Some of us are fortunate enough to find that “Special Someone” that one person who comes once in a life time; this is a story of two people who took a chance in the game of love and WON. This is…

Special Someone
By LIMITLESS

She looked with an intense stare, He viewed her with an engulfing glare, both seeking for their love to share with their special someone;

They both sunk deeper into one-another’s heart drowning in the intoxicating peering of passion.

Wanting to find that special someone they risked all for this love game to be won,

still, they came even closer daring to leap into this lust pool.

He used every tool in his arsenal, she knew his advances contained life changing chances, emotions held at bay behind glances which changed to face to face stances.

The urge to find their special someone grows into visual dances, eye’s flicker with light like stars in night, if your quite you might even be able to hear the pounding of two hearts yearning to be complete,

then!

the silence is broken by the reach of an arm extending, his hand open, he waits for the first taste of warmth from another, she accepts his invitation- as if she always knew he would be the one to pull her through this

lust-field,

love-filled,

lust-thrills,

their love heals the void filling the desire feeling new Life’s fire contained in a story still being written the ending shrouded in mystery, but this they know for sure, that the search for that someone special exists no more….

There’s things I want to do while I have the opportunity; instead of waiting for the dusk of my life I would rather live life in its effervescent Sunrise, leaving nothing undone, this is…

Taking My Last
By LIMITLESS

When it’s time for my time I want to be able too say I lived life to the fullest ever completing every aspiration savin’ nothing for later;

I want them to say I did what couldn’t be done when comparing my life to some the response should be there is none I am one of a kind taking my time appreciating everything that was used to complete Me perfectly weaving my dreams into what’s seen

before I take my last seeing the present open know’n the pain from the past is no-longer spoken before I take my last I will have already past through the glass too become one with the reflection, polar: me, myself, and I at one with Spirit, Soul, Body, complete in Father, Son, Holy

molding me into the man you see before I take my last I would love too have known the coast of Italy free falling from thirty thousand feet stretching the boundaries of caution-

forget living life on the edge-

I wanna inhale, close eyes, and launch before I take my last,

I want to adore my great, great grandchildren teaching them the ways of this family union passing down a wealth of inheritance, keys to excellence;

before I take my last I would Love! To hear, “well done my Son.”

Before I take my last breath passing from life to life never tasting the bitterness of death I want them to say,

“He savored every breath– as if it where his last”….