sentenced to love

Never once has she
endured this type of
fire / his passion to
exceed the happiness
influenced by any of
her priors

He's built a sacred
bond one assembled
by links saturated with
admiration / a chain
that feeds off pure
so it strengthens a
result to signs of his
dedication

As his love for her
is absorbed the chain
it tightens suspending
her freedom / suffocating
her ability to think for even
a simple decision she feels
she needs him

Her whole world fueled
by his care it now
an ingredient to her
air / without him she
couldn't breathe absent
his existence she couldn't
bare

He's become her reason
to live this breed of
love,
      her inner kid
            That childhood crush
                       Them butterflies live

Brought back to life
summoned by this bid

That childhood bliss
unfortunately faded
leaving behind a love
Trained mist / which
continues to feed them
links reassuring that
chain still exist

His presence is no longer
physical still through her
he is visible / tortured by
thoughts of never again
mentally tamed and plagued
by miserable

The things that made
her care now decays
her hope encouraging
tears / this disease no
cure she fears her hart
is shredded theirs not much
there

Dreams of being free
shes shackled by pain
and his love is the key /
So how can she be released
if his love is gone and that
chain still eats

Love has its affect on
us all but you can control
how far you may fall / getting
back up is never easy don't
rush your steps retreat back to
your crawl

Sentenced to love

© 2012 viewtifulink

waiting on time

Everyday that passes it feels
as if I'm cemented to my
present / I can see what
lys ahead but time slowly
spreads as if I lack it's infection

Tomorrow seems so bright
like the opposite of night
/ the beauty portrayed
in these dreams a sexy
equivalent to summer streams
hit with mornings light

As seconds tic minutes began
to skip but hours they hardly
flinch its legs are frozen
stiff / so my future, I can touch
with just my tips hoping in a
year or so my arms would
grow in length

She flashes signs....

Ones which support
what stains my
mind / a fairy
Tales happy ending
induced by faith in
time

She's far from blind....

Appreciates my desire
to make her mine, she
acknowledges her chance
at prime but patience has
plagued her mind

a cousin to time.....

patience is no friend of
mine, it feeds off eager
minds taming the pace
of our thoughts so we're
trained to respect the speed
of time

So I wait....

Doubt saturating my
face, it's been painted
on by his hand "him"
meaning her mate

He created this paste..

it seasoned by his thoughts
of there fate , destined to
be together like the letter
G in the word grape

But I have faith....

Faith that on a later
date, she'll be by my side
sporting that ring out my
grandma's safe

Waiting on time...

Just playing these cards
my lord claim are
mine, hoping my blissful
days isn't just something
that invades my mind

Only time could tell...

So I listen daily for that
inviting bell / letting me
know it's cool time freed
me from that spell

Waiting on time
© 2012 viewtifulink

the perfect

I've always dreamed.....

Of she who appeared
perfect......

Not in a sense of
flawless but someone
who's worth my worship

Terminate my passion
for flirting substitute it
with fear of hurting......

Invite me to a world
where quantity lacks
it's potent / the quality
of her love deploys a leash
on my desire to segregate
multiple curtains / desired
that sunshine from every
state she dimmed them
lights her bright came with
a purpose

The perfect.....

Her presence equivalent
to an angels service /
I need that guidance
keep me in route be
the battery which
charges my focus

Her scent a smelling
salt to my world which
seemed so lifeless / awakened
by her aroma defeating my
prior scent of worthless

The perfect.....

I'm searching.....

For what seems to
be an invisible person
or my eyes just don't
feel like working.....

I need her, I'm hurting......

Lacerations still seen
Induced by relations
which lacked a purpose

Those wounds still
bleed encouraged by
a need to embrace
her perfect

Her touch I know
would heal repair
what's been damaged
and cool this burning

But I'm steaming....

insides smoking.....

my skin melts via lost
faith in finding an
interest equipped with
this potent

but I'm hoping.......

She's close and....

Can defuse me before
the explosion / a bomb
built off wasted time
with women who didn't
deserve my type of motion

relations of all levels

friendships....
Sexships....
Love...

all contributed to this
potion....

Now I'm drunk off fun
times afraid to sober
down just to relive those
moments

Only she can stop this
pain and remove all stains
my ms perfect

The perfect

© 2012 viewtifulink

a letter to my new best friend

Dear: ............ Damn.......
I laughed at the fact
that I never got your
name / shared so much
time together but not
even one letter has been
mentally stained

I'm writing you this letter
to express my
admiration.........

**deep breaths**

And........
To show my
appreciation..........

** deep breaths**

For...........
Your gift of
suffocation

You see, we're not even
mutually stationed still
thoughts of you they
have me chasing.....

In search of food
for my lungs in need
of an oxygen installation

The first thing to grasp
me was your awesome
sense of humor / hiding
behind them jeans but
your thickness shouts
sike implying your
disappearance is just a
rumor

That trait alone is
initially what encouraged
my sudden interest / I'm
a funny guy so for you
to make me laugh is great
for business

That first day we kicked
it you and ya girls were
Showing off/ left and right
invading my sight all day
like light when the moon is
off

Y'all make the perfect
team I'll admit a beauty
unseen / left and right
some bad ass twins while
you sitting pretty always
in between.............

Shit.....

You remember our
first kiss??

Who could forget them
cloud like lips.....

So moist
There warmth
So tender

instantly placed in
a trance tamed by your
Bliss

Remember my tongue and
taste buds hating taunts
because they were
jealous and you are just to
sweet said " let them in theres
room for all the fellas"

and then my man below
starting getting all tuff
and acting bold / began
showing off his swoll I
swear that guy has a
mind of his own

Then I told him to
chill that command
encouraged by what
you spilled / satisfaction
in liquid form it registered
to my body as a full course
meal

the more he flirted with
your "sis" I think you said
her name was clit she kept
forcing you to drip I guess her
And my tongue just kinda
clicked

After removing your
dressing from my lips
I asked if it was ok to
tag home boy in / remember
you didn't even speak just
gave me that playful grin

Before I was able to reach
he was already half way
in / guided by your masters
hand granting me permission
to take a swim

obsessed with that first
stroke like a fiends desire
to retrieve the feeling of
that first high / I remember
creeping in. your soak made for
a smoother glide

In love with the way you
hug me your clinch made
for a comfy ride / now I'm
addicted to your smother
like we are warm when it's
cold outside

Fascinated with your build
never once encountered one
that seemed this filled /
suffocate me with your love
so much inside magnifying
what I feel

A new found friendship
a bound I believe has the
durability of steal / cause I
admire everything about
you and the way you
Surround my mass
I know it's real

Sincerely : your new best friend
                       Pv - iNk

A letter to my new best friend

© 2011 viewtifulink

Potential

Daily god sends me signs
inducing thoughts of
love being brewed, even
after my last taste and
me showing no interest in
that flavored soup

I know the game just
misplaced most the
rules.........

That assisted by her
blush she introduced
me to a new and improved
type of cute

A different stew....

Seasoned and severed
soothing to the soul
like embracing sounds
of classic blues and now
my weather has suddenly
changed and I'll admit I've
missed the news

Baffled on how I got
here I wouldn't dare
walk absent my shoes
but this pavement is
so comfy never witnessed
this type of groove

never seen this type
of beauty

never felt this type
of cool

She got a nigga ready to
dive even after seeing
shark fins in that pool

Red lights flashing bright
I'd assuming protecting me
from the truth but who is
fate to tell me when and
where love is true

We learn as children them
red lights have to turn green
so this position is only
temporary soon we can
give life to that weird dream

That one where you
said it seemed encouraged
by me you had conceived
and I hit you with the smile
like oh wow what a dream

I'm not trying to rush
into things I know this
ain't even that type of
team I'm just acknowledging
the fact that this has potential
to be greater then what it seems

We'll be a whole different
lean, if we was made of that
purple shit......

A whole different beam exceeding
the light of the suns morning
bliss.....

A whole different warmth
when it comes to that perfect
kiss

I bet the world would stop
spinning if this potential
love did exist

World hunger would
be no more if we opened
this potential gift

not a drug known to
man would deliver our
type of lift

Just remember when it's
time if we ever did take
that risk, I been had the
Feeling that you were
extremely potential-ish

Potential

© 2012 viewtiful

that day it rained

When it rains I hear
the music we done
made.....

Her eruptive moans
played as the lyrics
the chorus her calling
my name

My pelvis and her
ass the beat we made
Was off the chain....

and i can't forget the gushy
Sounds her vagina collabed
that bitch can sing

That day it rained..

These bedroom walls
witnessed a slaying,
an orgasmic mist
seasoned the air
my mattress and
box spring endured
much pain

The things we normally
did there feelings enhanced
it was insane,

Like..............

......... Damn just thinking about
this shit moisturizes my palms
and overloads that vein

Her clothes fled the scene
like of her body they
were ashamed, and it wasn't
my first time seeing but that
night my eyes were tamed

Her beauty played as my
tamer while her nasty
cleaned up my lane, now
all these other chicks can't
afford a look she fogs my frames

That day it rained..

............. **looks down**

This bulge in my
pants right now alone
can sure explain,

Each thought
my attempts
all these things that
im saying

molds her vagina
reintroduces them lips
redeploys that grip
A re slaying

It all mentally replaying
from her speech to her
spraying......

I can feel her lips
pulsing massaging
my gift while she
saying..........

she repeatedly used
that term that implies
her arrival isn't delaying

I filled her entrance
She began praying
passion stained
my back like my skin
her nails were craving

My sheets
my bold
her thighs

it was raining, everything
on shine and my lips started
hating so I dove all in it her
vaginal gloss I started facing

My tongue on repeat as her
lips and mine would meet....
Depriving her of her fluids
Fortunately it's liquids she
doesn't need

Every single drip I
felt obligated to
drink, so I continued
to sip until there was
nothing for her to release

That day it rained...

Will always be a day
I can't properly
explain, I just know
with every drop I can
hear her passion sing

That day it rained

© 2011 viewtifulink

if her tears were valuable

Streams of pain seen on
her face her story half
told with just a glimpse

She's hurt...

A pain so deep encouraging
enough tears that one who
is less fortunate can experience
a rinse

If her tears were valuable
those without water would
have much to drink, the agony
brought forth by the one
who rented her heart is more
severe then anyone would think

each time she blinks...

the hurt replays mentally
recorded so her emotions
explain what she thinks

When her thoughts are
played her happiness
fades... Like the light
when the suns bright
decides to shrink

So her days made night
her nights she'd fight...
A war on pain relief would
sum up her life

her dreams....
His wife
That thought....
not quite, his vision
not aligned with her sight

That life..
A beautiful light
a shine equivalent to
christmas brights

His thoughts on her
light usually dims
her bright because his
love for her is summoned
through vaginal friction,

He sees no wife
she knows he's right
because his light is
only described with
an orgasmic description

so her tears take
flight her eyes no
longer cloud white
while disappointment
celebrates it lived up
to its hype, now love
screams sike! And self
pity whispers niiiiccceee
because she fell in love with
one who wasn't right

Asking for favors via
christ to adjust the vision
in her life but she still
continues to see through
the same eyes, because he
is one who is true and wouldn't
dare mislead you if that wish
was granted the entire outcome
would be a lie

If her tears were valuable

© 2011 viewtifulink