Premature death denied innate need to provide maternal love, temporal direction helping her children love themselves learn to express their affection finally, teach them self sufficiency although severed earthly connection mother managed the tasks from heaven placing good women along my path with precise intuitive frequency thus she still mothers by proxy
Jan and Cecilia angelic nurturers sent first mothers of good friends while reaching adolescence worst when living with family came to forced end ...
I lost my life's anchor at six when mommy got sick and died memories of her were too quickly eclipsed when by desperate need my search began for that love only mothers provide.
Scant five months postmortem pragmatic, engineer father determined to solve our motherless problem married a pretty, blond divorcee with five kids of her own dearly she loved her progeny with little affection shown for my two sisters and me
Creative, free spirited fellow Amiable, mellow, deep thinking dude Malleable mind imbued curiosity People pleaser no scarcity of charm Angers rarely, harms none with intent Ill will often spent chastising himself Great wealth is found in human connection Never sated sensual predilection for intimate romance Eschewing the expected dance instead steps in time to self composed beat Recoils if micromanaged not due to conceit or pride
Stated simply, the master inside demands authenticity.
Noble and lofty aspirations flourish exponentially and flee all less-than consternation's when immersed in symphony scores of instruments harmonize proving peace and beauty thrive when passion’s purpose unifies
Both heart and soul are cleansed and comforted By sonata, nocturne or barcarole
I can hear dearly missed grandfather talk when on solacing cello Yo Yo Ma plays Bach
Tingles, my body permeate mind soars In sweet romantic fantasy sensual desires satiate ...
Lips were custom made to the mouthpiece of one's horn None other labra will fit. To make unique noise, for this you were born. Your song can’t be played with the same pitch or poise. Unless you stand up, shoulders back, and in confident fortissimo toot it.
We all are tuned for excellence. Designed to harmonize together. Universe suffers dissonance. If one hides their music forever.
The climb to consonance begins when one mounts that first stair Take your seat, learn from the Master. And one day you’ll...
childhood joy appreciably grew when I found The Motown sound middle aged boy many years flew still I tug that whistle cord singing “TOOT TOOT” with the Pips In the living room dancing with my fun-loving big sis arms water wheel, synchronous hips swaying to Spinner’s, O’Jays and Temptation’s hits
Temple of free expression infuses me with avant garde cool in unified jamming session unique instrument voices pool Dixieland, that happy contagion, the first memory of...
Sublime spectacular season Periodically punctuated by pollen sneezing Reveling renewer of all living things Infusing the soul with elation that sings Nectar inebriated frenzied bees fly Giving matchmaking service to flowering plants Tenacious protagonists in fertilizing dance Idyllic temperatures lure humans outdoors Making love with the sunshine that Winter abhors Enthralling time with joy impregnated Spring, harbinger of new life created