I often dream of,. Myself in her arms,. Embraced by her warmth,. Engulfed in her charm,. Playing with her wild curls,. Looking into her dreamy eyes,. Whispering dirty little tales,. Kissing her neck softly,. Playing with her mind,. I kiss her lips tenderly,. Relaxing her body her mind,. She is mine alone,. I want to make love to her,.

BUILDING AUTHENTIC MEN WHO LOVE GOD, LOVE ONE ANOTHER, AND LOVE THEIR NEIGHBOR. Longing for Our Heavenly Home. Now we know that if the earthly tent which we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven not built by human hands. Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed by our heavenly dwelling, because when we are clothed we will not be found naked. If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do? .

Abonne-toi à mon blog! Voil a la xsara du rallye de ploubezre. Elle est tro belle non? .

Sunday, October 11, 2009. In class we were instructed to get into groups of two and write a poem according to the description on the piece of paper we pulled from the hat. My partner Vince and I got Irony as the type of poem we had to write. My acting had no room to shine. On the daring paramount stage. I received the bare minimum wage.