Is there anyone here?

 Sometimes there's an unspoken connection that you cannot shake, nor can you deny it.  A moment so rare!

Currently Nearness of you! By Norah Jones see related

I can feel each moment as if endless.  Painting each and every sensation that runs through me. You took over all my senses.  I don't understand.  I can't put it into words.  So I let go and just choose to feel.

Ask me where this passion comes from and my answer will be "You"

You bring out the passion in me
Entice me to be wild and free
The way you hold me close
makes me as frail as a rose

Your gaze awakens fire from within
your touch now a part of my skin
I close my eyes and my senses rejoice
now guided solely by your voice

I'm held by your scent
an aroma so heaven sent
safe and secure in your embrace
like a blanket of silk and lace

I surrender to this bliss
spiral into this passionate abyss
Your name now my innermost melody
Our love an erotic rhapsody

Can you feel this intense emotion?
This sensual seductive notion?
Entwined in gentle tenderness
we are forever merged in sweet caress

I want to stay this way for eternity
Immersed in our alluring fantasy
I long for nothing more its true
for I want only the nearness of you....

Currently Never Say Never By Brandy Almost

ALMOST seems to be the theme.
A memory that's more like a dream
A situation born from the extreme
Where nothing is ever what it seem

A love that you swore was true
The only person you ALMOST fooled was you
A wish that was truly overdue
No chance of making it through

An encounter at the wrong time
You wonder if this is ALMOST a crime
There really is no reason or rhyme
Waiting for words from a mime

A talent for harnessing potential
A believer of ALMOST quintessential
Trying hard to make it all official
Still it remain nothing but confidential

A collection of moments so rare
Touch that ALMOST no one can compare
A gaze that renders all air
Your soul now truly bare

A time that never seemed right
Where connection was a fight
Communication began to be in spite
How could it ALMOST stay upright.

A belief that your heart was real
That maybe now I can ALMOST heal
Waiting and wondering for a reveal
A broken heart was the seal

A group of truly lonely days
where explanations were a maze
Now turning into ALMOST a chase
Leaving nothing but a haze.

A second chance that is lost
Feelings that are gently tossed
A heart that is now covered in frost
A whisper in the dark...ALMOST! 

Sometimes it's better not to understand.
A broken heart is my reprimand.
I need to learn at least after the 2nd time.
Promises from a renowned mime.

Some people only want what they can't have
Once they have it they split it in half
A talent for sabotaging good things
the king of relationships without strings

Lies drip from every word
Excuses that are just absurd
Not a thought for the hurt you cause
You deserve a round of applause

Please gladly take a bow
You fooled me again somehow
What happened to "I'll be here"
Sweet nothings to my ear.

"I'm home" you once stated.
I foolishly believed and waited
I thought you had changed
Overlooked all that was strange.

"My love" was REAL to me
Why couldn't you just leave me be
You chased me remember?
Way back in December?

I tried to be with you
Tried to show you what's true
You said You'll be better
Then abruptly you sever.

They say karma can be cruel
It has one definite set rule
I felt it yesterday thanks to you
Are you ready for when it hits you?

I feel sorry for you
You missed out on a love that's true
You might know when someone is real
But you have no idea how to feel

I laugh now at "Perfect fit"
funny, I was the one willing to commit
I was the one eager to give
You gonna ask me again to forgive?

I'm not looking for a response too
It's hard to trust any word from you.
In fact there is nothing i'm expecting.
Hey...I'm just reflecting!

Currently The Spirit Room By Michelle Branch see related

She looks out to the distance once more

It's almost like a folklore

A clear and salty mist

Whatever happened to that sweet kiss

She finally found the good in goodbye

She finally forgot why she had to try

She never thought this day would come

She can feel nothing, but numb

This is why she had to be strong

It's for correcting the wrong

There really is no one to blame

Things just don't seem the same

The respect just faded

The love became jaded

She feels for the lost years

Grieves for the wasted tears

I guess it really wasn't meant to be

That in this life there is one certainty

That time will pass on by

and there is good in Goodbye...

The more I think about it
The more I realize the similarity
its  surreal and uncanny but
she and I seem like the same entity

I write it all here on this journal
and she does the same
And as things go wrong
she and I find only ourselves to blame

The men in her life are plentiful
and some are certainly jerks
isn't that awful?
coz that also drives me beserk

I have that same horrified look
when I step on the scale
and I hate to admit that upon a hook
hangs granny panties so pale

Could it be I am more like her
than I will ever understand
A size 4 would never fit my rear
for it occupies its own land

It has its own zipcode you know.
and when I walk I hear it wiggles to and fro
My mom says I have big bones
yeah! like Miss Jones?

My insecurities are all very profound
and yes my chest is renowned
It feels like its measured in double letters too
I often feel like it has its own view

Man I wish I knew why
Miss Jones and I
fit to a Tee
Could it be?

A sign of things to come
have I been ignoring Mr Right?
Given a choice Hugh Grant
would be my boo, aint that a fright?

I guess that is why I am single
for I haven't quite met my Mr. Darcy
The man to make my senses tingle
Bloody heck wouldn't that be fancy?

Should I have stayed in London?
Waited for my life to evolve there?
When Cali is so sunny and exciting
is this the place to find what's rare?

A man who is honest and real
unafraid to show how he feels
Intelligent and responsible, is a must
maybe then I will again believe in trust.

Yep only in Cali
is what I have often been told
maybe this is where I am destined
to live and grow old

I came to the conclusion that
however similar Bridget and I seem to be
I will always be unique,
for there is no one in this world quite like me

Above is my first audio blog , whoo hoo! I'm like a toothless kid in a candy shop. Jumping up and down and fiddling with everything, trying everything, and it all looks so good.  I am still messing around with the video features, and still trying to figure out why it keeps stating that I have no pulse  (check left side of blog!).  I check two minutes ago and I do have a pulse . Maybe its bcoz I disappeared for 2 years it thinks I'm dead HA! HA!HA!

I love this audio blog feature.  Its almost as good as writing, its quicker and much more personal I think. Still I need to get back to graphics.  I am still trying to find my inspiration.  I think it left with my pulse, they decided to run off with each other.

I guess I'll share one of my fave photos in the last two years!

Is everyone else trying this audio blog feature if not why not?  I think its nice to be able to put a voice with the face.  It's nice to know that the person writing really is a man or a woman. and not vice versa.

Two years, wow! It feels like a lifetime since I wrote my thoughts here.  Here I am again sitting in front of my computer writing from my heart and trying my best to learn, to get through, to feel whole, to make sense of where I am and where I am heading.  Looking back through the years I realize that my life has been so colorful and despite mistakes and unbelievably wrong, stupid decisions, it always seemed to work out.  Sometime I feel that some of the decisions I had to make were so hard, and sometimes I think that maybe I should have thought twice, or maybe walked away.  I've been hurt and I know I've hurt others too.  I try to look ahead without regret, but sometimes I think about the people who've crossed my path and wonder where they are now?  How are they doing?  What has life dealt them? I hope they are all happy now.  When you share moments with others, you share a piece of you with them also, and when you sever those ties, a piece of you leaves with them.

I feel that I am babbling but I am truly just trying to find my ground, trying to understand all these feelings that fill my chest as if its about to explode. I am lost again, and thats hard to fathom for me.  I guess I am just at an uncertain place in my life.   I am at the 'not sure where to turn to crossroad'.  I don't really want to talk to anyone about it.  I want to just write till I am blue. I want to find myself all by myself, because right now that is how I feel. I feel like I stood in the grocery store looking into the fridge at this delectably looking Tiramisu, just anticipating the taste, the satisfaction and the sheer delight.  It looks so GOOD. You get home and take it out of the package and well... yeah what can I say?

Amidst my confusion and my self interrogation are the moments when things seem right and seem to be just how they are suppose to be.  I wonder how this reads, maybe the people who read it will be just as confused as I am.  Its been an eye opening two years yet again I am guided first of all by my love for my daughter and of course by my heart.  I am going through some self discoveries and I am trying to look within myself for answers to questions that seem so hard to answer.

I wanted to share so badly but I don't know where to begin.  Maybe time will show me the way... I hear each day gets better after all

It feels like forever
to be away from you, to sever
to walk away from your arms
reminiscent of your charms

How can you touch my heart so?
Why is it so hard to let go?
Why do I keep coming back?
like you have what I lack.

I can still hear the words of each song
as if here is where they belong
as if enticing me to write
reminding me that this was my delight

The days when writing meant to world to me
When writing was my pure unsensored glee
I wrote with all my heart
Never hesitating to start

My fingers just typed eagerly
Mind racing anxiously
I looked forward to the end of the day
When I could express what I wanted to say.

Has it been almost 2 years?
When I read about my peers
It seems like only yesterday
when my thoughts were on display.

I guess what I'm trying to say
I miss you Xanga and I'm here to stay.