A whisper slips through the ether's sway,
A sultry secret to brighten his day.
A snapshot taken, a tease, a dare,
A playful reminder—no fabric is there.

Wherever I wander, whatever I do,
The thought lingers softly, deliciously true.
No lace to confine, no silk to betray,
Only the thrill of the game we play.

It's easy, it's wicked, a spark in the night,
A message of longing, of pure delight.
Through the lens, my confession, my silent decree:
I am bare beneath, and he's the key.

Feeling your flesh
On my bear chest
Your bare breast
Firmly pressed
Slightly abreast
Using your breathe
From my wind
Pushing your lips aside
As our bodies collide
I feel a rush inside
Eclipsing emotion
With an eruption
As I *** inside
Our bodies coincide
Like the flames
of combustion

Gently blows the wind
that collides with the blue sky
together; alive

Let's make something clear,
same thing that got me here,
can make you disappear.
Hard work, motivated, man of the year.
Bright future, good look, ever clear
Black card, street cred, accepted everywhere  
ya'll dudes, ain't offending me
stop pretending B,
Ya'll trying to Kenny A G.
i got it in the BAG your not contending
I'm top tending, so no need for defending,
Stretch'n the truth, but I'm not bending
I hope you hear me, ya'll go fear me
then I a-peer, Blank stare- U just standing there-
No dirt on my hands, me handling with beef is rare.
I'm top teer- seeing things loud and clearly, vision-aire
Aire to the thrown, Millonaire
I'm so fly, I Con-Air, recline chair
your future,for a finders fee, ending indefinitely
20/20 hind-sight, judge's deputee-
after hearing me, you go need some therapy
**** gets Kalmplex- and ain't no telling what he can do.
off of the strength of me, he, destroying all off you

Can space last forever --
  so it may seem,
  the emptiness in my heart;
  bares witness to its existence.
Mortal beings are only mortal
  Yet pain last forever.
  And only time will tell;
  what the heart cant bear
  to hear nor the soul to listen.
  Once the wound heals
  the scars appear and glisten
  with memories of the past.

Beautiful - is her.
Can't explain, or compare; her beauty.
These words, this world lacks.
For her,
my passion,
Burns fire.
With desire,
My heart attacks.
As our opposites,
will attract.
Just in time
Too react;
Two eyes,
Making contact.
Bright-eyes,
Meet their match
Love at first sight,
I just sigh,
as I imagine that.

A devilish grin, that naughty tease,
Dark hair falls wild, blue eyes that seize.
Spoiled, untamed, with a playful bite,
Tattoos of black and blue ignite.

White stockings climb to knee-high heels,
Thighs part wide, the tension feels.
A deep breath, eyes filled with fire,
Long strokes feeding raw desire.

Nail marks, crimson, trail her skin,
Moving slow, she begs again.
Silent screams, her voice held tight,
Handcuffs click, surrender’s right.

Her hair pulled back, legs wrapped in heat,
Open wide, she can't retreat.
A firm grip on her trembling hips,
Toes curl with every teasing slip.

A slick, smooth glide, bodies collide,
Deep thrusts make the headboard slide.
She gasps, she moans, craving more,
Screaming, "Please... come inside, I’m yours."

As I go,
Rolling to rhyme and flow of my pen.
In a dark den with a mindset that won't bend.
I keep going in, end over end, so many times,
can't even comprehend; my reality means
There's no end. Me and Destiny can't be lovers
bad with Karma, so we
can't be friends.

When we kissed;
           She used her lips to seal my lips
           Her hands to rock my world
           Her hips to turn me on
           And her tongue drive me crazy

I miss the myth that is you.
The mist of your window.
The wind of your breeze.
The motion of your ocean.
Infatuated with you like an infectious diseases.  I need you to breathe. A ride on your waves gives me my second wind. your sight alone is all I need. I am your fein.

You belong to yourself,
and you heart is mine.
Our third eye blind,
and our souls-mate with mind.

its funny how these dumbies play the situation
they silly acting funny like a bunch of bums
then you call'em out, and they all play dumb.
simple stupid ****, ending with complications,
all because these little haters, try and play son
wait until i turn my back, then its game on.
some wan' play young like em' fool, then they find out young take dem to school - calling out the leader, is the number one rule. then the liter, got to follow the rules, and take care of all these young fools - and break'em down to size, like Happy meals at naptime at private schools. These goons never wake up, and it's all thanks to haters being tools.
Now, I'm back on track, dont get it confused.
getting to the point like the evening news,
you can keep taking shoots, but a champion nows to handle his *****.
my wisdom worth more than all your silver and gold, I will always have heart even when I turn cold. All these materials things, aren't worth my weight when I'm stone cold. Instead of following the light, I let my heart set the goals. Now I'm headed up hopes road, silver tongue with a heart of gold, in full control.

The light from the stars glistened off or her eyes, making appear even brighter. Something I never imagined possible.

As we walked, sounds of oceans waves, crashing against the sandy beaches orchestrated a symphony of sounds we’ve never heard. It created a tremendous sound that echoed throughout our bodies, as huge waves of clashed against beach shore, colliding with the mammoth stones, protecting the shoreline.

That sound, such power and grace, raged on throughout the night.

The air was cool; salty and damp from the ocean’s mist. The crickets creaked and whistled, as if calling to each other in a synchronized harmony.

Bullfrogs croaked loudly; as if abruptly belching. Yet, perfectly in sync.

Each sound, in perfect harmony, echoing off of each other, dissipating into the sounds of the hollowing breeze, brushing against huge the paddled shaped leaves of the Palms trees surrounding the beach.
The taste of salt, tainted the flavor of our lips.  The fresh aroma of ripe  mangos, still lingers; on our fingertips, and lips.

Moments ago, the rich sweet creamy juice drip uncontrollably. Pouring our from the sides of fruit, slowly pooling in the palms; after dripping from my lips. Other drops, seep though the corners of my hand, falling to the ground, seeping through cracks of the black sand.

We laugh. I smile, because this time when you smile - it seems as if your smile is wider than your face. Finally.

The view is amazing.

Strong winds still pulling at the trucks of the trees. Bending and throwing them, back and forth, helplessly – they sway to the unyielding wind; their trunks bending under the weight of the harsh ocean wind. Leaves thrash violently; the swinging and swaying of the branches created a unique sound, the hollowed across the midnight, carried by the arms of the wind, cascading across the colorless sky.  

The sounds, were overwhelming.

Off in the distance, strains of white light beaming down a small accumulation of clouds, illuminating the water’s edge; the dim beams of light dancing over the crest of the waves, swaying and shifting effortlessly against each other. The current pulling them, as they drift in the throws of the ocean; glittering and glistening, as they seemly dive over waters edge, spilling off of the earths surface, never to be seen again.

The thought alone, is priceless.

On your stomach lying flat.
Mounting you,
from the back.
Pulling your hair,
you react by pulling back.
Kissing your lips,
Tongue in your mouth
Rolling your hips,
Sealed it with a kiss.
Your waist dips.
I embrace it.
Dripping wet,
swollen lips,
I’m feeling it.
Caressing your *******.
Your back against my chest
Your legs together,
Between mine,
intertwined,
we grind.
Pushing my luck,
Just a matter of time.

Another day,
Another struggle.
A Father sins,
His sons struggle.
Bad news,
Burst the bubble.
Chill pills,
I'll take a couple.
Life's a fight,
So build with muscle.
Don't blame the game,
Blame your hustle.
If life's a Bytch,
Then rock a muzzle.
If she gets you down,
Just relax and snuggle.
Cause when it rains, it pours;
So splash the puddles.
Late the rich rein, and we're poor,
barely surviving daily struggles.
Scratching away life; daily doubles
The good  doing wrong, to ease the troubles.

a turquoise thunder
were the color of her eyes
against her golden skin
her freckles looked like chocolate
her long brown her blowing in the strong wind
love at first sight,
a beautiful sight, the pulled me in.
as soon as she laughed, she took my heart captive

I’m in love with your mystery
the rest is history
right now its  just you and me
love how you move
when you are making your way
stuck in my mind
don’t know what you expect of me
take a look at yourself, stop blaming me
i need you fill that void for me
your footsteps echo your voice now
dont you worry about the pain
we will figure it out somehow

Given her nature,
She lied more than she loved him,
As to her, this was love.
Taught to think only of herself,
His world collapsed around her.
Weakened by her beauty,
His broken heart held together by faith,
A hopeless romantic,
Guided by a love, blinded by passion
He awaits something that doesn't exist.
So often many love like this- hopeless.

Okay so way back then, when
I wasn't good  and would just pretend
I had stardom that bigger than anyone could comprehend
even when
my biggest
was my little blue pen
that never gave in
even when
I caught my second winds
chasing my dreams
Found followers in the end
Driven by a passion
that will never end
fueled by the energy
Sharing my feelings
felt by all of them
Don't even know my name
But feelin the exact same
So different in appearance
But it's more apparent
We are all the same
Cause they feel what I am saying
And like the pain
I am chasing believers
Forget the fame
or end up a lame
lose myself to sir prize
And kiss my fan base good bye
Cause my album gets low buys
Fall victim to system
Instead of living my life
I rather have 1000 likes
Then contract a contract;
The disease that instantly ruins an artist for life.

I see you looking....
I hope you are thinking along the same lines-tracing your thigh-highs up past your upper thigh. Curious, am I.

I see you smiling....
You just have noticed me noticing you; taking note. Of you getting the message across. Made my mind imagine, our legs crisscrossed, intertwined with mine; the thought so divine.

I see you blushing....
Now you look away. A curious smile; flirty gaze. Strangers play,
In such a particular way. Watch me notice you, wait....now, look away.
Hours past, things continue to this way.

You stand up, and walk towards me....
Then finally you get off, and the train pushes away. Not a word past, but have a good idea what you wound say- I swear next time on our way home I will know what to say.

Let my fingers unravel you;
   Like the folds of ribbon,
   wrap around you,
   draping us together,
    like the folds
    of   blankets.
    Joining each others worlds,
    forming our own planet.
    Feeding off our energy,
    with out I'd be famished.
    Forever lost in a moment,
    too destined to vanish.
    The marks left on our souls
    our hearst will always brandish.

Alone, lonely at night
I pick up my pen and I write
About all my wrongs till they're right
Battlin with myself to find the words
Almost like i'm picking a fight
with myself, the one person I don't even like we goin through the same ****, different  night and some how I never right
Haters casting spells on **** the couldn't even write telling me how to make it better then I visit thier site they reposting poems they didn't even write you thought this was poem, now your in for fight my higher intellect and my thoughts intersect and the words ignite this rap not a poem much to your delight I wrote this **** to take a **** on haters that like - to hate on peoples works, I refute anyone that thought they gave them the right, now things is getting ugly, i'm going in on this track until they give me life, killing this **** and to think this is me being nice

As I sit down to write tonight,
I engage a painful sight,
I can't trust this,
Kangaroo courts version of justice,
It just isn't right.
Innocent women and kids,
Losing their life.
There futures so bright,
They could insight,
maybe, if given a fair chance at life,
They could have been the one to write
the amendments, to the bill of rights,
That condemn those who take a life.
And make things right,
Using history's hindsight,
to govern wrong from right
But,
This a is game, not a life.
Such a painful thing,
cuts deeper than a knife.
Wrong or right, crossing the line,
between black or white,
the grey matter, doesn't matter,
If you can afford the bill,
justice gets sacrificed.
All men created equal,
I guess that part comes,
in the after life.
In this unjust life,
if the price is right,
You can take a life,
And bill your rights,
Like a light bill,
the only difference is,
Your taking a life.
Court approved, Hung jury
So it's alright.
Forget,
What's wrong from right,
The guilty, becoming a celebrity, over night.
Get an expensive attorney,
use the law as a mockery,
Then cop a plea, pay a fee,
bargain it from all degrees, and get set free.
All I you need is the right legal team,
And you do it legally.
To handle it judicially, which means
Basically,
Using a system built to protect me-- against me.
setting criminals free, now they're running free,
in our community. Legal mutiny, judging me
a mistaken identity; between the innocent and guilty.

If not your touch, that ignites my skin,
then let it be your presence,
that wraps around me, pulling me in.

Your nearness, a magnetic force,
a silent whisper, a powerful source.
Every inch of you, I crave, I need,
whether it’s your touch, or just your presence indeed.

A dead man can't carry his weight
I'm what matters. Its too late,
for the mistake, they are about to make.
Without my pointers, things don't calculate.
Me and my life sentence are like a columbine
when we combine, with the thoughts of my mind.
My headlines; greatest of all time.
until I manifest, I'm the best,
the futures written, the only way I lying
down the words, even when I die.

Where you end,
                  and I begin,
                            is where our souls mate.

If this is all I have to wake up to; I rather not waste my time dreaming.

I would outrun the wind
to catch a glimpse of you;
                                      my Love.

She’ll make you use the good Lords name in vain.
One looking in her; no star gaze is ever the same.
Body turning, legs spin and frail,
Socks red as a fox stripped, swirling like a candy cane.
Exotic stares, confident; she can’t be tamed.
She so fine, Whine, might be your name.
With her smoking body; rough on the edges
Burning with passion, pushing me over the ledges.
Let’s call her Mary Jane, like the tattoo says.
Her stuck in my head, the way she moves, turns and bend,
The lyrics seem like they were written for her back end to befriend.
Only eyes for me, at least we, both play pretend.
She make her body lies, when she whines - I hope she says it again.

When on stage, close her eyes; so she can disappear.
Her stile there; so it appears.
In her own mind; the picture is clear.
Dancing in bedroom mirror; no one else there.
The gin and tonic, make it clear.
The chasers, chase her fears.
The different pills, keep her sane.
It’s the need for money, keeps her here.
But the fast money, is quick to disappear.
Along with looks; it is part of this atmosphere.

While tattoos fade and wear;
Yet, dark enough to hide her fears.
The Exotic dancers; that nobody hears.
Some will listens, many pretend, nobody cares.
The music playing; more than music to hear ears,
The lyrics screaming, making her point clear.
The dark nails, scratching the surface,
She crawl’s near. Matter of fact,
Between me, her, and the beat
There is no one else here.
All eyes on her; squawk and stare.
Longing for attention,
didn’t want it all there.
But talk is cheap; the truth, dare.
Searching for hope, won’t find it here.
All this attention, lacking care.

This pain called "Love"
        hanging our heads,
        weeping down on our souls,
        baring over our hearts,
       exposing our weaknesses,
This pain called Love.