
Lynette Fletchall
Age: 33
Home: Midwest
Marital Status: Married 14 yrs.
3 children
Hobbies: Writing poetry, and short stories. Reading, Computer, Yoga, Traveling, History.
Enjoys stimulating conversation, and loves making new friends, feel free to email me at anytime
[email protected]
I'm Content
Sighs of contentment
I feel like the kitten
Curled up and purr
Please pet my furr
I feel delight today
Everything seems to say
You, your words
The sky, the heat
The day, the night
The flower, the bee
The grass, the sea
They all seem to say
Come make love
With me today.
All as you please
All as you please
My body and heart
design to betray me
My wanton desires
my pleasure to live
I am yours to give
I have a burning desire
within me to please you.
Tell me what you desire
of me oh master of mine
reshape me, remake me
for we are divine.
Shall I hold your crystal
for you, to shine in my eyes
Shall I strip naked for you
and dance with you beside
the flowing waterfall
of natures design
Beauty within the beauty
of nature, I become
the wanton wind
blowing in the breeze
flowing sensations undone
all as you please.
The gift of surrender
The softest movement of my soul
Shimmers my aura of innocence~
Gazing within the haze of dancing rays
Sun's light shining down upon me.
I am being held in the loving arms
All that I hold dear to my heart
Whispering love stories of blissful days
Gone by ~ and joy-filled days to come.
I twirl in anticipation of meeting
One such who has shined the light
So clear ~ to help my path come
Full circle, back to all that I always was.
All that I am still unfolding yet more
Delicate tendrils of fine graspings
Sheer beauty of all that I am becoming
Back to the innocence ~ I emerge.
Seeing my face reflected more and more
On the faces of the many names of god
Our oneness entwining our lives in
Delicate strands of perfect webs.
Where we do meet to walk upon
Fragile lines of space and time
Our balancing act falters ~
As truth and love sweep us off our feet.
Welcoming us into oblivion ~
Dare we stay floating free
Upon tufts of cloudless wonder
Flying even higher into bliss.
Bliss ~ The peaceful death beyond
Where no death is and only life is
Known in our weakest hearts imaginings
And the two become merged, as all will.
Uncurling, unfurling our walks
Upon the here and now ~
I surrender my thoughts of you
To you, I surrender my heart.