PostAday2011

Blurred Vision in a Dream State

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As I started out my morning very out of it from what was in my cup from the night before while at home, I knew Sunday was going to be a day of rest.  I wanted to hit the gym, but my feet would not take me.  I wanted to go to the movies, but my eyes could see clearly for the big screen.  With most of my interesting option thrown out the day I decided maybe I shall try out happy hour at TGI Fridays and grab a bite to eat after a very brutal  week at work and welcome another this up coming week.

While at Fridays I would have bought my Kindle (e-book reading) to pass the time while eating some good food which is half off all day and so were the drinks.  Either way, with all my twisted head of blurred vision and feelings, I decided take a nap and awake in the mid afternoon and take a walk to the restaurant. All in all I never made it, I was lounged out in my recliner in the living room from 1 pm to 10 pm with a multitudes of dreams in which at the end of the sleeping cycle reflected story-lines coming from the loud TV set that was on in the house.

While in dream state I was really wondering why my dreams had made such a dramatic change, but upon waking up to head to my room to charge my dead Android smart phone, I noticed the kitchen television echoing the storyline of the my latest dream.  What a way to awake, then back into my lab a bit hungry to get back to editing photos and more.  Back to work.  Oh yea and to write this post you are reading.

How was your weekend?  Have you ever had the blurred vision effect?

Thanks for reading
Richardo

PostAday2011

My Vision of Failure

Aren't You Glad You're You?
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FAILED…smh I don’t like FAILURE in a long form or short form…not even for the simplest things and never the large…but I am glad I have been blessed to fail at the smallest of things that teaches bigger lessons than others can imagine.

Richardo

poetry · PostAday2011

The Way She Touches Me [#Poetry]

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There is no better feeling than her being here with me,
Every single touch by her is like ecstasy,
I am high off life I never wanted to come down,
She intensify every smile and erases every frown,
Her fingertips on my body sometimes make me giggle,
She finds all my spots so there is no mystery no riddles,
There is a certain smile she has as she touches me from head to toe,
It takes me away, romantic feeling, gift in hand and a rose,
The Art of Seduction is definitely what she practices the most,
I will do anything for her, she got me, but she don’t brag or boast,
The best times to feel her is having her upon on me very close,
Sweet touches, long kisses, intimate aroma is what I love not only the best but the most…

The Way She Touches Me by Richardo Wilson

Have you ever had a certain guy or girl touch you in a certain way that drives you wild?  (For most it’s probably their husband or wife I guess right?) Has someone’s simply touch makes goosebumps jump all over your body?  Can someone touch simply seduce you into a particular feeling?

Let me know you opinions and comments…PLEASE…lol.  Enjoy most of all though. 🙂

Thanks for reading
Richardo

The Art of Seduction, Sexy, Sexiest, Love, Romance,