Thursday, July 20, 2006

A song

Kiss me on my neck - E. Badu
I want somebody to walk up behind me

And kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
I want somebody to walk up behind me
And kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
Been such a long timeI forgot that I was fine

Just kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
I want somebody to walk up behind me
And kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
If you want to feel meBetter be divine

Bring me water, water for my mind
Give me nothinBreathe love in my air
Don’t abuse meCause these herbs are rare
If you want to feel meBetter be divine

Bring me water, water for my mind
Give me nothinBreathe love in my air
Don’t abuse meCause these herbs are rare
If you want too feel me babyBetter be divine

Bring me water for these flowersGrowing out my mind
Give me nothin’ just be gentle

Breathe love in my airUse me, don’t abuse me,
love meCause these herbs are rare
If you want to feel meBetter be divineBring me water,

water for my mindGive me nothin
Breathe love in my airDon’t abuse meCause these herbs are rare
If you want to feel meBetter be divineBring me water,

water for my mindGive me nothinBreathe love in my air
Don’t abuse meCause these herbs are rare
If you want to feel meBetter be divineBring me water,

water for my mindGive me nothinBreathe love in my air
Don’t abuse meCause these herbs are rare
I want somebody to walk up behind me

And kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
I want somebody to walk up behind me
And kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
Been such a long timeI forgot that I was fine

Just kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
I want somebody to walk up behind me
And kiss me on my neck and breathe on my neck
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Saturday, July 08, 2006

Comes The Dawn(Author Unknown)
After a while you learn thesubtle difference

Between holding a hand andchaining a soul,
And you learn that lovedoesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t meansecurity
,And you begin to understandthat kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head held high andyour eyes open,
With the grace of a woman,not the grief of a child,
You learn to build your roads
On today because tomorrow’s groundIs too uncertain for plans,
and futures haveA way of falling down inmid-flight.
After awhile you learn thateven sunshine
Burns if you get too much,
So you plant your own gardenand decorateYour own soul,
instead ofwaitingFor someone to bring youflowers.
And you learn that you reallycan endure,
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and learn…And learn,
With every good-bye you learn.
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