Monday, August 8, 2011

Motivation

Motivation is a dedication to my heart...my soul...my mind...
     To ALWAYS be ... there ... for ... ME.
Motivation puts me first - on a throne - and will sacrifice...
          friends, associates, and even family ... potential loves...
               WHY?
                    My motivation knows my true worth.

Motivation, therefore, gives me purpose - For I, now strive, to show its efforts are not unfounded and will reciprocate its actions.

Motivation ... true motivation ... is felt deep and never fades, even when the storms come ... unconditional love.

Motivation ... can be fought off but will never lose, for it knows its purpose.

Inviscible, unbreakable ... never to be torn apart ... a rare connection ... Motivation.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Words From the Heart

As I slowly wake...the scent of your skin arouses me to a comfort zone I will forever hold in my memories. 
A tear slowly trickles down my cheek at the realization that the love that once was is temporarily separated by all the things we promised never to let interfere. 
The sound of your voice - still a memory in my heart - reminds me that two souls torn apart will always find their way home. 
This connections surpasses words - no possibility of definition - it's just simply felt...and treasured. 

I lose breath throughout the day at the mere thought of another intertwined within your arms - MY security...MY protection...MY comfort. 
As I gasp for air I reminisce of the times when our smiles were endless with pure happiness. 


The music that once brought joy now brings tears and heartache as those moments seem so distant. 
I cling to the past and pray that they will someday return...even more romantic...even more loving...even more sensual...because you are...
    my destiny, my best friend, my soulmate, my comforter...
          my Motivation.

Monday, August 1, 2011

He is...

An unconditional feeling that transcends the test of time..
He is my strength before weakness takes its toll...
He's my youth before stress and years allow me to get old...
He's the hand that reaches out to me before I fall...
He's the voice that gives me security when I hear him call...
He accepts my faults and assists me in the direction of the right path...
He allows me to apologize and never uses it against me...
He is the voice that whispers in my ear when I'm down that I'm not alone...
He is the feeling of protection...
                                        happiness...
                                             He is...LOVE.