Lost in thought
Thoughts of you
Yes I’m caught
You’re the glue
Crazy Glue kind
Not your Elmer’s Glue find
Baby, I’m so stuck on you
And you without a clue
Good morning my beautiful people. I give thanks for all the great things in my life. I love writing and appreciate this website because it lets me share with the world my writing. I appreciate all of you who read my content. It means a lot. May you all have a blessed day. Thank you Universe for another day. Namaste
Guady G. Muah.
Dear beloved Pen
I am a paper yellowed and forgotten, for on me you have chosen to write nothin.
How I miss your point gliding upon me so! Now you keep away. Oh so much woe!
Remember when we met. Yes! Yes!
You were leaky, abandoned and forgotten. I liked you and invited you to write on me somethin.
I didn’t care about your barrel size or your clicker being old. I still let you write on me the stories you never had told.
Why did you stop letting your ink just flow? Come back! I miss you so!
Have a beautiful day! May your pens not get leaky. May the holder not be sneaky. We are beautiful paper to be handled with love and care. May fools not come on us and cause tears.
As night falls, I desperately search for your missed calls.
As dawn rises I realize your absence is not a crises.
The person I need to be loving has never left my side.
I am that person and there’s no reason to hide.
So run run run and let me be!
I don’t need you to be happy!
Hugs from Brooklyn
When you’re pushed by life against the wall
When you’re lost and don’t know what to do at all
All you have to do is choose to love
It’s a blessing from above.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Happy Monday Everyone! Isn’t love grand?
Today was such a trying day.
I wish I had your strong arms to fall into at the end of it all
In your arms I was safe
In your arms I was loved
In your arms I always wanted to stay
But sadly you went away
Sharing that special moment has exalted me to jubilee!
What I wouldn’t do for another glimpse of thee!
Ah, my precious loving one
Your mouth says one thing yet your lips
Your lips with their gentle kisses express something yet more wondrous!
To be held again by thee
Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Yes! Yes!
Is something I desire so ardently!
To deny myself is to place myself in bitter woe.
Alas my sweet tough one…
Speak! What says thee to me?
Don’t ever let anymore destroy your passion for loving. Keep living. Keep loving. The person worthy of it all shall arrive. Keep the faith. It’s a journey. Namaste my pretty people.
Hugs from Brooklyn always.