Finished Sunday
With a cool sea breeze
Monday morning offers
A refocused reality
You can relax, Sunshine
I don’t want
What isn’t meant for me
Tag Archives: Goals
The Ride
An optimal spread begins,
Causing a continuous feeling,
To beautifully occur,
When one submits,
To the current’s lead.
Starting high,
Ebbing with ease,
Rushing over,
Her middle throughly,
To finish slow,
Peacefully relaxing,
Exhaustively lapping,
At what he couldn’t achieve.
Distraction
To be a content woman
Her dreams have to include
Thoughts of happily ever after
Whether with or without you
Either path has her succeeding
The beauty in her expression
A perfect crystal clear mirror
Distraction looks good on her
Decisions
Rolling through our blue sky
Only problem, which way do I go
With or against everything I know
Mistakes will continue to happen, daily
Praying my path brings me to you safely
Rolling On
Pursuit of dreams
Like the fog at dawn
Rolling on
Eerily, they watch
Why do dreams chase
Honing their place
I offer nothing, officially
Still they consume, thinking
I feel them wrapping around
Enveloping
Encouraging
Enticing
My needs
My desires to prove
I am everything,
He created, beautifully
I can be me
Soul, mind and body
Never losing sight
Cherishing Heaven
My goal
Forcing authenticity
Those who contradict,
Try to detour, I’m told
The wicked one’s goal
Keep true
Allow them a view
Inside your heart and your mind
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 