THIRD SON OF THE THIRD SON

This is Curtis II .... He is so proud.....wise and respectful.... His heart is large enough to take in the world....his wisdom considers all.

THE FIRST BORN!

Justin is brave and wise... I have so much respect for the man he is becoming.... See the hat, I had one to match...lol....we were the talk of the slopes...lol

MY FOURTH SON

This is Caleb....we are very close and love to talk about things that other people would simply consider strange....lol

Mr. Sexy....lol

I don't know what I was doing in this pic...Well, we all have our moments....All these pics are taken in CO. at the kids mom's house.

My Second Son Andrew

Andrew is Gods gift to this world....he is handicap...in our eyes....but he always smiles...always thanks God for the smallest things, and always will hug.

MY Baby Girl

My heart was captured when she was born.....she has taught me everything about women....lol

MY CHILDREN

I have yet to understand how to minipulate these pics...will work on it... Here are my beautiful children.

ADRIFT

She stole my heart…
Unintentional
Music.

I drift on the sea…
Quietly waiting
Discovery.

She reads my words
She knows my heart
The passion we share
We can never start

We dance in time
And dream away
Hold each other close
On rainy days

I would hold you forever…
Only fate tore us down
My love…My Cinderella.

MAJESTIC

I count it a blessing to meet people whom impact my life…..
Such people are gracious gifts….
Treasures of friendship.

Often, I don’t know how to react to these moments….
The tide fills the bay....
And the tide takes away.

Memories are left behind….
Sea shells to ponder
Smooth sand to wonder.

With all the moments that make up ones life…
And, bid a place on the shelves of our minds
Precious memories only we store.

I should stop and thank the sea….
For giving such moments as these
My heart bows….Majestic.

BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS

I felt her slipping away….
Drifting…
My heart sank with understanding.

Where will you go my love…
As you sit alone in the night
Cognac….flight.

You said what we both knew…
Never would be untrue
Love boiled over dashing the flame.

So, I bid you well…
Goodbye…
Cinderella………..

HER SOUL TO MINE

She looked at me….
I tremble.

I could write a thousand words…and then a thousand more…
And never once could describe
Her beauty, I adore.

Almond eyes
Ocean deep
Jewels

She looked at me…
Baited breath
I melt into her arms.

So soft her gaze…
Her gentle soul
Comfort

How can this be…
What do I do?
Captured.

What do you want….
The man cries!
Falling to his knees.

Oh, for the love of me….
As dear as my children
Cinderella, take care my heart.

Curtis Vinson

Midnight post

It’s not about me…
Self pleas,
And the mind wonders….

It’s not about her,
Self stirs,
And hears a voice…familiar.

I will not listen,
Chrisom
Tide

My state of mind…
Enjoys irrelevant time,
This I ponder…

Why look at me…
Do you not see
Yourself in the mirror?

And we move on…
Sing your song,
Memories are clear.

At last I give…
To you my love
My thoughts of heaven.

Good night Cinderella……….~ ~


Curtis Vinson

A LITTLE DEEPER

Oh for the love of my mind, of my soul, of all that courses through me.
You are my pulse, my heart and the thoughts of my mind.
Where I was separate, from heart and mind, you bridged….complete.

It doesn’t matter if I ever hold you, because I hold you, I hear you.
Your voice is as the soft wet air of morning dew.
I feel your tenderness, from miles away…..connected.

I see you working, the movements and thoughts.
My chair faces the work of such beauty.
I grow old and long to join eternity.…oneness.

True happiness knows there is another.
True love has no doubt of her.
I wait for the hour of Mondays....dance.

So you see what we have?
You feel what others dream?
We share true wealth....peace.

COMPLETE

IN THE ARMS OF TIME

The walls came down….
And passion filled
Our hearts.

Such beauty as I’ve never known…
Unwritten beauty
Complete.

They say one can never be complete…
How sad if that were true
My dream is clear.

I’ll sit and grow old…
I may never hold
Cinderella.

Dance with me my love…
I’ll never dance w/ another
Don’t worry for me Cinderella
This love I need to discover.

What is love but in the heart…
It’s certainly not sexual pleasure
And knowing that were apart
Does not tarnish our treasure.

So, don’t worry for me Cinderella….
I’m a pumpkin too
And all the years we have ahead
Have we not a clue.

Curtis Vinson