You Nude

Shades of blue
 Hues 
Food coloring sky 
You nude 
Apple orange pie 
Kisses 
Smoke rings
Bliss filled things


Cynthia LuvbabyLuv

Fright Delight

Tingle down spine ,chilly fingers touch my mind ,
screams quietly yell ,
"What the hell!...was that fake or REAL." 


Cynthia LuvbabyLuv      

Sensation

Senses infiltrate each space,

erotic pauses,

thoughts sweat laced.

Moved but motionless,

time spaced.

Cynthia LuvbabyLuv

Don't bring me down that hole

Impossibilities BLACK HOLES Leading to brain dead IMAGINATIONS Where once THOUGHTS Through inspiration rich vessels FLOWED Who'd of known NEGITIVITY Once grown ....FLESH TO BONE Cynthia LuvbabyLuv

Gate 44G now sitting in seat 16c off to Salt Lake City

We are currently in Utah attending the Sundance Festival 2012. While here and on our flight I was inspired to write. Flying high above a cloud sea sky Bumpy potholeless air road It's about setting sail Riding the kites tail Becoming a bird with wings Navigateing towards new and adventurous things Cynthia LuvbabyLuv

Internet Options

Hello!

No I don't remember signing anything , not sure what you mean.

Your ready to take my soul! Where are you calling from?

Hell! Excuse me sir, no need to curse.

You collection agencies are so relentless.

Whats all the fuss.

 I told you sir I am not Ms Roberson , but Mrs Robertson with a "T".

I think you have the wrong person , have a nice day!

Now let me be.

The devil perplexed realized the  voice recognition dialed the wrong number

but loved the ease

 at which he could find almost anyone pretty as he pleased

with the new smart phone he received

after collecting on a debt from an ol chap that  didn't want the hassle of paying the cancelation fee

He made a pack with the devil for that and a few more things.

 How much easier the business of soul collecting was going to be

thinking of them thinking like me

My heart drops when my expectations of others falls short of how I imagined them to act, to think.

 Why dont they do their utmost to care about things just the way I do.

Doing things the correct not incorrect way.

 I know they are capable human beings who can do more.
As if its only a bore.

 Shouldnt they love to do the right thing starting with their choice of words and actions.

How do they sleep after doing all those things.
 Are they blind to the fact that they can see.

 All my precious time spent wondering, worrying, thinking of the way they should be.

 Thinking of them thinking like me.

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 I wrote this after a discussion about whether or not butter was best left on the countertop or in the fridge. One might think this is really not that important unless they were the one who felt otherwise and a light discussion became filled with reasons one may or may not want butter sitting out .Each person feeling that their point was the correct point. In the end the butter remained on the countertop to remain spreadable but also a source of contention. Im thankful we all have our own thoughts even if everyone thinks it would be best they were all the same.