i'm missing love

You ever miss love?

Not the being in which
last had your heart,

The feeling.
It's presence.

knowing without you there's
another missing a significant
part

love it art.

drawn by two who
developed a common
care,

Love is that smirk
when your Partner
sits and stare

Or

The tips of there fingers
taking a stroll through your
hair, while not looking is something
that neither one of you can
bare

Love is the warmth felt
right before a kiss,

The closer you get it seems
as if you already felt there
lips,

When you connect you hear
music.

All types of shit, when love is at
it's peak the outer world doesn't
exist

You ever miss love?

The joy embraced from the
thought it all could last forever

Or

The moister your eyes shed
when thoughts of together
shift to never

Love is when nothings left
and you still feel things can
get better, sprinkle love over
a wound and it turns into
pleasure

you ever miss love?

making up carried you to
a whole new peak

I'm talking clear sky's and
bright lights.........

You know....... Where clouds sleep

Them places casual sex just
fell short on reach, there's just
Something about love that gives
sex a different freak

I'm missing love....

not the being in which last
held my heart.

But the excitement
the cut of that ribbon
when you endure that
sexy start

tears take there stroll
when love tends to cross
my mind, because my heart
remembers love but acknowledges
I misplaced mine

It bleeds from wasted time
Boring nights encouraged my
fool to shine, inflicting thoughts
of a different grind because my
love............

Was far from mind.

I'm missing love!

The force that's gained
when it's true, if your
One who's sick from lost
love your not alone I'm
coughing to

I'm missing love

© 2011 viewtiful ink

Theres this girl

There's this girl.....

Excuse me, there's a woman...

Who has the ability to change
my mental plans,

Change the way I stand.

Upgrade my thoughts on
what qualifies "He" to be
a man

A new direction not
lead by hand, so keep from
thought a mans actions lead
by women commands

Think of a beauty....

When captured your vision
expands,

Your way of living
Your purpose
Your future

It all re planned

Every piece of her
embraced reveals your
better man, Her sighting
So pure a perfect in which
you can't understand

Her walk.

A lure into forbidden lands,
places where........

wedding bells
Diamond rings
Children........

You become there biggest fans

Her polite.

Brings forth a different
Bright, her sexy a magnet to
annoyance but still she manages
to maintain her nice

Her smile.

Can hold one still for
a while, freezing my time
replacing my present with
blissful days as a child

Her wild.

witnessed through thoughts...

Fantasies....... Acts in which you
commit to create a child, Her sex
appeal lends me flashes and these
pix.....

These pix, there far from mild

Her sexy........

HER SEXY!.....

Suppresses my inhale
an exhale felt beyond miles,
those who embrace the slightest
whiff is hit with a sense of proud

Her attraction is LOUD

She tames my desire to pleasure
many......

dismissing the fun in sexing
plenty, with her my sexual greed
is reduced equivalent to the worth
of a penny

She doesn't know me.

Nor does she know what she
has,

Her gift
      Her craft

Her control
       Her grasp

Her lift
       Her blast

Her glory
       It's mass

My present
        made past

My chances
        Deep pass

Hail Mary............

with a ball made of shattered
glass,

I have no hands........

equipped with the speed of
a snail in grass,

I have no chance......

At her perfect, she moves way to
fast.........

I'm not out of her league,
it's just.....

She's just.....

Married to her past......

I sit and I laugh........

Talking to myself like damn
that bitch is bad,

If she ever asked.

My life
      It's route

would be on a different path.

There's this woman

© 2011 viewtifulink

Love in reverse

In the beginning it's..........


Summertime fine,
Like that summertime shine

Skylight bright......

Beautiful like fireflies making love
to the night

Or

Watching butterflies take flight
Encouraged by the sight,

of your Like I mean loveeeee.......

But damn that feelings soooo nice!

Everything feels right.
even when things seem left.

Or

Wrong, your love's strengths....
Too strong!

And sex!....

shit, seasoned with love it
taste the best, Every inch of
every piece every crumb a different
unique

And when love is between
speech.....

Time is shackled as they
speak, batteries must grow weak
to influence love to fall asleep

You see now towards the middle....

That summertime lost half
it's shine, that bright gets
overwhelming inducing wishes
For wintertime

Them fireflies done lost there
light equipped now with buzzing
sounds and like to sit, you tolerate
it for a while then shoo away once
you endure that itch

And them butterflies still swing by
But sometimes,

They make you sick, everything just
seems to flip

building Indecisive stomachs

Today seems spoiled. while yesterday
it all was rich...

Now, not enough to make you
vomit.....

but that taste just seems
to sit,

You know, when you get them burps
and you taste the food in your spit.

And you know your disgusted but
say fuck it and swallow it

Now your love went from....

Feeling sooo nice! , To yeaaaa... we
iight

And everything isn't so right.
now things just seem alllright.

Or

All wrong, depending on the
type of night and wether your
over y'all last fight

and sex!...

Shit!. Thats the only time
You witness that beginners
Light,

Everything still warm like the
Breeze on summer nights

And

Everything looks good.....

Like..... Like 9/11 before the flight

And.... And I dont mean any harm....

I'm.... I'm just trying to explain this
Right....

And.... And forgive me if I'm wrong
but around this time love isn't always
nice

Like... Like now when y'all talk
the convo is interrupted by Dial
tone fights....

See, she's never introduced you
to tone but Had to vent to him
on occasion, because now conversation
to you seems a little less amazing

Now the only thing shackled
is your voice via your lips,
That new low tolerance for
her encouraged you to build
a silent zip

You see now at the end

Them trees done lost all
there leaves.....

And That shine is still there
it's just accompanied with a
colder breeze

Them fireflies turned horse flies
Are looking more like dragon
flies, now your fly swater is
in hand cause they tend to sting
when they stop by

Them Butterflies are still there....

but not alive......

and mentally you fight
to lose em but the thought of that
might moist your eyes

And you pray things get better but
your the only one who wants them
to survive, so it eats you alive keeping
that love dead inside

now that allllright feeling is
substituted with all wrong

Or

Your fighting with yourself on
why you held on for so long

And sex!.

Man........ That shit ain't going on...

if your the one who wanted out she
ain't trying to hear that song

Now everytime y'all speak...
It's arguments till four in the
morning, one trying figure things
out the other tyrna postpone this
until the morning

Love......

Wouldn't be what it is without
risks, so next time your love
is fading........

Do me a favor and reread this
Shit!

Love in reverse

© 2011 viewtifulink

she made it rain

Before I drive.
your skin Is seasoned
by my eyes, excuse me as
I stare I love to anticipate
the ride


From behind.
Lay on your stomach
dismiss your fine, place
a crook in your spine so
our lips are alined


Lend me your mind.
So we are sexually
entwined, each thought
Processed as mine so you
know my freak ahead of
time


Now let's rewind.
scroll up a couple
lines to where our
lips were alined follow
my lead we share one
mind


the sheets pinched
Influenced by her clinch
that influenced by my thought
of her vaginas new best friend


she's sucking wind.
knowing I'm on my
way in,

Both palms.
           Opened
Her cheeks
          Groping
My tongue
          stroking!.... in in in in

Deep reach
              Moans
                     Grins
Closed fist
          Air holding
My devotion
               was po-tent

Encouraged her downward
motion,

Her breast
            Her skin
                     Her wet.........
Ocean

My stretch
              My width
                         My drift
Explosion

Her gloss drips.
saturating my gift
lubricating with her hips
every pump redresses it

Her gloss sits
Painted my thick
It's sighting now rich
my stick her flavored dipped.

Her taste buds squint
so she cleans with her
lips recycling all her passion
released during her erotic bliss

My toes now fist.
induced by oral
tricks, cloud like lips
Inviting me to her throats
abyss

Summoning spit.
her reflexes calls
for it, My depths influences
this reinforcement of mucus

This passionate kiss.
seductive glares
and motioning wrists,

My eyelids flicker
My teeth embraces wind
Her head sways fast
then suffers a speed
demotion

A combination which
promotes explosives,
All being lit by her talent
to orally stroke...........

SHIT!

My emotions.
All expressed via my
eruption,

My knees
        Slight shift
Her hair
          My fist
Her throat
           My kids
I smiled
          She sipped

She made it rain

©2011 viewtifulink

When we masturbate ( collaboration with jai "Raayn" marie

As I read.
Her ink caresses me,
Her hand, tongue , and
lips are felt where my
erection is seen


jai Marie.
her every word invested in
me, they guide me through those
times when my kids are eager to
be freed


Such a sweet release.
every ounce of fluid
I leak, is influenced by her
gift to lend me her pussy
verbally


Such potency.
It's hold boa constrictor when
time to feed, But easy glide
when I stroke due to a constant
flow like a stream


As I proceed.
her talents are witnessed
orally, through every line
she directs my mind to believe
her lips are stroking me,


Her hands, my thick
grab hold of me


Her neck, Light twist
Slow motion speed


Her breath, plus spit
imitates pussy


Warm feel, vice grip
Extracts cum from me

Oral
    Vaginal


Her ink clones she


so when I'm alone I'm
never lonely, grab a piece
just read fuck mentally


By hand, take command
she's controlling me


my mind, relocates
her world I see


Her pen, my thoughts
Her freak is seen


Ms Marie makes
masturbating So easy,
lends me her body through
poetry


When we masturbate


For months his ink
has teased the want in me
initial meet was discussing wet dreams
and as I read his creative mind
I began to feel him stroking mine


Viewtiful-ly...
without permission
he, caressed the very depth of my resistance
breaking free my need to release
surrender to his ink as it filled me


His lyrical tones...
invoked deep melodic moans
and whispered involuntary groans
as his tongue became the swirl, of my
index around my wet, throbbing pearl


Intensity he brings...
as I close my eyes, reflecting upon
his scribe, imagining, the probing of his tongue,
beckoning the release of my sweet sugary treat, as it seeps,
he soaks my sheets with the heat of his wordplay mastery


Imbibing me...
As I read, I see that he drinks the very essence
of me, as I Love to Remember Him and when we will
be again, for he seeks to taste the syn that spills from me
thru the lines that I sign with my sublime orgasmic release


Invading me...
sliding the coolness of his steel inside of me
changing speeds of his stroke from slow and deliberate,
to increasing speeds with haste, yet not an ounce of ink
does he waste, He allows me to believe his pen is stroking me,
beyond the un-ruled lines of discreetness, exploiting my weakness


His lips, my lips
he teases me


His pinch, my nipple
pure excitement


His lips, tongue, insert 2
my tongue licks remnants of sweet ecstasy


His suck, squeeze, tease
my explosive release


His ink becomes the very essence of he
wide open as I become He, in this moment,
he owns me, leaving me dripping in his ink


He has become my seek
archived countless pieces
I crave to be alone so he can
infiltrate the very core of me
to him, unknowingly


my fingers caressing folds
and he takes hold, mentally


Instruction cums as I tease my G,
moans filling the air as I release....
"Daaaamn G-gggggg"


His pen has traced me, revealing
my deepest freak, reflected in his ink


V-ink "makes" me
masturbate. His ink takes
control of my need and forces me
to release. I must take heed and prepare
before approaching the read of HIS poetry.

When we masturbate

© 2011 viewtifulink & jai Marie collaboration

mass effects

Embrace the rain every drip
lends word of her massive
drain, shield your eyes watch
with your mind and let
each drop explain


she's one who claims.
Keep from thought her
miniature frame, give sight to
the clouds cry her release was
one in the same


Thunderous moans.
Heard after each of his
lighting like thrust, nonequivalent
in speed but it's force is felt
when they're struck


gust of winds all pulled
from deep within, Traveling
lengths and his width sat far
from thin


Her lungs hunger grew steep that
story told via her gasp, shortened
Breaths all induced by her vaginal lips
desire to grasp


Floods of sensations.
her liquid passion spilled
now flowing beneath, admires
It's touch because it's influence
exceeds unique


A passionate leak.
Like watching the rain
your witnessing pure beauty,
so she sits and just thinks
basking in her body's purity


speaking of think.
The storms gone but
the rain refuses to flee,
As she dwells her climax
swells and her bed sheets
continue to drink


men-tal-ly.
The storm replays
Recorded
Felt physically


In-ternal-ly
Theres a hurricane
Flooded
fluids redirected now
seen externally


her legs and sheets.
finger tips all covered with
a taste of peach,


Her passion was sweet.
His thirst encouraged her
curiosity, now the presence
of his storm is felt repeatedly


When it rains.
The sky is in resemblance
to her sexual peak,
a massive effect look up your
storm is equivalent to her orgasmic
release

Mass effects

©2011 viewtifulink

curiosity kept her kat

Always amused by the
Pleasures induced via
her hand, her body was
her prisoner so there wasn't
much she didn't understand

Lived for the feeling.
The length and width
The thick of a man, but
when absent the presence
of his thrust a meeting between
Clit, her spit, mental flicks of
her lips massaging his stick was
likely planned

Interested in a special itch
one which requires a more
sensitive scratch, a mirror
like structure with the ability
to exceed the pleasures of his
physical gift that would be an
exceptional match

Then came along one who
held such specific stats, Neck
Twisting walk magnetic thighs
which summoned all eyes to look
back

There meet premeditated talk
of legs being segregated while
Vaginas are penetrated, clits
orally insulated while being
rapidly stimulated until waterfalls
are demonstrated

Now soaked.....
Well lubricated....
There toys become saturated.....

Painted by there leakage from
being vaginally suffocated,
Simultaneously there vaginas
were invaded so there orgasms are
Once again reinstated

Once an urge to experiment Now
an everyday desire, the cause of
such rapid evolution it was fertilized
by an unfamiliar fire

an unexplainable touch like
a sharpened blade with no
cut , the thought of her
Scent convinced her vagina
to blush

a thought of her voice
caused it to lightly slush

her moan created a tremble
this induced a vaginal rush

moisturized her thighs the
streamed flowed from up
above, now mentally caged in
her moments the slightest friction
from her denim would cause a flood

Never before has she been
Placed in a state where she
embraced such a soothing fix,
Curiosity lead the way now it's
pardon her back when greeted
by dick

Curiosity kept her kat

©2011 viewtifulink