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December 24, 2008

Lithesome Tag-Lesley

Filed under: Celebration,Happiness,irony,life,perspectives,poetry — peopleandthings @ 4:11 pm
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The truth is that verse in Ephesians 5 recognizes the differences in males and females in Christian marriage and assigns different roles for. I really like this poem because it is the description between the differences in each for thoughts on romantic sex.

It’s A

Lithesome Tag


No one locates it deep inside

It’s just yours

They can’t find it

Even if they look

Yet, it’s pliant


Then one day some

Bee’s wondering ways

come round

Old in town

Knows where to

Shake it up


Bring you out

Find the spot that

Seems to hide

Just enough

To keep you


in your place,

Your mark


There he flies


For you

Saying the words that


In the dark

With your eyes


And he doesn’t even have wings




No moon light

To show you



Just wringing round

Hearing sounds like

uh uh


Finding peaks half way

Finding buttons

Down rays

Of sparkling dark



Lithesome tag

He realize it

And he’s got you twirling

round and round

His life

Right now


To surreptitious


Yet, with Bee you




Even though it’s still dim

You covet him

Down there

With your lips

You have no wings either

But, delicious


He likes your


For now yet, only hours

Have knowledge

of this place


and no friends can

find any space

to save you



to some

who would not

dare to come

to this hint


you have argued before

that a tag

is for sure

an open door

and now you know



Bee, he’s not through

With you

Just building lag

For your embodiment


When he’s done

When you’ve quit

Are you sure he won’t

Come back

Steal this



its just a lithesome tag

and you wanted Bee

to find it…


December 1, 2008


One more peak experiene in my life that happened when I worked in the public library.


There was a group of mentally challenged individuals who visited more than

most patrons. One morning at the information desk, I was asked to come over by one man

who said he wanted me to help him,

to help his friend,

email his mother,

When I arrived at the public computer, a man with cerebral palsy sat infront of the screen


a piece of paper in his hand.

When his mother had phoned last she gave him her email…..nice eh?



One soul

making me cry

Even before

I walked up to him


Sitting there

Looking at the screen


Wanting his mama


His friend

Had come to me

At the desk,

to say,


“My friend

Wants to send

An e mail,

To his




I understood his special needs

But it was

Beyond me

to help them both

Even when I tried 


In fact,

I feel,

I failed.




Yeah me.



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