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

Limited

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

Love Mirror

We walk past a mirror frequently for either timely routines or self reflection. We rarely identify the love that lies beneath the very skin we claim to own. It takes projecting of other’s opinions to alter our very own perception of how we should love ourselves. A mirror is more than a projector, more than a view of what’s in front of us. It’s simply the reminder of how love is designed through every spectacle that we describe the moment another’s love enters our radar. What is the love mirror? Gazing through another’s soul with those identical thoughts neither person would hesitate in saying. Let’s become each other’s “Love Mirror”

– C.A. Thomas

Wedding Day Thoughts

I’m standing across from the prettiest bride in the room.

Holding hands with the most beautiful woman oh so soon.

Heart filled with enough excitement forever glooms.

She was indeed the one I decided to choose.

A vowed promise sealed with a kiss.

The bouquet she throws, her garter I remove you don’t wanna miss.

A lifetime of love, whipped cream in bliss.

We dance, we shake, we turn in every place.

Cutting our squares on the perfect wedding cake.

I’m the Mr. and she’s my Mrs.

I’d marry you all over again for a thousand kisses.

– C.A. Thomas