To My Future Husband Letter 3

Dear Love;

You possess a certain persuasiveness about you. I've been drawn back to respond to your letter a thousand times, with each time becoming relentlessly entranced by your honesty.

I've grasped your letter the miniut It touched my fingertips and clutched it to my breast. I've been charmed by your savy ways, and many times my mind led astray... I ask of God's forgiveness for allowing such intoxicating thoughts to tempt me.

But I write you not of lust but of love a love so dear that only the imagination could sketch such images.
My heart beats thunderstorms everynight throughout my body. And in that instant I realize I've been broken.

I've fallen completely in love with you. All that you are and all that I am when I am with you. Everything you do terrifies me. For days I've been asking myself if the moment has finally come and is it real.

When I'm away from you I want to hear about your day, How is work? Do you think of me often.

I've been beckoned to bed my body feels almost faint as I write you this letter...I will leave you with this as I rest my head on my pillow, I will hold close your letter and smell your cologn as if you were with me all along.

Your words pressed against me have become throbbing pulses, and your smile has imprinted itself in my dreams.

Good night my love - I love you....

To my future husband Love Letter -Two

Dear love,

It's been forever since I've heard from you. Not a single word of your well being. It's been cold and distant without you. We have been thus far seperated by miles. As I lay still in the night watching romantic movies and wonder on days of the past. Where you and I would sit amongst the poppy fields, everything seemed animated as we laughed at eachothers laugh.

No more kisses or tender caresses I've waited oh so long. I could almost hear you declarying your professed words of undying love. I wondered if you meant them. Your distinctive scent lingers upon my bewildered heart. I could almost see the taste of your kisses so haunting.

As I write these intimate letters to you. One could hope that someday you'll receive them and in return I pray that you will write back.

I could only hope that you realize that in this dire need of passion that it's you that I turn to.

In closing im all together embraced and sustained by the thought of knowing your love.

"The Prostitute's Dream of Living Large"

The faithful whore indeed.
A foul decaying body, fiending,
Huge brown eyes, with a stench so raw
Layers of yellow tar on her skin,
blood scars underneath the nail beds,
A taste of nicotine, profound
to the touch of fingertips.

Oh' Sally Sticksler, the prostitute on
St. Peter's Street. A beautiful lady
whose dreams were lost
in the storm.

Beaten, bruised, almost dead,
no one cares where
she laid her head.

Yo' Miss Sally Twenty-Dollar tricks for a fix.
Buy you a house to live in,
but twenty dollars you have to give.

Feed and Supply your needs,
"Now! Whore! Get on your Knees!"

Commen't-allez Vous, Madam, a diverse clientele.
Night falls as the moon
lights up the dark. The cold
breeze warms her body, a tinglin'
of crippling hands. Breaking her back
making the dough. Closes her
eyes, she's flying high.

Elizabeth, looks at me
with regret and tears.
I'm sorry Elizabeth
for the lies. Of living
high and spendin' big, livin'
under the bright lights.

Mr. Dawson's night club alley way,
a trafficking joint, I'm alright,
I'm on high ground now, closer
to death than I've been before.

Body sprawled upon the ground,
covered in beer and piss
from the trash and the night before.

Livin' under the big bright
lights I didn't lie.

Vous-lez Vous Cliche' Avec Moi Achez-sois?

Ding-Dong
the bell
has rung,
Ding-Dong
It calls to me.

Scouring to get up,
fill this beautiful lady's cup.
The church near by rings
its bells and hears my cries.

The Beautiful lady's raging storms through life.

Weeping Willow Tree

Weeping willow tree come dance
with me. Hear earth's cries,
a symphony. Dashing through the storms.

Weeping Willow tree marks its day
through summers glow, with leaves of golden
brown, orange and of red, hither to the ground.

Weeping Willow tree come dance
with me, singing bird songs
of whistling sounds of beauty on high.

Weeping Willow tree don't you cry.

Blissful thoughts.. of a RockStar's Edge!

I picture it like this.. your life.. my inspiration

Round the bend of to and fro
well go together to see a show
another day of counting crows
singing songs, lets rock and roll

droping beats so fresh and fast
living on two hours rest, make it last
Burning eyes and relentless nights
waking up to flashing lights

singing songs of oh' american pride
Lingering hang overs, lost lyrics
lovely women out of reach
taking in breath's large and deep

triggered memories of stage fright
stoping to have a drink, see a bar fight
on the road long and wide
drifters as we pass them by

Lonely nights of endless dreams
empty pockets and no other means
bleeding hearts and american styles
adoring groups of crying fans, come miles

Blister'd days of tireless stands
braided hair and some lost strands
blinking lights and loud crash sounds
amplifiers booming pesky pounds
the smell of whisky and of whine
yo' brother that cups mine

smoke filled air of weed and ciggs
off we go to another gig
eating fried chicken again and again
different town different friends
salads yuck! some soggy some not so fresh
different salads i love ceasar best

sometimes sneaking in chilli cheeze fries
putting extra pounds on my thighs
and texas hot dogs, tummy aches
where's the bathroom? there's the lake.
onion rings and sticky fingers
oh the smells of gas and food lingers.

this is my take of your tour
one to three im ready for round four!
take that ride and survive this trip
another grasp another grip.
hold on tight its gonna be a long fight
now's the time where i say goodnight.

The SunSets In Your Eyes

My Dearest Love,


neither words.. nor sounds.. nor music can express such elaberated feelings...that overwhelm my body with thoughts of you..


It isn't the way the soap carresses my hands as i wash them ..
it isn't the softness of a kiss.. but dare.. i say it is like the warmness of the sun as it sets in your eyes and beats on my skin.. as your heart beats in tune with my passions.


The emotions overtake my mind.. and with every dream .. like an artist that paints her picture I paint with each stoke of thought...


So when I dream.. I dream of you..


The darkeness is usually cold when you are away..
but the thoughts of you keep me warm when you stay


If It is written in the stars.. that we are destined to be
then my dream is bound to become reality.


My blood tingles to the sweet melody of the wavs of the air that you breathe out. Like flowers it is the erotic fragrance that entrapts me and brings me back when i am lost.


So when i dream .. I dream of you..


If it is said that I am your angel then so it shall be known that you are my wings that I depend on to fly.


If you are one for knowledge of what the heart tells you then my heart is longing to be..your sanctification.


Like the forbidden fruit.. Let me be your tempter..
As it is my hearts desire to shamlessly take all your purifications.


so when I dream .. I dream of you..


I want my joy.. I want my heart.. I want my love I want my baby...
In this i want you and all of you and as i take that bite.. of long lusting thirst I sleep in fullness.. from the drains of my
of my ever overflowing chills embraced by you.


so when i dream .. i dream of you.


I love you.

Rags to Riches -Grandma's Story

“RAGS TO RICHES”
Grandma’s Story
5-25-90

“This is a true life story of my Grandma that she wrote
when she was younger”


Your probably wondering why this title you will know as I go on, with the story of my life. My life was not a pretty life, it was sad and of suffering. When I was born in 1934, I was born with a skin disease called Exyma from my head to my toes. I was one big scab. My father always took care of me. My father was the one who took me to the general hospital wrapped in a sheet, so people would not look at me because I looked terrible. But I remember one day when I was 9 years old, I woke to my mothers crying while I slept my father had been rushed to the hospital where he died. I was so hurt cause he had left me and I had 5 brothers and 2 sisters, that didn’t want to be around me because of my skin. So I grew up Isolated. When I was 13 years old a doctor took interest in me and put me in the hospital and started giving me treatments at 15 I had brand new skin, Long hair down to my knees. But I still felt hurt and angry, but at God more than anyone, when I turned 18 years old I was engaged to be married, my boyfriend was in the paratroopers then, he was in anchorage Alaska, one month before he was to come home so we could marry, he and 3 others drowned in his jeep. Again I felt that hurt and I was really angry at God. So at that time all my friends had gotten married so I married a friend of my brothers. Only to be beaten and left pregnant every time he went to jail. I had 2 girls 4 years old and 2 years old and I was 8 months pregnant when my husband was sent to prison for life I was happy for this. But once again when I gave birth to my son they found cancer I was so angry, I had never prayed or read a bible. But I prayed as well as I knew how, and I told God to forgive me for being so angry at him for taking my father and for all that was happening to me in life. I had only 6 months to live when this happened then I prayed. All of a sudden a couple of days later I felt different I felt free but I didn’t feel sick anymore. I went for a physical and no more trace of cancer. Why Rag’s to Riches? I was 30 years old when I got healed. My life is so different sine I took jesus as my savior.
He is my best friend he is the one only, who took the raggity way that I felt and gave me riches. By riches I mean I feel good about myself, I know that I have a lot to offer others, I don’t put people down I help lift them up.
Another good thing that’s new in my life is Chavez & Associates. Mr. Magnus, you have helped me so much cause sometimes when you spoke loud to me, I didn’t know what to do cause no one ever did that to me, without me yelling back but you see those are the Riches I have in me I can take it and I will make it. I have grown more and I feel so sure of myself that I’m going to make it. I don’t mean to preach but I want people to know that there is nothing impossible in life. I was determined to live and I did, now I am determined to make it in this field. Thank you Lupe.