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                                                          Just released this week                                      LIPSTICK six                                                         Doug Evans a life of an artist in the modern world. Enough luck to make a living from art not enough luck with lasting love. Through a sensual game he finds his expressive way. Micah Duchamp a woman that has the obsession with idea of love, passionate and destructive. In a small town where life should be simple passion still walks. Joanna Fields a billionairess comes to find the art of Doug and passion arises with some sensual ways. Doug’s roller coaster of a life of an artist finds his paintings are much more than paint on canvas, the sensual ways of Lipstick Six brings passion to a boil. Click here for the ebook and sample For paperback (An amazon company)  

Dream surreal   Eyes seem to be open Where in the universe less than a molecule I feel the heat in fact enjoy the close far distance Life’s irony of enjoying another with no intimacy I seem to be distant though the vision in the never be Happiness contentment engulfs the soul Wonder who the script director is Being casted as the jester A throw away character Knowing the difference from self-aware and self-absorbed Accept the little and tiny kind moments For laugh comes from ones who assumes to know There is no rewrites fair comes with unfairness Riddle the dream for others never tell Lucidity a secret that some would think means depressed An inner happiness of the shush and a wink Arrogance walks away never knowing the real Could be a surrealistic dream Or the real jester for others entertainment Be it live it Dream surreal

Knocked around   Elder says look for good in others Their shoe tread hurts on the face Help others while they forget about you They have bad days Seems like all year Put trust in them Like a dripping faucet the water runs Played emotions Less to believe the miracles Smile while they eat the cake and lick the frosting The golden unto others For they have done already to you No trial no comedic justice Steel weakens diamonds shatter Help others who don’t return only look for more A game that seems unfair A life that rides the rough storm The sun rises and repeats like one in the mirror Get ready for life’s redoes It’s not for fun Knocked around

     Looking for some insight   Some of you know I write, I am in the process of developing a story. I would like some interaction here. Just would like a few answers. How does a relationship fail when everything connects, like conversations understand each other’s ways? Almost able to answer each other’s thoughts before the other finishes. Then the line comes along. “You’re too good of a friend.” “You are too good for me.” “I don’t know what I am looking for.” Do you feel this is our animalistic ways? Or is this a real logical way? I believe some of us are born without certain animal pheromones. Or are these ones born with the next step for humanity? I would so be grateful if I could get some perspectives in the comment area here. Any interaction would help me with my character development.

What is missing? Kind always to others Work to make others smile The path seems only for one Others take the super ten lanes Thankfully myself is a good friend Finding that a curse must have been casted Opportunity never finds the door Tears not worth the pity Knowing who and how makes the world less lonely It has to be some animal gene missing No one will understand a real passion From the real warm heart Lack is their missing moment Still in the mirror wonder What is missing?