Life and Soul

On morphine and the final journey to death…

Ying Yang

Ying you dear, sweet, cute, cuddly being

The energy, your love permeates all you do

Limitless & boundless no end to your light

Your gaze penetrating

Your touch warm and slight

The only one to make me feel to continue, rise up and fight

The touch of your body makes me tingle through the night

How can I sleep with your embrace so tight

Every little look, expression on your face

Cuts right through me with spiritual grace

You make me aware

Make me want to check all that I am

Curb my habits to conform to your plan

Stand up, take stock, be all your man, your lot

I find I have no wants except to be close to you

Any plans and intentions put to one side

As my thoughts turn to your desires and needs

My only want to see you pleased

Take any worries or bad thoughts that you may have

Find the solutions, do all that you ask

Unconditional, no tie, give all my energy to you

And more, to see your smile, my happiness task

Girl I hope this feeling endures and lasts

Each day at a time, moment of now

Enjoying this amazing feeling your bring to me

Union in being a pleasure to be

All wrapped up in loving thee

Ying, Te Ammo, mi amor, do you see….

No Money, No Honey

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Where is the love?

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Ecuador -Part 8

Life is certainly cheap, the people have always been poor and the politicians & big business have always been corrupt. They rush around the city “As if they own it” in the big American blacked out 4×4’s, police escort, sirens wailing.

The locals call them “cabrones” the thief/rat.

The majority of the Latin people seem humble and genuine, possibly a result of not having too much in life like the west, great value is placed on family & friends.

When my ex Cecilia first moved to England from Ecuador around 7 years ago her first impressions were, I Quote
“You English you’re so cold, you have no respect, no love. All you are concerned with is money & status”
She went on to explain in disbelief about how we treat our parents when they get old. “You just send them away to a home when they are too much trouble, this would never happen in our country” You know what, she’s dead right; you would be hard pushed to find a nursing home in Latin America. Read more »

Sunshine

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Shower Matt

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Sweetness

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This Life

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