It's In His Kiss

There is a lot to be said with this particular line of a song.  It certainly rang true for me a few years ago.

The chemistry had been there for years, and we both knew it, he was 10 years older than me, but age is nothing especially when the feelings are mutual.  He is sweet, kind, extremely good looking and whenever we would see each other we would just look into each other's eyes and everything else around us would become blurry.

He kept saying, "if you really believe it, it will happen", "be careful for what you wish for" and "follow your heart".  The same applied to him.  For some reason there was always a wall between us, neither of us knew why.  I gave him a lift one night to a different pub to where he normally went, but instead of getting out off the car straight away like his friends, he leaned over and put his hand on my face and gently pulled me towards him and kissed me.  It was so soft, it was just like something you only ever see in a film.  He stopped, looked into my eyes and kissed me again.  He got out of the car and I hadn't even noticed that it had started to rain again.  All I could smell was his aftershave, I started to smile, he went his way and I had to sit there for a while soaking up the feelings that were floating around me.  I eventually managed to drive home.  Until our next encounter, if it ever happened, I could only hope and keep on wishing and believing that it would once again happen to me and I would again get that floating feeling.

Thought of the Week

The creative spirit lurks silently within us. You won't find it by looking but then again you won't find it by not looking. The strange thing is that if you look hard enough your creativity will come and find you.

Our Hero

I see you everyday
Through the eyes of our daughter
She’ll never know her father
But she will see you in her reflection

I tell her stories and show her pictures
She looks at me so proud
She wears your medal on her heart
But guards it with her life

She tells her friends and teachers
“My Daddy’s a hero, but he died in the war”
I know you’ll watch over both of us
If only we could hug you once more

Today is her birthday, six she will be
And the present she wants most is to see you
We have brought a wreath of poppies with a single red rose
With the message, “My Dad, My Hero”

You are a hero to many
Your country, me and our daughter
She grows each day and is the image of yourself
You will never be forgotten, you’re our hero.

Lips of a Stranger

Have you ever watched from a distance

And imagined kissing a stranger?

To wonder what they would say and do

As you held them close

And gently brushed their lips with yours

Would they respond to your touch

And kiss you back?

Would you be strangers any more?

Will it take away the excitement

That has built up over time?

We were strangers for a while before we met

But had passed words of love

Expressed feelings that were locked away

And trespassed in each others dreams

Strangers with a distance between us

Time could hold us apart no more

And the distance between us joined

A relationship bound forever and a day

Strangers we were no longer

As our lips finally met each others.

One Night Stand

I gave in to the temptation of lust

To have just one special night 

I knew the consequences I was to make

And the guilt that would follow me around

To feel his breath on my skin

And his touch on my body

I closed my heart to feel the magic

That we both made that night 

The magic of our entwined bodies

Feeling the heat and the ecstasy

As only two bodies joined together can feel

But the ache would grow when he turns and leaves

I knew he was with another

When he came to me that night

But I pretend he was all mine

Just for the naughty pleasure of a one night stand.

World Goth Day

Firstly, happy "World Goth Day", to fellow minded goths out there.

I suppose you could say I have been a self proclaimmed "goth" since I was 25yrs old.  I admit I started late there but at almost 36, I am happy to say I still follow the goth way of life (unfortunately I have to tone it down a bit for work).  I took that first step and dyed my naturally blonde hair, jet black, and I have not looked back since.  I always wore black clothes anyway so I was already halfrway there. 

Tell me this, how do you meet likeminded people in a town where you are the only goth?  Simple.  You use a computer.  I had my friends (very girly) but, they accepted me for me.  Admittedly they did try a few times to get me to wear pink or some other bright ridiculous colour but they finally gave in to my way and let me be the person I am today.  I used to get the odd stare or comment, sometimes it hurt but most of the time I ignored it.  My friends would give me the comment, "You rock", quite a nice comment really besides, who else were they going to borrow black eye make-up from on Halloween?  They certainly wasn't going to waste their own money just for one day.

What kind of Goth am I?  I am a hopeless romantic who loves the works of the great poets, Shakespeare and listens to the music of "Within Temptation, Lacuna Coil, Serena, and have to admit have gotten in the The Black Veil Brides".  Am I an evil person? No.

Why should we be classed as self harmers, moody, suicidal just because the way we/I look?  We wear dark clothes and listen to dark music, but we are still human.  And now we have a day to celebrate this.  Today was the first time I heard of it, but it is now engraved in my mind and it will be a date that I wont be forgetting in a long time.

Enjoy yourselves out there whatever you have planned for our day to be as one.

Author Interview

I thought I would share with you my first author interview.  It was done last year but better late then never.  Also whilst you are checking my interview out, please also check the rest of Lisa's site. 

http://beyondtwilightfictionreviews.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-very-excited-to-have-interview.html

Children of the Flower Power

Here is my 5 star rating and review of the Children of the Flower Power by Carroll Bryant, http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/282049253.  It is a great summer read, but then it is great to read any time.

Leap Year Proposals

February 29th only comes around every 4yrs.  Apart from St Valentine's Day, it is supposed to be one of the other most romantic days, where the woman gets to propose to the man.  I have to admit, I thought about proposing to my other half even though we have been engaged for the past 5yrs.  If I thought it would make it move towards setting a date, I would have done it.  In his eyes, we are happy the way we are, why waste thousands of pounds on one day and a piece of paper to state the obvious.

I can see his point when he puts it like that, but it would be nice to have the wedding of my dreams.  Due to the fact that I have already been married and at the time it was the wedding of my dreams (well almost), I was the ripe old age of 19 and I made the biggest mistake of my life.  I had the big fairytale wedding that every little girl dreams of, only I wasn't marry Prince Charming.  Well, we all learn from our mistakes right?

I have had the practice run, but now I know how to do it right, only I also know it is a dream that will probably never become a reality.  Maybe he will surprise me one day and give me the Gothic wedding in a castle, I just hope I am not too old to walk down the aisle when that day comes.  Maybe we will just forever live as we do now.  Happy, together and in love.  Soppy I know, but I suppose why ruin a good thing.

On a happier note, a big congratulations and good luck to all those women who dis propose to their partners and got the answer they were hoping for.

Daydream Believer

Yesterday saw the sad passing of yet another music legend.  The forever young looking, Davy Jones of The Monkees.  At the very young age of 66yrs, Davy Jones fell asleep, but his his music and monkee antics will live forever in us.  Rest in Peace Davy Jones, you will always be our daydream believer.

Ghost

I was dragged kicking and screaming to see Ghost the Musical the other month with the girls from work. OK, a slight exaggeration, but if you have seen the film and loved it, you would definitely love the show. I was pleasantly surprised. I did, I suppose think what everybody else has thought, how can you turn Ghost in to a musical?  I am glad to say that it worked well.  The effects was pretty good, it certainly leaves you wondering how it was done. Before you ask, no I did not cry just like I did not cry in the film, maybe I do have a heart of stone after all. It is definitely worth thinking about.

Complete Power

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have complete power over another person?  It can be a very interesting situation.  What would you do or say to them?  Would you carry on with your everyday life or would you use the power you have been given?

It's just that I heard someone say, "I own your arse", and my mind started working overtime as you could imagine.  I know that I am certainly intrigued!