On the days when I feel strong enough to fight
I dig my nails in
Lift myself out of despair
Beyond the enemy’s grasp
Away from lies and deceit
And run straight into the arms of Jesus.
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Leaping Into Faith December 22, 2012
Amore December 21, 2012
At the core of all that is important
Within the truest of souls and most promising hearts
Beneath heavy burdens
Shining brighter than any other force
An energy more pure and honest than any other
The most needed emotion to be felt
Love.
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Eyes Of My Heart
He broke through
The mask I wore around my heart
The night he tenderly whispered,
“I see you.”
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The Lioness Within December 20, 2012
My determination is stronger
Than the kicks to my gut.
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So Much Pain August 14, 2012
Every nerve of my body, stricken with fear
to feel the closeness of another soul again.
The agonizing truth of the despair felt
when they left, turned their backs on me.
I don’t want to, but I need somebody,
unable to trust again, but I want to.
Sadness remains my closest ally,
admitting defeat casts embarrassment upon me.
I ache to love and be loved,
wishing how others valued me wouldn’t determine my worth.
The free spirit within demands to work this my way
knowing everything I touch is destroyed.
I am a wicked sin spitting whore, I warned you,
so many years of gathered pain weighs down this heart.
When crying is the only release I trust
and being wanted is the only unknown truth I crave.
© LR 2012
Unrealized Pleasure August 13, 2012
A thwarting tale of fantasy exchanged for reality;
void of emotion, pure animalistic desire rains over every engrossed thought.
He’ll never satisfy as well or love so feverishly;
for you, my true muse, are my soulmate, my last breath of thirst.
© LR 2012
The Best Kind Of Trouble August 10, 2012
Flirtatious words seeped into my flesh,
with each exchange my flower drenched in nectar.
Sweet surrender to the unknown,
I was caught.
The sexual beast laid undisturbed secretly clawing through heartbreak,
dying for a glimpse of passion.
Undetermined forces pushed us towards satisfaction,
our inner most needs to please, and be pleased.
Eagerness dared not wait another moment,
our plan fulfilled in less than a day.
“Shall I follow you,” he asked.
“Yes, my muse, follow me into the wicked slope of my sin. Ache with me to surround this darkness with an insatiable appetite for sex.”
The fruity fragrance of his kiss,
feasted on mine.
Our lips, our tongues, our souls pressing into the depths of light,
the life of our every attraction.
His craving for my body, my spirit, my beast to unleash,
I dripped with incurable lust.
An immeasurable instance and his length was wrapped in my kiss,
slow, tantalizing tastes of all I anticipated.
Warm sweetness soothed my ache, calmed my flesh,
released my every care.
Under the dark sky, cooled by ocean’s tender whisper,
we shared life’s greatest connection.
A promising tale of secrets overexposed,
a vulnerability like non other.
I bit my lip, kissed my muse goodnight, and smiled into my sleep,
as night comforted my lonely heart.
*inspired by you*
© LR 2012
Friends With Benefits August 9, 2012
I answered him in wafting romance, exceeding my expectations of anxious insecurity.
Brief moments of erratic sincerity and elevated bliss, he captured my desire for friendship.
Summer nights exchanged with memories of loves once known, I saw only him sitting next to me, indulging my mind with tantalizing tales and gentle compliments.
Fire lit our breaths, our inner secrets exposed to no one, dark surrounded our embrace, his room filled with engaging conversation and an occasional flirty caress.
His kiss fueled my obsession, sex running through my veins, my every thought, he left me craving his tongue in shades of cool water soothing my burn.
I walked away, regretting only that I didn’t stay longer, wearing my smile, holding my pink laced bra, twirling my curls, shattering any hopes of love, truly accepting our relationship for what it was.
© LR 2012
Writing In Ink August 7, 2012
Panic subsides as I reach for my pen
The pages on which I write breathe life into my story
These words are merely my perception, my light shining through darkness
Celebrating the real depths of my conscious
I settle into knowledge, allow awareness to overcome me
The power of wisdom provides me courage in heavy doubt
Little seeds, life not yet formed, were planted in my soul
With compassion, honesty, and sentiment, blooming has now begun
The melodic arch of the road yet traveled entices my interest
Unwavering commitment pushes me through challenges
Dictating my choices one breathy moment at a time
Taking alternate routes towards my steady destination
Unwilling to compromise my happiness
Success has yet to be determined
Uniformity has never been my style
I bleed for what I love, loyal to those I trust, indebted for that which has been gifted to me
Standing tall and proud on my own strength
Pouring severity into never ending peaceful waves of lively spirits
Touched and affected forever
My walk gleams with promise
The potential I once was, I am now becoming
© LR 2012
Like I Loved You July 31, 2012
At times like tonight, when I miss you so very much and my heart aches without you, I write and hope you’re out there, somewhere, reading my thoughts.
No matter how logically I can see that we weren’t meant to be, I still want you in my life.
I’m so in love, and so blind, and all I want is for you to love me too.
Tears stream from my eyes tonight; I need you here to comfort me.
Yesterday was a rough day and I want you to hold me, kiss me, tell me we’ll get through this together.
Why did you leave? Yet I’m so grateful you did; I hate that I see the positive in this change.
I want you back, that’s the truth, but I could never allow it, and that breaks my heart all over again.
I earnestly pray away my love for you, asking God to fulfill me in more satisfying ways.
Come to me in my dreams, release me from loving you.
Be kind, compassionate, and tender, and allow me to run towards what’s best for me.
Don’t be angry, or judgmental, or rude, just love me like I once loved you.
© LR 2012
Honest Love: My Sweetest Friend July 19, 2012
Oh sweet love, how you cover me in shades of delight,
you triumph the masquerade of doubt.
My time with you sweetens the kiss of solitude,
the mindfulness of humility floods my heart with appreciation.
Waking to the peaceful wash of gratitude,
I radically accept your beauty, your gentle embrace of comfort.
Surrender with complete abandon to God’s care and protection,
lead your recovery with grace and forgiveness.
Opened to the reality of strength through adversity,
your eyes see growth, progress, and compassion.
Focused on others, the greatest reward in giving,
you are wholly present and alive, living in happiness.
Dear, sweet Laurice, filled with willingness, amazed by your unwavering decision to walk in faith,
you long to spend each moment loving and believing your worth to God.
This honest love, honor and self-respect,
you will be your sweetest friend, as will I.
*This poem was written to me, by me. I’m learning that when I’m alone, I’m really with myself, and I’m loving the quality time I’m spending with her 
© LR 2012
The Untouchable Gift
Grant me a gift I cannot deny and watch me weave a web of knowledge
Within the abyss of righteousness an insatiable man is fed, hunger battles to survive
The growing angst, surrounded by walls of fear, attaches to lost desires attempting to root
Born to fail, disgust, and betray… I die, am reborn, and dive into the living word
© LR 2012
Enlightened Faith July 15, 2012
Each moment I spend with You,
Those that surround me matter not,
I see the fear, anger, and doubt of false love.
They want me, my soul,
To suck from me the true love that brews within,
Grasping at what we have in search for happiness.
The sickness, the sadness, the self-neglect,
Harboring their darkest desires for death,
Living only by chance, blind to reality.
I’m brought to You, where my thoughts are safe,
I’m home with You, embraced in security,
Laying with You, wrapped in You, in love with You, Lord.
We are right, a perfect fitting puzzle of harmony,
I hold You, tightly, You fill my heart with warmth,
Keep me close, where acceptance lives despite hurt.
You, my love, my God,
I want, I’ll fight for, I won’t deny,
Your love keeps me well, striving for sanity amongst the chaos.
© LR 2012
Writing My Journey
Fall away from grace and watch your world crumble, page by internal page.
A guide, who walked the path before, leads us towards truth.
The wicked gather to claim false histories, to fill our minds with empty promises.
Reach forward into unchartered emotions, know the beauty of surrendering to honesty.
A fate worth entertaining, striving to find our way, we join hands.
Miraculously, the pure at heart believe, thrive due to this knowledge, and never again live in fear.
We are few of many, kind of kinds, drifting by mercy away from the nature of sin.
I pause…
Breathe deeply…
And write.
© LR 2012
Words Without Meaning July 13, 2012
The flame that once burned
died with a single breath
Scraping the plaque from my heart
that fear left behind
Every memory confuses me more,
constantly distracted so not to remember
Tears stream sadness into my voice
cracking the definition of my existence
I am the love that God promised the world,
walking beauty into blind lives
Suffering not from heartache,
starved for the only One who can fulfill
Grave words haunt the night
and I sleep, yet again, with lies.
© LR 2012
A Heart Full Of Thanks July 11, 2012
Peaceful breaths of solitude,
the serene once again befriends me
Discovering new beginnings,
patiently I act
Sadness is not an option,
life awaits my embrace
I smile, an honest feeling of happiness,
the gift in being set free
Wholly present, with myself,
eyes wide open, thankful and pleased.
© LR 2012
The Collective July 7, 2012
Each note, thoughts misunderstood, a paragraph from life’s script where I no longer carry the leading role.
I trust, even through fear, I have faith that I will be okay, better than okay, someday happy.
Acting as if, gathering the tools needed to reap my harvest, listening, and hearing what I don’t want to hear.
A true gift, my sanity in the midst of chaos, all we are together, I love; I love and I love and I love.
Comforted by willingness, courage, and honesty; governed by strength, compassion, and forgiveness.
Pouring from our eyes, we gleam; experiences and future possibilities fuel our passion to heal, and be healed.
Ready, willing, and able, we walk forward, hand in hand; together we strive, together we grow, together we live.
© LR 2012
Apologies in Truth July 1, 2012
The soft melody of night comforts me,
delights me in the promise of tomorrow
and a new beginning.
The cold, chills beneath my flesh
worries my heart with the emptiness
that not having him by my side may bring.
Another gift I so callously brushed aside,
waiting for heartache to besiege me,
not allowing him a fair fight.
My apology, I pray, tethers to his soul,
breathes forgiveness into his lungs,
and offers me another day.
© LR 2012
Pursuing Pleasure June 28, 2012
A slow, unanswered breath escapes my lips
as he gently presses into me
The magnetic desires between us fills the room with heat,
a passion too great to match with words
An inch of ‘deeper into me I let you see’
floods our hearts with love as we begin to taste one another
His hands, powerful and unfamiliar,
caress my body with understanding, seeking to please
Overcome with sensation I moan, cry out in delight,
tightly hold his head
Eyes of wonder gaze at me,
inside my soul he sees
Connected now as One
our bodies ache to save each other
An act of pure love,
a gift given to me with no attachments
My pursuit simply ends,
I am home.
© LR 2012
Never-Ending Farewells June 26, 2012
Pressing doubt flourishes
the moment her spirit awakens to truth
Only she is capable of loving herself
through depths of enlightened grace
Less obsessed,
finally able to catch her breath
Feel the heaviness of these lines,
the desperation in the pauses
An unusual blue stare
embraces her in the calm, serene
A charm fit for royalty,
she spends the day as his Queen
Is peace at fault
for their anger, their shame
Will they be open, wiling,
able to transform
Looking forward to the day when goodbye
means, “See you later, my love.”
© LR 2012
