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My hands, scalp skin mouth eyes never seem to be moist enough But they're ready to be used They're always used Just never moist enough All too often I feel like nothings ever enough I can't have enough conversations I can't be alone enough I can't have enough company I can't have enough music on my I-pod I can't get enough love I can't eat enough food I can't travel enough, especially without a vehicle I can't do enough I'll never be good enough I'll never be classy enough, kinky enough, bad ass enough, intelligent enough, hard enough I won't ever be enough I'm enough for me But all too often that's not enough to me.

Back then Back then People loved like hippies smoked like chimneys had many babies and barely lived past their fifties Back then they wore permanent curls and waves World wars sent masses to their graves And life barely began to get better for newly freed slaves Back then the Depression gave Americans a new goal Crooners and players gained a fortune from the hearts they stole as souls and ears were won to the world of jazz, blues, and rock & roll. Back then Sexuality was unspoken Defined outer beauty ensured "ugliness" was unforgiven Feeding deeper into the standards of lustful men killing the self-esteem of our many women

Lay It On The Table Real love is persistent. Passionate. Fearless, and confident. It's wild and crazy. It promises always and doesn't hide behind "maybe." It makes you smile, it makes you scream. It takes you higher and further than the deepest daydream. Real love isn't one of those one hit wonders. It's the best song on the entire album only meant for the owner's ears. Real love doesn't abuse misuse, manipulate or confuse. Instead it is strengthening, encouraging and gives new sense and clarity to Everything. Real love does not come and go. Real love is solid in its foundation setting its own course and direction and moves with

Reminisce I still remember the beauty of that jewel the sand that wrapped itself around my toes and kissed them at the same time. The honey-dipped sun that was always comfortable and undersanding never bitter. I still feel free when I think of being in those waters, warm. Gentle, relaxing. And so releasing! No other place can compare to one quite like this. No where else can take me back and give me the same feeling in my soul I had there. All the living things of the planet long to dwell here just like me. For the rest of my life with not a care, fault stress in the world, I will see it again. I will feel, breathe, enjoy and s

Your eyes the windows to your soul the mirror of your heart Like a telescope to the depths of my dreams Okay let me strip to the bare I can't see your soul And I can't see your heart but I do see your eyes. And they remind me of my dreams BIG! Immense, immeasurable, vast. Like my dreams your eyes are different. Every day, joyful one scene, bizarre in another and horrible the next. But that doesn't last forever, not in your eyes and neither in my dreams does the horror last. They move on to a different state. Your eyes are challenging, just like my dreams they look obtainable and so very easy. All of a sudden they change

Heard you moving today conducting streams, rhythm. Rivers of life, swinging right hanging left, taking forks. More exhilarated than horsepower. Symphony orchestrated, you told me. My oxygen has another source - air doesn't always get the trophy.

Soak, go ahead condense that moisture, still the humid breeze for just a second and come down on me. On everything. Don't be scared. Fulfill your purpose. Let it go. Release! Open the floodgates and bathe the world beneath you.

Sometimes a feel being a woman is such a chore like my best friend glaring at me for my belches instead of her boyfriend when he snores I was happy at the mall when i found this sexy little red dress to my surprise it's cute, seamless satin in all its glory was able to contain these breasts! the $98 price tag eventually dwindled my joy but it made me think why a gal has to pay so much for her fun toys Today I reveled in the wonder of having short hair low maintenance, less time, less frustration = adequate care And no one would DARE tell me I look less than great! Unless they wanted a straight shot to their empty grape A simple beau

OUTCAST! Because some of us weren't meant to fit in cause some of us weren't meant to sink in cause some of us weren't meant to blend perfectly in the pot OFFBRAND! Cause some people weren't meant to be commercial some people weren't meant to be popular some people weren't meant to be seen and heard by all Not rotting in the grave, nor bouncing in the cradle did your body have a stamp encoding a finite label. Squares fall in love with patterns but always declare war on the round table. GROUNDED. Cause some divas weren't born clear crystal-studded some divas weren't born sophisticated some divas weren't born simply exquisite

Stars can shine for a thousand years and they always represent themselves But there's always those few that outshine their peers, the rest can't seem to execute very well Thats because the rest are too busy trying to burn out the stars that are blessed! Meanwhile these blessed stars continue exuding their good gases the way roses do Never minding the funk of the jealous stars Stinking so bad its no wonder they'll never shine far. The blessed make way as they are You know they just wanna be like you good stars - but somehow they can't achieve! The rest can do nothing but cower with contempt so they continue and remain sour. Are