lYrIcAlLy SpEaKiNg PaRt 2

The following are excerpts from songs that move me:

"This just might hurt a little
love hurts sometimes when you do it right
Don't be affraid of a little bit of pain
pleasure is just on the other side"
-Save Room by John Legend

"A waltz when she walks in the room
She pulls back the hair from her face
She turns to the window to sway in the moonlight
Even her shadow has grace
A waltz for the girl out of reach
She lifts her hands up to the sky
She moves with the music
The song is her lover
The melody's making her cry
So she dances
In and out of the crowd like a glance
This romance is
From afar calling me silently"
-So She Dances by Josh Groban

"Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
When your heart's heavy I
I will lift it for you "
-You Are Loved (Don't Give Up) by Josh Groban

"You've got this look I can't describe
You make me feel I'm alive
When everything else is a fake
Without a doubt you're by my side
Heaven has been way too long
Can't find the words to write this song"
- Like A Star by Corrine Bailey Rae

"Cause you can't jump the track
We're like cars on a cable and life's like an hourglass glued to the table,
No one can find the rewind button girl
So just cradle your head in your hands.
And breathe, just breathe, whoa breathe just breathe"
- Breathe (2:00 am) by Anna Nalick

"My life's a twisting roller coaster on the run
I get no warning when the bad turns are gonna come
It's a journey with no certainty
so I'll make my peace with whatever will be
That's how life goes
That's how it goes

So you live and you learn to let go
That's how life goes
That's how it goes
So in good and in bad you let go
That's how it goes

I could wonder what my life might have been
had I chosen to float down the other stream
Though some days felt like a slap in the face
there is nothing in my past I'd erase
The good days are enough to keep me strong
So I'll make my peace with whatever may come
That's how life goes...

I will let go of the dark thoughts that were ruling me
I will let go of my worries
I will live by the dreams that have been driving me
I'll try to be the best I can be"
-That's How Life Goes by Janita

"What you do is crazy babe
Not like you belong in an asylum
Crazy babe,
Like the sun in the morning
And the moon at night
Like the rain falling from the sky
Like the trees growing from the ground
I'm astounded babe
By your love for me
And your touching me
And your trust in me"
- Not Like Crazy by Jill Scott

"I remember the very first day that I saw him
I found myself immediately intrigued by him
It's almost like I knew this man from another life
Like back then maybe I was his husband maybe he was my wife
And even,things I don't like about him are fine with me
Cause it's not hard for me to understand him cause he's so much like me
And it's truly my pleasure to share his company
And I know that it's God's gift to breathe
The air he breathes"
- The Truth by India Arie.

LiBeRaTiOn

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(c)Blu Jewel 2006

The Taste

He pulled it out and made the offer: "Do you wannit?"

She looked at it nervously: "No!"

He waved it in front of her suggestively: "Sure?"

Her eyes followed and her mouth opened in imagination: "Yes...no...yes"

He held it steady very close to her mouth: "Sure you're sure? You look like you wannit"

She stared at it; contemplated; and quivered: "I shouldn't....I can't...Yea...no"

He tapped her lip with it: "Last chance"

She licked her lips: I told you I had to stop"

He tapped her lips again: "Consider this the last time"

Unable to resist: "Fuck it! Yeah, give it to me."


And she lit up the joint and inhaled the insidious smoke deep into her lungs.

I bet you were thinking this piece was about sex didn't ya? Gutter minds...lol!

A Guest Author Who Desires to Remain Anonymous

I received an email from a friend who trusts me enough to share some very deep and personal thoughts. Save for one other person, I'm the only one who knows the intricacies of her feelings. Some of her email has been edited; however, per our conversation, she allowed me to reveal certain parts of it.

"I've been reading your work at the Lounge lately. Tonight, I dumped a raw emotion into my personal journal about a man I met, and thought of the Saphyre Lounge. My sweet Blu, this man may not be the one... or even end up "my man"... but he's sure of the position he wants in my life... andI know I'm drawn to him...Please consider including this in the Lounge as writing from "A Guest AuthorWho Desires to Remain Anonymous."

I've decided to fulfill her request as I think others could relate and possibly benefit from her experience.

I dedicate it to the first deep "comeback" attraction for divorced women...

His voice causes my body to betray me.
When he says my name and calls me lovely,
my dreams complete a circle ofintimacy.
When he speaks of spending time with me,
my heart leaps at the chance that
raw desire can follow healing after a divorce.
But his assessment of me reveals the fear
locked in my mind when he pauses to call me "Gypsy."

**The Betrayal**
My entire being knows and believes the necessity of celibacy.
God's plan for man and woman is perfect is design.
But his voice is like a presence that occupies the warm air around my body.
The experience is like sweet lovemaking.
I'm afraid to meet him beyond the telephone...
afraid he'll discern thedeeper temptations.
Our first two meetings were enough for now.

**The Dreams**
Before I sleep, I smile at the way he vibes my name.
My name has never sounded that way before.
My dreams are full-color experiences of sexual intimacy.
I awaken with full knowing
that his attention whispers to what is "woman"inside of me.

**My Leaping Heart**
I am annoyed that he interrupted the solitude of my single life...
remindingme that I'm not just a daughter, mother, or domestic robot.
The simplicity of my daily routine was broken when
the "man" of him called me to be "woman" again.
I had settled into single life after divorce
without a care forcompanionship.
My heart leaps, but my mind fights
his bittersweet reminder of the potential for love.

**Gypsy is My Name**
Unable to contain the war inside,
I tell him the truth.
"The minute I really start liking you, if that happens,
I will simply stopreturning your calls."
He pauses and declares me a Gypsy.
We laugh and go on - both with secret thoughts.
He thinks I am serious.
And I think that I may be too late
to escape the warm and sexy attraction of"him."

A White Christmas

tiny specks of wetness
shapen into new form
cascading from the heavens
recoloring the early morn
received with mixed emotion
childrens delight
met with a parents forlorn
resplendent illuminations
remedy a moments doubt
embracing a tempory purity
the tender kisses of God's
creativity on earth
snowflakes on Christmas day

(c) Blu Jewel

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Please go to the following link if you're interested in entering this competition short story fiction competition.

DBA Lehane is an awesome writer and has sponsored this event. I'm currently collaborating with him on a piece that will be posted on our respective sites upon completion. I'm entering this rather unusual challenge and encourage my readers to do the same.

Life

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(c) Blu Jewel 2006