Raining Thoughts

I miss moments like this. A gentle kiss fading the sounds of thunder outside our bedroom window. Such wet, tender, moisture evading parts of our body as if taste excelled expectations of imagery. Warmth fully deserved yet eagerly expressed in every embrace we turn, passionately in every corner of this occupied bed we share. Touching your soul with every focus I endure, as the rain pours down so are you all over me.

– C.A. Thomas

Sexual Repercussions

I understand the objective clearly. Learning your body till I master every curve, move, crevice of this statue I intend to worship delicately. I see no warning label, no caution sign yet I feel so enabling on the verge of exploring this embodiment without proper researching. Repercussions have left such an inquisitive glare in my thoughts. Should I taste you before succumbing myself to your every demand? Should I penetrate you with each deliverance as a means of getting through to you? Or should I turn you over and surprise that tiny hole of hope that consistently winks at me for attention? I can go on and on unwrapping my very own repercussions of you but frankly, I’m ready to do all the above with an implied incentive that only we’ll know together. *Wink*

– C.A. Thomas

“How do you know?”

The question I’ve always asked when it comes to life’s mysteries in everything we as people often wonder….. “how do you know?” For instance, how do you know when love strikes you? Is it identifiable, recognizable to spot a mile away? How do you know if your feelings are true and what you’re feeling is real? Could it be the investment established in someone worthy of time and anticipation? Or the idea of an alluding fantasy that quickly explains the importance of remaining honest to reality? How do you know if marriage and having a family is the ideal art of posting on a wall for memorization? How do you find the words to explain who you truly are? Because simple will always be complex to the ones who refuse to learn.

How do you know?……. something to ponder on.

– C.A. Thomas

Self Accountability

It took years for me to understand self accountability. Many times I put myself in situations without thinking ahead or the consequences of a lesson waiting to be taught. Through years the lesson presented mirrored reflections and deep thinking on how I got here, here meaning how I could change my situations without pointing nor placing blame on others? It’s easy living in a past while cursing the entire universe for many misfortunes, mishaps, many failures that could change victoriously depending on self. I disconnected from many ventures, people, and platforms to identify this level of personal growth. I’m where I am because of myself. It is I who have the potential in changing, and accepting my faults for what they are. I take full accountability for self.


Sometimes I feel limited to my own means of escaping, traveling, being the best version of myself possible. I blame myself in most cases due to self isolation, self protection from life’s mysterious mysteries. Why am I here? What is my full potential of purpose? When will life ever make clear sense to my comprehension? I ask these things quite often but more so in my own mind in fear of judgment. I know I couldn’t possibly be the only individual who thinks this, the very ideas of immeasurable certainties that could potentially be within my own reach or grasp? Maybe I’m limiting myself of all the possibilities life could ever offer, the dreams life are awaiting to unveil that could only be rewarding with hard work leaving integrity as the triple icing on top? This could be my personal inner motivation needed to excel in all of endeavor’s obstacles awaiting my presence.

Something to ponder on for a little while.

– C.A. Thomas

A Better Me

Did she walk into my life by accident or on purpose?

She asks random questions that peaks my curiosity of her intentions.

The questions become the mixture of concrete forming at the base of my unbalanced standing. As if her smile with questioning slowly prepares the molding of a man I believe she needs me to be.

The main question asked “do you attach easily?” Shifts my response to a solid “no”. Already guessing that she’s already attached.

What she doesn’t realize is that I’ve already attached myself to her. Wanting to learn this woman, understanding this woman the appropriate way. Earning this woman’s trust, respect, and love that I would vow to protect.

To achieve becoming a better me I need to surrender myself to God. Identifying the failures of a man who refuses to put away childish acts.

Recognizing that no man cannot lead if God isn’t being chased.

This I know, this I interpret clearly.

She believes in me, she convinces me that I could do anything, becoming anything more than myself.

She’s inspired me to become a better me.

– C.A. Thomas

Changes & Chances

Should a chance come about to bring forth change? Does it begin with your name that’s carried in vain, fulfilled with such desire and animation that no one could ever contain? Or is it change that subjects chance that many of us are in fear of being judged by others who are currently awaiting for something beautiful to transpire? Any change could be magnificent if we’re able to identify the chance that’s worth risking. Changes and chances are forever a feuding battle yet little do we realize the personal battle a victory. The ability to change has already won….. by simply taking a chance.

– C.A. Thomas