Monday, August 20, 2012

you made that bed


Don't demonstrate your
   
      love if your life proceeds
   
      without her... Don't tame
   
      her mind to the thought
   
      of love absent the times
   
      your inside her
   
      If it takes an erection
   
      for her to witness
   
      affection....  Stop telling
   
      her she's gods description
   
      of perfection
   
      Understand "she" only
   
      acts on what is seen..
   
      so if your portraying
   
      care why is it absurd that
   
      she believes.... You made
   
      yourself a drug her being
   
      your fiend now your world
   
      gets cloudy once she start
   
      fogging the scene
   
      Selling hopes and dreams
   
      praying fate intervenes
   
      You know reality works
   
      slow its pace shares the
   
      race a stream
   
      A clouded mind disables
   
      her gift to think.... So he
   
      disrupts her sense love
   
      removes that common
   
      link
   
      Now her chain of
   
      thought revolves around
   
      him.... He's become the
   
      missing piece self influence
   
      is fairly thin
   
      Her new way of thinking
   
      somewhat encouraged
   
      an attachment... An
   
      outcome he never wished
   
      for but was summoned by
   
      his actions
   
      Different attempts to break
   
      the chain lending her thought
   
      of his great acting which was
   
      influenced by the fear of what
   
      was begingging to happen
   
      He had faith in fate she
   
      did exactly what she
   
      should..... We somewhat
   
      control fate that's why shes
   
      so misunderstood
   
      That first decision we
   
      make usually leads us
   
      to our fate and reality always
   
      hits at a time that's considered
   
      late....... If your placed in a position
   
      to make a sudden decision just
   
      understand every games objective
   
      isn't always winning
   
      You made that bed
   
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Showers


Stalking the shower
   
      head hypnotized by
   
      it's spill... Fading into
   
      a state one in which his
   
      mass she feels
   
      from the warmth of
   
      his breath to the
   
      Solid of his chest....
   
      down to the thick of
   
      his gift and the width
   
      of her spread
   
      even her drip revisits
   
      re-painting a trail down
   
      her leg... so her clit re-meets
   
      her tips re-influencing her
   
      moan to leave its bed
   
      Showers....
   
      Where a simple cleansing
   
      may last an hour... Imaginary
   
      passion descending water
   
      with orgasmic power
   
      Her skin saturated
   
      elevating her desire
   
      for penetration... Taunted
   
      by her reflection craven a
   
      vaginal infiltration
   
      Her thighs hate each
   
      other so they strive
   
      for sepration while
   
      her fingers show love
   
      beyond her doors that's
   
      dedication
   
      As the waterfalls
   
      she's in sync ejaculation,
   
      mentally painting pictures
   
      of his pelvic infatuation
   
      Showers....
   
      In reality her beauty
   
      is the only flower....
   
      absent a fertilizer still
   
      her blossom was opposite
   
      coward
   
      Self admiration induced
   
      by a faucet.... mimicking
   
      her expression of satisfaction
   
      from when she lost it
   
      Her moisterizer....
   
      Naturally provided by
   
      her provider.... he who
   
      lends aid frees that passion
   
      from inside her
   
      Her mind aids her eye
   
      lending advice that he's
   
      behind her.... feeding her
   
      his physical as the shower
   
      demonstrates the outcome
   
      Showers....
   
      Butterflies invade her
   
      stomach every time
   
      she goes in... Because
   
      as the water falls she
   
      knows there he'll appear
   
      again
   
      Showers
   
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Sunday, August 12, 2012



Destined we are, or at
   
      least that's what it seems...
   
      everytime our space is
   
      equivalent I'm kicked from
   
      reality and rebooted in a
   
      dream
   
      Destiny her name, or at
   
      least that's what I call
   
      her.... We don't even know
   
      each other but her wow makes
   
      me want to spoil her
   
      My destiny is we , or at least
   
      that's what I feel... No matter
   
      my mood her smile intrudes
   
      inducing my ecstasy to
   
      spill
   
      Absent sex still I am
   
      dressed saturated by
   
      potential love.... A
   
      connection yet gentle
   
      beginners feelings only
   
      mental yet pure like the
   
      the presence of a dove
   
      Believe your eyes for
   
      what you see is far
   
      from deciet..... Potential
   
      love how could this be
   
      when "we" aren't two
   
      who speak?
   
      I'll explain....
   
      She's like the sunlight
   
      to a clear blue morning
   
      sky.... Or that breeze in
   
      the summer when the air
   
      seems a bit shy
   
      She's like that..... Scream
   
      your taste buds let out when
   
      ever they encounter that first
   
      sweet but she's not a one time
   
      thing once she's seen she influences
   
      a permanent screech
   


      She's like that...... Sensation
   
      storm that plagues the body
   
      when one is set to release....
   
      But this storm never clears
   
      unlike the feeling when one
   
      no longer leaks
   
      She's like that..... Sound you
   
      hear when opening a bottle
   
      reassuring your drink was
   
      fresh......  I wouldn't be surprised
   
      if that sound was mimicked right
   
      before she engages in sex
   
      She's like that..... Word you
   
      use to define satisfaction from
   
      something you see
   
      Beauty...
   
      My destiny...
   
      Her presence is proof that
   
      god loves me
   
      Destiny
   
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Friday, August 3, 2012

#1 fan ( a letter to ms good )


Dear : ms good......
   
       
   
      Your glamour is inspiration
   
      to my temporary wood but
   
      this piece isn't for showcasing
   
      my desires to explore within
   
      your goods
   
      Your structure....
   
      Your beauty is a
   
      Shadow to any blissful
   
      Creation / a blessing to
   
      the lens as your captured
   
      the camera is instilled with
   
      sensation
   
      As you walk upon the ground
   
      your strut deploys orgasmic
   
      vibrations leaving the gravel
   
      fully erect like it was prepped for
   
      ejaculation
   
      As you share the same
   
      air the sky's grow jealous
   
      of your grace a star beneath
   
      the clouds their used to you
   
      guys living out in space
   
      a different breed of bright
   
      your smile could take the
   
      suns place then when we
   
      look above they'll be no
   
      reason to shield our face
   
      Easy on the eyes your
   
      Gorgeous can never
   
      be erased I swear this
   
      time around I think our
   
      lord made one mistake
   
      Your skin.....
   
      A caramel spread Layed
   
      down so smooth.. one stroke
   
      across your canvas I'd assume
   
      can soothe the pain of any bruise
   
      Your eyes....
   
      A thief when matched
   
      one feels deprived... Your
   
      heart in her possession now
   
      you desire her presence to feel
   
      alive
   
      Your kiss...
   
      Becomes a necessity
   
when amongst those
lips... Them two louscious
twins I wanna meet their
friends below your hips 

I love you....

I know it sounds
weird cause I never touched
you... But it's not a personal
love more like admiration for
the way god struct you 

Ps: If one didn't believe in
       God I'll suggest they look
       At you.... because from your
        head to your toes he planted
       More then enough proof

#1 fan

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Thursday, August 2, 2012

Im only man



    I'm only man so it's
   
      mandatory I make
   
      mistakes for if I'd never
   
      made one I wouldn't desire
   
      that accomplished taste
   

      Loved my past and still
   
      a different future I would
   
      accept because mentally
   
      I wasn't prepped for loves
   
      best friend stress
   

      Yesterday......
   

      I would strive on
   
      my ability to make
   
      "her" wet but physically
   
      I was only shielding myself
   
      from the bliss I cowardly left
   

      Today.....
   

      Same dance I just
   
      altered a couple steps
   
      because I finally discovered
   
      the courage to admit I was
   
      blessed
   

      So now as I flex I've
   
      put my eyes to the test
   
      training them now to seek
   
      only what has potential to
   
      be compared to my best
   

      It's so unfortunate it
   
      took death for me to
   
      see..... That there was
   
      a rose beside me versus
   
      this grass now that's
   
      hardly green
   

      Even as the petals fell
   
      I reacted as if it was a
   
      dream... Nudging my
   
      shoulder muscles like......    
   
      "whatever it ain't a thing"
   

      When in reality it was
   
      exactly what it seemed...
   
      I let a world fall down that
   
      had potential to fulfill my
   
      dream
   

      Now the only thing
   
      between us is my
   
      beautiful little seed..
   
      but even that ain't enough
   
      I need more then just a
   
      seam
   

      I  require more then just
   
      a string piecing me to
   
      what I need that thread
   
      shares my DNA but it's
   
      flow is narrow like a stream
   

      A river flow of love is what
   
      my body surely needs the
   
      bits and pieces I've received
   
      is not enough to please my
   
      greed
   

      Reasons to why her
   
      love was tamed all them
   
      fingers point to me , all her
   
      feelings now caged and she
   
      refuses to set them free
   

      All the care that assembled
   
      us has been trained by my
   
      deceit not in a sense that
   
      one would cheat but by my
   
      accelerated decision to leave
   

      A sky high level of
   
      please couldn't reverse
   
      what I caused to flee so
   
      I keep my eyes front with
   
      hope our vision once again
   
      would meet
   

      I'm only man
   

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