Rain

Rain

Cleansing, Peaceful, Drops
Relaxing My Soul Throughout
Quiet, Gentle, Fall

Oh, The Pleasures of Guilt

You capture my gaze from across the room
Time ceases to exist
Lost in your elegance and beauty
Mouth watering
My senses peeked
Smooth
Soft
Creamy
Desire longing to be fulfilled
Closer you approach
Heart racing
Oh, the aroma
Sweet
Refreshing
Heavenly
Savoring the moment
Anticipation
Ready to plunge
Pausing
Teasing
Closer still
Within reach
A gentle touch
Too much to endure
Can wait no longer
You glide pass my lips
Tongue tickling
Silky
Velvety
Rich
The heat intensifies
Fire
Melting
More
Must go further
Intensity
Plunging deeper
Your cherry pops
Explodes
Oh the sweetness
Overwhelming
Satisfying
Calm
Relaxed
Finished
Oh, how I long to taste you again
Hot Fudge Cake with Ice Cream
How I Love thee

Irish Old Man

Irish Old Man
by Brian Russell
the old man

I'm an Irish old man
So I guess I have luck
My riches aren't plenty
Not nary a buck

I've been through some hard times
But I've muddled through
With God's grace and mercy
When life has been blue

I've tried on my own
To make it all right
But it took His great love
To walk through the night

Now an Irish old man
Is Lucky they say
And though mine's been bad
I'll bless you today

First I'll give you the key
To a happier life
Make friends with His Son
He'll help with your strife

Christ will give you His love
His strength and His shield
He will show you the way
But your will you must yield

An Irish blessing from me
Will not mean a thing
If that's why you came here
Make Christ your King

I'll leave you this blessing
From an Irish, not Keats
May all your requests
Never end in defeat.