I & I

~by Rudi Forgiveness... it says it right there in the word itself, highlighting the ‘give’, as the act is giving oneself. Giving oneself the chance to breathe, the chance to move on Letting go of certain negative feelings, until they’re all gone. For the hatred and hurt that may fester inside Will at sometime surface, having nowhere left to hide. And the betrayal you feel you hold on to...must! Becomes the reason you no longer believe in trust. But to forgive someone is really a selfish act Cause it’s actually meant to help the forgiver, in fact. Less stress, less worries, less holding unto $#!t Deleting useless files, making space bit by bit by bit. So the trick is just to let it go, get over it, forgetting all the strife Make a pact with yourself to just get on with your life But at the same time I’m sure that I would win a bet That you couldn’t name 5 persons who could truly forgive and forget.

~by Rudi I see. I see candles as the rooms only form of illumination That is, until I see you my princess, my love I see your smile, not saying, “It’s nice to see you”, but an “I want you so” smile, “wont ever let you go” smile. I see what you’re wearing. Oh my gosh! Be still my heart. As I stand in the doorway of our room, this vision of beauty lays on the bed lightly covered in silk and lace. My favorite. I see. I see rose petals that cover the bed, petals of white and red, spread all around you from toes to head. I see strawberries and whip cream on the bedside table. With each breath you take, I see the passion growing deep within your eyes. With each slight movement you make, I can’t help but fantasize as I watch your shoulders fall and rise, I stare in awe at my gift, my prize. I smell. I smell the sweet aroma of your skin as I move nigh, lightly scented by Chanel. You put some thought into all of this I can tell. Simple details. I smell the candles that burn ever so slowly, as

~by Rudi The storytellers and songwriters weren’t lying when they said You can feel the radiance of love from your toes to your head. Butterflies in your stomach, weakness in the knees, Dry mouth, sweaty palms, Goosebumps without cold breeze. This is the way I feel each time I hear your voice, When I see your face, smell your hair my heart gives me no choice, Like a genie, I aim to grant your each and every desire, Every whim, every want, to please you I aspire. Never have I wronged you, or lead you even close to wrath, For as I tread on the journey to seek your love, eggshells lay on my path. Never in my wildest dreams had I dreamt that you I’d find, Yet alas I grasp for sand, as your heart is not mine. My mind’s made up; to you my motives lay clear, But to go beyond the boundaries which stand in my way... venture past, I not dare. In each instance I lose my breath as we embrace goodbye, Yet all I can do in my frustration is leave you with a sigh. Am I an emotional masochist, when so

~by Rudi It’s your first time, okay, don’t have to be afraid No need to rush a thing when there’s love to be made Don’t worry, I got this, you don’t have to do a thing With your permission I’ll proceed to teach your body how to sing Relax, it’s okay. We can move at your pace There’s no one here but you and I, tonight it’s our place It’s an honour you chose me to be your first So you can trust me always, in this area I am versed You’re too tense; I can feel it right here in your hips Stop thinking so much, I see you biting you lips We can stop whenever you like, if it gets to be too much But for now just feel, follow the lead of my touch Close your eyes and follow the moves of my hand Soon with practice, the pleasure you’ll begin to understand Why your body reacts to every single move Why your breathing changes as we start to…groove Slow down, don’t rush it, do you feel it in your toes I know it feels good, here’s a kiss on your nose See it’s easy, you just have to take a chance And I t