Lyric1961 Wondering why chat rooms are sooooo boring... - December 06, 2011 add/view comments (0)

There is a place that others can't see ---Stored deep within and protected by me ---I occasionally visit this spot Whether I really want to or not ---As I walk through the door I look at the walls that once surrounded me ---I'm amazed at how creatively I've changed the rooms around ---And how simple changes here and there have made such a difference ---I walk out of each room with a feeling of accomplishment ---Proud of each decision made ---Yes, I replaced a chair here and there ---Moved a... (continue reading)

I want a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. A guy who kisses your forehead. Who wants to show you off to the world. Who thinks you're pretty without makeup on. The one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

I'm not a parking ticket and I don't need validation. I am complete in myself and take no prisoners. People feel as though they need someone else to validate them, but that mentality needs to stop. It requires a degree of responsiblity when you can't blame others for your screw ups, or for the things that happen in your life. We are individually responsible for how we develop and progress in life. Having said that, I'm not going to allow someone to "park" themselves in my life and think that I'm... (continue reading)

Have you ever been attracted to someone because of their scent? I met someone that I'm so connected to and LOVE the way that he smells. It's like...intoxicating. I was just sitting here thinking about him and wrote these words...

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I remember your scent
As it lingers in my mind
The essence of you
Your intoxicating elixir
That lingers and makes me long for you

I remember...
As I wrap my soul around the song
That plays forever on my body... (continue reading)

I just really need to vent...yesterday, someone called my job and asked for Room #222. After transferring the call, I realized that there wasn't a guest registered to that room. The call rang back to the office and I informed the caller that we didn't have a guest in that room. He then asked for Room# 220. At that point I asked for the last name of the guest that he was calling. The man replied, "I don't know her name...she's a hooker! I paused for a moment and replied, "I'm sorry... (continue reading)

When I look into the mirror I carefully search my countenance for signs Trying to determine whether or not others can see The history carefully hidden behind masked expressions I examine my thoughts and intentions Actions and interactions Review self Weigh truth Determine whether or not I am who I say And believe that I am And when all is said and done When inventory is complete I remind myself that Time is swift in its transition I must... ---Be greatful for moments of happiness and... (continue reading)