INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

"Are we going to the party", she asked, knowing damn well she didn't want to go? "I don't know, do you want to go", he replied, knowing damn well he didn't want to go, and neither did she? She arched her butt into his pelvis and they spooned even closer. He squeezed his arms around her even tighter. The two lay nude under the covers as the sun set on a warm summer day. They both smelled like the waves of the beach they had spent the earlier part of the day relaxing and drinking at, enjoying silence. He kissed on her neck gently and could sense her slight smile on the other side. "We could go", he said. "Yeah, we could go", she also noted. But neither moved. It was as if there was a welcomed overwhelming force of gravity holding them down in that bed. He moved his hand and cupped her breast as she entangled her feet in his over and over again. Neither of them had even opened their eyes, as if there nothing to see. Their imaginations we...

Have you ever been outside on a summers day and caught a sun-shower.... This is the purest reflection of life It's the mixture of sun and rain like the pleasure and the pain The beautiful struggle of the pursuing the life I realize that this moment reflects me the best Because when I look in the mirror I see a beautiful mess The sun is, when it's the funnest, me and my runners Flying through the city posting pictures for the world to see But you never saw the rain and the pain When I get home and I'm alone as can be. Or a single mother, losing her lover, Raising them kids all on her own Never home she working hard as can be But when she gets a day off, The hard work creates a pay off Holding her child in her arms always setting her free. The sun is feeding the flowers just like rain is But what's insane is, how they're viewed so differently Because in order to grow, to reap what you sow The pain amplifies the pleasure to the hundredth degre...