

January 16, 2002

 

What was in my heart from the start was so much more

I knew you were impossible, you were too perfect

how could someone like me be so lucky to have you

someone so not perfect as me, someone so not perfect

 

You made me feel perfect at times even when I knew I wasn't

you made me feel like this spirit inside of me was all you needed

now I wonder if that was a lie or if it was true

But you just didn't know how to make it all come alive

 

I think about you, the smiles you had and the way your hand felt in mine

How could something that felt so electric to me be nothing to you

I don't want to believe it was nothing I want it to be more

but time will tell the true ending of this tale

 

I wanted to be with you and share parts of me that were asleep for so long

I wanted to awaken in you what had also been asleep

and feel the power in our two souls really feeling each other

and hope that we had the chance to see it all through

 

I know the truth, more than you know the truth

and still I believe in that love and spirit we shared

the dreams, they keep taking us there again and again

I just wish you saw that and wanted that too, but you found another way

 

So I pile my thoughts of you into my words and let them fly 

the darkness keeps coming but the more I push the farther it goes away

and I look at the time now lost between us but we won't know

until time has slowed us down and one of us has wondered for the other

 

My love like a secret compartment in a hope chest

always there, with it's secret for only those who know to open it up

you still have the key,  you always will although I wonder if you will lose it

or keep it close to you to remember how simple, our love

 

A love that pulled and inspired that questioned and responded

something so simple as a passing touch or so complex as making love

like two virgins we came together in so many ways and my spirit hummed

life is what she be, cold sometimes, warm others but we all know

 

What will be true out of this may never be seen

we will always be able to find each other if the world is forgiving

then we will know what we truly were to one another

and we can dance in those memories of love living our forevers

 

 

 

The trouble with you

 

January 15, 2002

 

The trouble with you is that you aren't ready for me yet

I can growl and bite but that won't make you see

I can see the glisten of my sweet juice on your lips

your soul is not all here but I can fuck you anyway

 

I like it when you take me from behind let you think you know

when you haven't quite caught up with me yet

I wish I wasn't so far ahead so I could be with you in this moment

but damn it, you made me not even fucking care anymore

 

I see it laying there like a tossed away rubber

I point and show you, you ruined what we had, now its deflated and ugly

you pulled it off so fast you didn't even let yourself feel the warm

did you really come when we fucked or was that just me taking it all in

 

And now you think I am angry, you see a darker side

you gotta be wondering what else you missed or what I hide

you don't even know what I could open in you

but that is you waking your day fucking another and closing you

 

Do you know what you are losing do you have any idea the cost

of what you are throwing away, for the time you lost

you know  your chance one more to go but you wont spend it now

you would rather waste our fucking time on a show

 

And this damn thing ain't suppose to rhyme

I'm not suppose to give you my words

but I know they soothe you when you think at night

while you are laying there after fucking her right

 

But see I come self fulfilled the sex meant nothing to me

it was all just a time filler between the true stuff we be

and I am hiding away this tear and saving up my little dime

until we both can be fuckin real and know our love at the same time

 

 

 

Asking This Once

January 14, 2002

 

Rocking my body towards yours again

and I never knew this dance before but it feels so good

You don't claim me yet I am yours

you pull me on top of you and I see your world unfold

In your eyes I can't see this broken fate

but you explain that it is ok and love is in this place again

 

Can we play that song that brought us there

can you handle one more groove while my soul takes you in

Can we play that song that brought us there

can you taste me one more time before morning takes you

Away.....

 

We come closer than we had before

and I taste your kisses a guardian to my lonely sleep

Your hands touching my side

the way you love to touch that spot below my breasts

So different is your love

I can't take it and my body shivers while I come with you

 

Can we play that song that brought us there

can you handle one more groove while my soul takes you in

Can we play that song that brought us there

can you taste me one more time before morning takes you

Away.....

 

One more time to make it all count

like a dream card pulled for a fantasy lived well

The clock drives you away

your exit music plays sad and sexy but fades to soft guitar

An alone guitar and a cold heart

they don't dance anymore and I pull up those covers alone again

 

And you may know what  you do

or be lost within yourself

But I am only asking this once...

 

Can we play that song that brought us there

can you handle one more groove while my soul takes you in

Can we play that song that brought us there

can you taste me one more time before morning takes you

Away.....

 

 

Pageant

January 13, 2002

 

Slam the loneness home don't let me be alone

The wind growls your name and I am numb with pain

Don't let anybody know the secrets we've in toe

Those are ours to keep I'm still taking that leap

 

The crown of wire your love's retire

I stumbled to the stage in second place parade

The talent was mine but she's had more time

And now I dance aside you fill with pride

 

Can hate fill and carry me still

No truth be known I can't throw that stone

I'm better than that they say and pat

My back missing you and your words what they do

 

My heart to still call but the truth to fall

You are where you are while I cry in my car

The judges remind her duties are lined

To bring you your life no longer her strife

 

The car pulls away and in it you'll stay

She waves to the crowd her eyes so proud

Her crown a fake but now it is her fate

To believe in your being and see what you are seeing

 

Can she hold the position she's told

Five years on the thrown maybe never outdone

This second-place princess won't be so careless

My love is true always and true passion stays 

 

The Cadillac  now gone was I just a pawn

Will the dust bring you back when your heart does lack

In the passion we shared the way that I cared

Time will herald the truth while I sit in the diner booth

 

Waiting with coffee for you...

 

 

The Reach Out

January 4, 2002

She reaches out into the midnight
feels nothing but the cold air
she hears the whispered promises
but doesn't feel them real

The lighted street sign ahead
trash is the way she feels
but her heart insists no
but sometimes doubt silences

Hung on the rack
with all the other clearance items
her second best label showing
the discount tag on her chest

Tries to pull herself down
the hanger tears off her wings
and now she is stuck on earth
with no one else around

The TV blaring life
she doesn't own the clue
she just created it to dance
on the line at the edge of the time

What she should believe
apathy her best friend growing close
pouring her tea and listening
until she falls asleep again

Jolted awake by questions
no answers to know or feel
the frustration taking shape
pulling over her a blanket of pain

Crashed Into I Don't Know..

December 31, 2001

I crashed into something, I don't know
The cuts run deep but the sutures are strong
I went running through the woods
Not looking to where I go
And there it was, like a torn nightmare
Controlled by the dreamer

Doubt kills in vanity you should know
The life you once knew so easily returned
When you backpedaled did you hit the spikes
Did they rip at you like they did before?
Or did you find them now to be dull
So you can so easily change your mind

Maybe it is the plastic life you love dear Ken
Run back to her Barbie-doll world
With matching cars, and never an argument
Your lips painted in a smile, your hair to never move
If you should change, her world wont match
And she will find another one to adorn her life perfect

And here I am, nails, choppy, hair, mangled, mind, thinking
Cold but wanting heat but unable to control this dream
Or should it be a nightmare cast upon the night
The music is quiet your I dont know loud
Dont you know that all fades when you shut up
And just listen to your song

Dark Deep Blues

December 19, 2001

Man of the darkness
bring your angels dear
crossing all the boundaries
I hope to see them here

The claws came fast and hard
bringing on the scars
wretched weeks of healing
closing windows to the stars

Nipples fondled through the gown
while held on tight to the bar
memories of the night
the best we've seen by far

Drenched and hear the scream
not long too hard to bring
taken for dead in the grave
ripped the heart from its strings

And the train passes over the grave
the coffin rattles two asleep
bound for the great nothing
forever more brown dirt deep.

10/29/01

Sunday be it divine with soft subtle kisses he greeted the night and stole away my heart....

His breath still found, the skin of my neck quivering fearing not that the world may disagree

This man, his mind pulling me in, knowing only that his life must be his own, speeds my pulse and frees my soul


I know his taste now and how his arms feel when they wrap around me  strengthening all the dreams I once held


In his touch he absorbs me I feel myself slipping wanting to be with him.. feeling him consume me


And... he knows

10/25/01

 

Singular floating leaf

along the river flow

purple tinged with red

like a fire burst and glow

 

My soul weary floating here

the light from above guiding

I'm washed with the sun

darkness brings loneliness sliding

 

My hand dipped in the cool fall water

my reflection wavy and cold

the days used to be long

now the nights are old

 

There across the way

I see you dip to drink from the spring

I know you from a lifetime before

I know you won't want anything

 

But to love me for the dream

that fate left to breathe

all inhibitions gone

it is the trust in  you I'll leave

 

 

10-21-01

The petals touching my lips
a slight hint of the past
not tainting only humanizing
your tender kiss

Making you real
as I still did not believe
a brush of excitement growing
not easy nor wanted to resist

Home alone now needing
needing to hear something from you
wanting to be more
but knowing the moon will tell us the time

Some of your songs
fill me for now, Brandy knows the plan
I am filled with content
and the joy I have been yearning for

The night bringing dreamy thoughts
soulful and wanting the reality clear
what was once afraid to want
now desires more of your kisses

10-17-01

To understand the petal
of the softest rose
To understand the touch of ones hand
and how my love for you grows

Looking into those eyes of yours
makes me lose where I've been
and wanting to get close to you
I don't even know where to begin

It amazes me how your lips move
when you speak your mind
and how much I want to touch you
not knowing what I'll find

I take it step by step
even though it is new to me
the softness, the intenseness
longing to be free.

 

Leslie's First Attempt To Write A Song

10-12-01

Chorus:

I need to know if you're with me

I need to know if you dare

cause if I'm about to start fallin 

I am takin you there....

 

I don't care if you aren't mine

I don't care what they say

because baby your are so right to me

I don't care what I have to pay

 

And some people say

that it just ain't right

but I'm not going to start listenin

without a good fight

Chorus:

I need to know if you're with me

I need to know if you dare

cause if I'm about to start fallin 

I am takin you there....

 

There was once a time

not so long ago

when I dreamed that you could be

and now I see that it's so

 

So don't tell me when it won't work

don't tell me when to leave

because I don't know those words

their foreign to me

Chorus:

I need to know if you're with me

I need to know if you dare

cause if I'm about to start fallin 

I am takin you there....

 

 

 

You step into the light

A shadow whispering for years

Never wanting to stop and wonder

Or be broken by tears

 

The softness of your hands

Reaching through the dark

Wanting to know you more

My skin to hold your mark

 

Unknowns are the apparent

The tingles filling my every pore

Waiting with anticipation

For that night you walk through my door

 

I know the world brings you pain

It drains the life from you

It takes your dreams and cages them

Sometimes crushing things you do

 

But in the darkness where I dream

I am thinking of you still

You aren’t alone in this big world

Because it’s my heart you fill

 

With thoughts of caring tenderness

A distance and time away

A fantasy wanting to be real

Thought of everyday

 

Just know that no matter what

A caring friend I will be

Even when life screws you up

You’ll have love from me

 

Friendship and Love a story without an end..


We all know these times do come
when someone is suddenly gone
the story is left undone..

We feel that we are lost
we feel we lost the chance
we feel the worst has come to pass

But we all know the truth
that life is what it is
a fine little dance in time

Some of us have a wilder dance
some of us are calm
but most of us just enjoy the ride

We have all lost someone important to us,
some more recent then others,
but know that they are here with us

They may dance silently while we think of them
but they are in our hearts, our minds
their time will never end

So this holiday season,
stop and think of those we lost
remember their smile and their ways

And know that they are smiling now
watching you in your day.

L.C.Giffin

10.09.01

Do you own your dreams
or is it the barbed hook
that rips into your flesh
and pulls you deep into to the book

Like a scavenger you cling
to each puffy white cloud
the dancing tootsie pops
are your screams out loud

You thank someone
your wound a jagged mess
the blood tastes salty on your lips
you always expected less

And like a rabbit
you begin to bite through
gnawing at the bony meat
of what was once so true

Once you are free
you think to yourself
this gash will heal
another scar on your soul's shelf

This too will pass
as they often say
and while your heart is healed
it is your essence that pays

The beast is looking the other way
while you clamored for the train
to a place of sovereignty
no longer is it plain

Your hands are scarred
cheeks stained with tears
that the feeling is so great
liberating your fears

When they write the story of you
they will truly understand
it was a sacrifice to normalcy
that made this unplanned

But in that perilous
journey we make
it is your soul's desire
that you finally take.

10.08.01

the music flows
she feels it first
like a low warm feeling
deep down inside her soul

she closes her eyes
her heart slows
she lets it fill her whole body
while it slides through her being

she breathes with the beat
it caresses her fingertips
it brushes over her hair
and fondles her body like an unseen lover

her chest rises slowly
then quicker the music is taking over
her mind is filled with the sounds
her fingers now drawing circles

the thunder rumbles on outside
she gasps as the growl fills her even more
her body is tingling
tilting her head back the music takes over

as the song nears an end
her body now charged
she feels her breath slow its pace
and the music settles her soul.

10.07.01

I have never taken this path before

are you sure you know the way?

My feet hurt and I have grown tired

but do you even care to play

 

I brought you the heart

sad in it's little state already

but you promised to protect it

I see it lays at your feet, heartbeat steady

 

I took it that the passion wouldn't lie

that it would whisper truth in the night

until I found the blood by my side

where you cut  me with no fight

 

Sorry, is all that you could mutter

while the funeral of our love proceeded

and my used soul lay discarded

and then, the anger swelled unaided

 

A dark voice came from the vacant place

that used to hold our love

that dark voice full of hate

never to be out done

 

She screamed for her pain

and wanted you to pay

she never did that before

the moon gave her permission this day

 

And now you think you know the truth

you assumed it would all be true

just a matter of time you thought

until she is done with you

 

But what you failed to see

is that her love was true

the kind that lasts forever

until the skies were no longer blue

 

To the time that death would take

the ever present walk

and take you from her sleeping grip

then to your spirit she'd talk

 

But now that you have hurt her so

she doesn't know what to do

because even though the pain is so great

she is still in love with you...

L.C. Giffin - October 6, 2001

 

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10.08.01

I take it you are waiting for the touch

the kind you won't forget too soon

the kind that draws you in

and takes you as it's crew

 

The soft way that her hair feels

while it dances on your thighs

and her mouth encircles your head

and all inhibition dies

 

Whether she spits

or takes it all and swallows

you know that it is so damn good

it is she your hunger follows

 

She may know your story

or not even care

but it blows your fuckin mind to know

that she took you on your dare

 

And when you feel to come

she takes a big bad lick

and takes you deep inside

and suckles on your prick.

 

And that juice just bursts

and feels it on her tongue

its salty little tingle

while your cock shot like a gun

 

Then she takes up her curvy body

and slides her tongue up your thigh

she finds her lost way

and leaves you with a sigh.

 

L.C. Giffin 10-6-01

 

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Invitation

 

I am inviting you to be my love
to take this journey
instructed from above

To learn to keep within these confines
to hope to sleep to believe
in its design

you are so special in your way
to make me feel love
like the morning feels the day

I want for you a love so true
a time to spend
and ocean blue

Don't ever doubt my heart's little words
lead by emotion
sometimes flies like birds

But know that when the night makes its call
it is with in your arms
I wish to fall

 

L.C. Giffin 8-29-01