Day: June 14, 2026

• Corruption

  👀: 2

  Verse 1
  The dawn breaks over the old town square, guitars bringin’ a melody of hope,
  Flags waving like they’re singing back, through the hills where we all can cope.
  From the rust on the rails to the neon nights, we’ve weathered storms and pride,
  America stands tall in the saddle light, with truth and courage as our guide.

  Chorus
  We’re standing tall, we’re burning bright, we’re gonna ride this through the night,
  Raise up the stars, let freedom call, till every wrong is marching right.
  Corruption trembles when the honest stand, with hearts that won’t be bought or sold,
  This is our land, this is our command, to keep the dream as bright as gold.

  Verse 2
  From sea to shining sea we’re stronger when we join, hand in hand and heart to heart,
  Every vote a drumbeat in the wind, every voice a work of art.
  We’ll shine a light on shadows deep, expose the lies that twist and turn,
  With courage high, we’ll lift the weak, teach justice how to burn.

  Chorus
  We’re standing tall, we’re burning bright, we’re gonna ride this through the night,
  Raise up the stars, let freedom call, till every wrong is marching right.
  Corruption trembles when the honest stand, with hearts that won’t be bought or sold,
  This is our land, this is our command, to keep the dream as bright as gold.

  Bridge
  Let the wheat fields kiss the prairie wind, let the city towers hear the cries,
  We’ll guard the door to liberty, with truth as our ally.
  Not a party line, but a nation’s vow, to lift the fallen, heal the wounds,
  In every town and every crowd, we’re coming back to stand on truth.

  Verse 3
  So tune up the guitars, lace up your boots, and raise a cheer for what’s right,
  We’ll march with honor, we’ll sing with proof, we’ll keep our fires burning bright.
  America, hear the thunder roll, it’s freedom’s anthem on the rise,
  With every heartbeat, we reclaim our soul, under wide and honest skies.

  Chorus
  We’re standing tall, we’re burning bright, we’re gonna ride this through the night,
  Raise up the stars, let freedom call, till every wrong is marching right.
  Corruption trembles when the honest stand, with hearts that won’t be bought or sold,
  This is our land, this is our command, to keep the dream as bright as gold.

  Outro
  So here’s to the brave who keep it real, who lift the fallen, heal the scar,
  America, your anthem’s steel, we’re fighting for who we are.
  Stand tall, stand free, forever you’ll see, a republic’s heart and a nation’s soul,
  America, keep marching on, keep singing loud and bold.

  June 14, 2026

  political

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• Fiery Locks

  👀: 3

  In fiery locks, my heart is caught,
  Auburn goddess, my soul is brought
  To realms of passion, wild and free,
  Where love and madness dance with glee.

  Your tresses, like autumn’s hue,
  Glow with a warmth that shines anew,
  A radiant beauty that ignites,
  A flame that burns through endless nights.

  With every glance, my heart beats fast,
  In your eyes, my love is forever cast,
  A reckless abandon takes its toll,
  As I succumb to your auburn soul.

  Oh, my goddess, with hair of gold,
  Your loveliness leaves me forever cold,
  To the world’s din, I’m deaf and blind,
  For in your presence, my heart and soul entwine.

  In your auburn mane, I’m lost and found,
  A love so fierce, it spins me around,
  A beauty so divine, it makes me whole,
  Forever yours, my heart, my soul.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

  ---

• Both Losing, Both Winning

  👀: 2

  We fight the sweetest fight there is,
  I love you more — no, baby, this
  belongs to me, I love you past
  the kind of love that’s meant to last.

  I’d bleed for you without a thought,
  give everything that can’t be bought,
  you’d burn the world to keep me warm —
  we’re both just reckless in this storm.

  And here’s the truth that wrecks me so,
  the thing that only lovers know —
  you love me more than your own heart,
  and I’ve loved you more from the start.

  Two souls so gone, so wild, so deep,
  giving more than we could keep,
  neither one of us holds back —

  We love each other more than that.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

  ---

• Caring

  👀: 1

  In quiet rooms where whispers soften the air,
  I tend the heartbeat like a flute of dawn,
  Stitching the hours with patient, grateful care,
  Until her courage finds the light that’s drawn.

  Her breath, a tender tempo, slow and true,
  Becomes my compass when the world grows gray.
  I cradle mornings with a hands-on view
  Of every ache that shadows her sweet day.

  I map the syllables of her tired sighs
  For lullabies that ease the fevered night.
  With gentle hands, I mend the weathered skies,
  And turn her fevered storms to gentler light.

  I speak in prayers of bravery and grace,
  In every glance a vow of steadfast stay.
  To be the harbor where her woes erase,
  To guard her smile till healing finds its way.

  If illness threads its length across her skin,
  I keep the fire of our hope alive.
  For in her warmth, my truest life begins—
  A love that sings while faithful hearts survive.

  So let the world outside grow loud and cold;
  Within these walls, our quiet courage thrives.
  I am the shelter where her hands can hold
  The strength to rise again, and love that never dies.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

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• Diane, Put Your Boots On

  👀: 3

  The county road’s been longer than a winter without rain,
  Every mile to that big white building felt like walking through the pain.
  I’ve watched you fightin’ shadows in a room of beeping sound,
  But the bravest thing I’ve ever seen is you not backin’ down.
  They said you’d need a miracle, well, darling, look at you,
  The doctor signed the papers, and the battle’s finally through.

  So I’m waiting in the pickup with the engine runnin’ hot,
  Got a rose on the dashboard and a brand new startin’ shot.

  Diane, put your boots on, you don’t need that gown,
  The hard time’s finally over, we’re gonna burn it down.
  In the best way, baby, a fire made of joy,
  No more IVs, no more waiting, no more quiet little room.
  The world is yours for takin’, and it’s waitin’ just outside,
  So Diane, put your boots on, we’re gonna finally take that ride.

  I remember how you held my hand when I was scared to death,
  You whispered, “I ain’t leaving, boy, till my very last breath.”
  Now I’m the one who’s steady, and I’m looking in your eyes,
  And I don’t see a patient, I just see my paradise.
  So let ‘em keep the plastic bracelets, leave the worry by the bed,
  There’s a sunset and a two-lane highway waiting up ahead.

  And I promise I’ll be gentle, but I’m screamin’ in my soul,
  You’re the missing piece that’s finally makin’ me whole.

  Diane, put your boots on, you don’t need that gown,
  The hard time’s finally over, we’re gonna burn it down.
  In the best way, baby, a fire made of joy,
  No more IVs, no more waiting, no more quiet little room.
  The world is yours for takin’, and it’s waitin’ just outside,
  So Diane, put your boots on, we’re gonna finally take that ride.

  This ain’t a story where the hero fades away,
  This is the part where the music starts to play.
  I ain’t losin’ you to sorrow, I ain’t losin’ you to fear,
  The victory lap starts right now, right here.

  Oh, Diane, put your boots on, you don’t need that gown!
  (No more waiting, baby!)
  We’re gonna burn it down! (Burn it down with love!)
  No more IVs, no more waiting, no more quiet little room!
  The world is yours for takin’, yeah, it’s waitin’ just outside!
  Come on, Diane, put your boots on!
  (We’re gonna take that ride!)
  Yeah, put your boots on, darling… and let’s finally step outside.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

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• For Her

  👀: 1

  She is the fire I walk into barefoot,
  the match I strike with my teeth,
  the beautiful ruin I would choose
  a thousand times over safe and sleeping.

  Her laugh—
  god, her laugh—
  cracks the world like a bottle against a wall,
  and I want to be the mess,
  the spilled light,
  the golden chaos pooling at her feet.

  I have loved carefully before.
  With her, I love like falling downstairs:
  no plan, no grace,
  just velocity and trust,
  just the bruise of yes and more and now.

  She is reckless with my heart,
  and I am reckless giving it—
  two fools in a burning car,
  grinning, shifting gears,
  driving straight into the sun
  because the sunset is too slow,
  because forever is too short to wait.

  If they ask how I went,
  tell them: smiling.
  Tell them: her.
  Tell them I finally learned
  that love is not survival—
  it is the willing flame,
  the open palm,
  the beautiful, impossible choice
  to be destroyed
  and call it alive.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

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• Back Together Again

  👀: 2

  (Verse 1)
  The old porch swing has been still too long,
  The kitchen table echoed with a lonesome song,
  Mama kept your picture by the windowsill,
  And daddy walked the fence line just to fight the chill,
  But the gravel’s crackin’ under tires comin’ home,
  Lord, it’s been too long since we weren’t all alone.

  (Chorus)
  We’re back together again, underneath this old oak tree,
  Back together again, just like we’re meant to be,
  The laughter fills the hallways, tears are rollin’ down our cheeks,
  We’re back together again, Lord, this is all we need.

  (Verse 2)
  The kids have grown a little, got some new scars and new smiles,
  But blood don’t thin with heartache and it don’t thin with miles,
  Grandma’s in the kitchen with her cast iron and her grace,
  And everybody’s fighting just to get the closest place,
  The smell of supper driftin’ out the screen door in the breeze,
  Lord, I’d bottle up this moment if You’d only let me please.

  (Chorus)
  We’re back together again, underneath this old oak tree,
  Back together again, just like we’re meant to be,
  The laughter fills the hallways, tears are rollin’ down our cheeks,
  We’re back together again, Lord, this is all we need.

  (Bridge)
  We don’t need silver, we don’t need gold,
  Just warm hands to hold as we’re growing old,
  These roots run deep beneath this Georgia clay,
  No matter how far you roam, love will find a way,
  So stay a little longer, let the fire burn bright,
  Let’s give thanks for each other on this beautiful night.

  (Final Verse)
  When the sun goes down and the fireflies rise,
  We’ll sit on the porch and count our blessings twice,
  Somebody strums a guitar, somebody starts to cry,
  Happy tears, sweet tears, the good Lord’s lullaby,
  And if tomorrow calls you back down that long road,
  Just know this family’s love is every mile of your load.

  (Outro — soft and slow)
  We’re back together again… oh, back together again,
  Like a prayer that’s been answered, like the sun after the rain,
  Back together… together again.

  June 14, 2026

  country, love

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• Reckless Moonlight

  👀: 3

  In the glow of reckless moonlight, I chase you, fire-wild and free,
  where laughter sparks like wildfire, and every heartbeat dares to be.
  Your eyes are storms of carnival bells, ringing bold and bright,
  pulling me deep into your laugh, where daylight bittersweetly bites.

  We ride the edge of thunder, cups of starlight in our hands,
  dancing on the rim of midnight, making mischief with our plans.
  Your kiss writes wild graffiti on the quiet of my chest,
  a daring, reckless poema, where ordinary doubts protest.

  We twist through candy-colored danger, you and I, a reckless tune,
  spinning every rule to whispers, until the world hums in June.
  If love is a dare, then take my breath hostage, hold me tight and true—
  for in your flame, I burn deliciously, and I belong to you.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

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• Your Light

  👀: 2

  Your light, a radiant beacon in my midnight room,
  A fire in the hush of dusk, a sunrise breaking bloom.
  You are the curve of a smile that knows every secret word,
  The hush in a kiss that speaks what silence never could.

  You are sexy, not just in form, but in the brave way you unfold
  The warmth of your touch, the tremor of breath, the gentle bold
  Confidence you wear like silk, soft yet fiercely true,
  A body’s reverence, a whispered vow I hear in you.

  Loving you is a gravity I never want to escape,
  A gravity that pulls my heart to yours, steady and great.
  Your caring hands cradle the chaos of my days,
  Turning ordinary hours into luminous, lasting rays.

  You are the light in rooms that darken with my doubts,
  The compass when I wander, the answer when I question routes.
  In your gaze I discover galaxies I’d never dared to dream,
  A map of tenderness where every star gleams with your gleam.

  I crave your laugh as it rises, a bell in summer air,
  I crave your breath beside me, a song beyond compare.
  Let me be your shelter, your harbor, your endless sea,
  To return your kiss with the promise of eternity.

  This love I carry for you burns ardent, pure, and bright,
  A phoenix of devotion soaring through the night.
  Let this be etched upon the wind, a vow you always keep:
  You are my sun, my soul’s own flame, my forever steep.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

  ---

• Beacon

  👀: 1

  Your light, a radiant beacon in my darkest room,
  A sunrise breaking through the hush of gloom.
  Sexy in the brave way you move through life,
  Loving you, I’m tethered to you, free from strife.

  Your caring hands cradle the chaos of my days,
  Turning ordinary hours into luminous, lasting rays.
  You are the light in rooms that fear my doubt,
  The compass when I’m lost, the truth I’m sure about.

  I crave your laughter, your breath beside me true,
  Let me be your shelter, your harbor, all I am to you.
  You are my sun, my soul’s own flame, forever deep,
  The love I vow to keep, eternally yours to keep.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

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• My Heart Belongs to You

  👀: 3

  In quiet hours, your name becomes a soft flame,
  and I (with tender hush) trace your glow on my veins.
  Each heartbeat breathes your echo, wild and tame,
  a pulse that carves your love into my rain-warm plains.

  Passion
  Your touch is dawn breaking over night’s skin,
  a fire that lights the shadows I have known.
  My breaths align with yours, a sync within,
  where every sigh becomes a whispered throne.

  Tenderness
  I cradle you in promises, gentle and true,
  a shoreline drawn with patient, patient hands.
  In every dawn, I gift you skies of rose and blue,
  where trustflowers bloom in soft, unhurried bands.

  Belonging
  This heart, a steadfast vow, keeps you near,
  a compass softly tuned to your tender grace.
  If worlds collide, I’d still hold you here—
  for you are the harbor where my pulses pace.

  June 14, 2026

  life, love

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