The infamy of her love,
         more hurtful than pain.
                seduced by her touch,
                        as I takes her in vein.
                             tantalize my body,
                                   the rush I take in vain.
                                             hypnotize my brain,
                                                  infatuat­ed by her essence,
                                                        ­without her I would go insane.
                                                         ­          enchanted by her red flame,
                                                          ­                    my beautiful Mary Jane.

my fears turn to tears;
      running down my face,
      like stairs,
      so many ups and downs,
      ego in my ears,
      nobody cares.

Pain and love.
        Neither one can exist without the other.

Within your thoughts
may my words
last forever.
As they touch you,
they grip you,
until you first
impression is lost.
and my thoughts
forever embossed.

You are a time I will never forget.
           once such a beautiful thing;
                             a lovely union
                             broken we became
                             formed different paths
                             drifted in different directions
                             No love is destined to last
                             No love is perfection

Sometimes
my mind
clouded with doubt
owns me
broken by reality
like drone
these e-motions control me
this roller coaster ride, called life
got me feeling butterflies inside
instead of face the light outside
I rather curl up and hide
but thanks to my pride
i just let things slide
off my shoulder like a glacier

It started off simple
in a simple place
with a simple mind
that simply needed to make it happen
so it simply did
but it simply didn't matter
how simple became complex
and it simply killed us
and simple moved to next

Drawn blood,
From crossed lines.
It never fails,
The amount climbs.
The walls mark,
Targets; future sales,
Truth be told,
or it be written in brail.
The heart will always feel,
because tender, tend to fail.

I want to take, tiny sips,
of your cherry red lips.
my favorite drink,
on my special list of sweet things,
with a devilish twist.
it taste so sweet it,
makes our lips stick,
our tongues tied like licorice
love being so selfish
my tongue her tourist
******* on her lips
her eyes rolling back
like her hips.
she's feeling me,
I'm feeling this.

If you need to fall apart;
                    do it --- in my arms
                    so I can protect you --- as you crumble;
                                                             Until the darkness fades away.

Watch your steps,
these dudes Big Harry
and they Hindersons
But, i'm here now,
like its; just begun.
king kong, up steps,
dragging *******, for 4
furlongs, teachers pet
hair and gone

These sands of times
stand fair ground
over time
lose their worth
as they compound.
time heals everything
hands down
The solace whispers of time surround
hitting its mark
then leaving a mark
as these virtual hands of time make a round.
Never seen or touched,
always rushed
from behind.
restless as divine,
same is now
as in ancient time

An Angel judged by men;
       becomes a person -- judged by fools.
       catering to outlandish rules,
       it's only human.

the best kind of kiss,
always envolves her lips.
the ones that touch your heart
more than the touch your lips
the ones that lift your spirits
in ways that all your senses feel it
the one that makes your heart melt
in a way that felt good, the one that has your tongue
speaking in a language you never knew you could
the one that makes you, forget the moment for as long as it can last. the one that keeps you coming back for more, even if it means things leading down that path. the one that feels so good, a rush washes over you like a bath, and the second that it stops -- all you can do is hope to get stuck in the past.

I'll never understand why,
people look you in the eye and lie,
trying to deny -- who they really are.  
They take things it too far.
Pretending to be something they are not,
denying you of who you are.  
What for?
Just so they can continue their plot;
the realer you are -- the more they explore.
The closer they are the more it hurts. 
 Right hand man playing you right into the hand.
Triple cross you, left you right where you stand.
Saying they have your back, is just a part of the plan.
Take you out right out on the spot -- for a grand
Crossing your heart, just so they can gain the upper-hand.
Pawning your love, to gain the rights to your land. 
Some will never learn, some will never understand.
The pain messing with your chest,
as you watch how the pieces of your life land.
Trusting people to do the right thing;
then things don't go as planned.

Life is tough; its the one thing that never changes.

And kiss me until my lips are numb.

then hold me until the moon turns to the sun.

And then laugh until our sides hurt.

Then eat until you stomach aches from us talking too much.

And see me the only way you do, so I know it's safe to be me.

And squeeze me until my heartbreaks, then don't leave until I am better.

Just don't leave me. Please.

What happens when our bodies collide
caused your body to haunt mind
in spirit and in mine, i think about it all the time
you tender, delicate, gorgeous body
and how you make it whine
all over my body, you tick it like it keeping time
insatiable lips gripping my body holding me tight
squeezing me firming, loving me right
whatever happens, stays with us for life

Sometimes I wish I could just disappear, then reappear any where but here. Started getting high cause its easier to see things clear from up there. Even a pier, isn't all that it appears. So its hard to keep things clear. Love is a pain filled addiction, that all off us share, and I'm scared; because it's starting to feel like no one else cares.

Moment pass,
but the memories stay,
So even when the sting is gone,
the words will always stay.
In my head I hear them,
the voices as clear as day.
I listen closely, as they replay.
Cause all the lies,
that lay in the truth,
will make it to the surface; one day.

That tiny moment,
before your lips touch mine--
So much anticipation.
it literally slows down time;
                                         is what I live for.

Your touch;
  translated to my flesh,
  is as fresh my breathe,
  ruling your body.
  Submerged in your heat,
  spreading your body,
  our worlds unraveled,
  everything we embody
  passion burning deep,
  Scorching heat,
  left you dripping wet,
desires ravishing flesh,
pleasures relentless.
Your depths, I trespess
  my love;
               Temptress.

The in the dark corner, we are hidden away,
I reached into her sweatpants, sway.
Her G-string *******, pulled out the way.
Fingers brushed her flesh thin,
Heat radiating from within.

Her *****, warm and wet, replied,
******* soaked, no secrets to hide.
Hand slipped in, fingers slide,
She squirmed, eyes closed, open wide.

Moans soft, breath heavy, need profound,
Her voice a whisper, a lustful sound.
Lips parting, body tense,
Lost in raw, electric sense.

Each touch a spark, a flame ignites,
In the darkness, pleasure lights.
Her whispered love, a gentle plea,
Bound together, wild and free.

I want you,
and want to,
kiss your lips like,
like they were my own two.
make waves of emotion
wash over you,
like a am you.
like one plus one,
equals me and you,
I can feel it in my soul
until our souls mate,
we are not whole.

I am Egg.
I am *****.
I am Y.
I am X.
I am Interest.
I am ***.
I am Born.
I am Blood.
I am Blessed.
I am Flesh.
I am Air.
I am Breathe.
I am Pain.
I am Hurt.
I am Life.
I am Death.

I was end up feeling
wrapped up in your feelings
to the point
I stop breathing
The feeling so intense
I get tense reliving.

I see your stress
your face wears it like a dress
your worries you can't address
trying to fight life, and survive the rest
asking god all the right answers to his test
nothing working out,
everything else is a mess.
lighting up another ****,
to get the stress off your chest.
Nothing is ever perfect,
not matter now hard your try.
The harder you work,
the closer you are to getting by.
Impossible to get ahead,
and you don't know why.
Getting closer to the edge,
Thank god, your passion will never die.

Without its' sheath a sword's blade becomes dull. Within it's own concealment, its strength is protected.

You pull me in,
To get pushed away,
Say things we can't take back
Rather push us further away.
Use words that nail it,
Apparently dig very deep,
You did this doesn't matter
Matter of fact,  this is your fault
Then over-react. Make up,
Then repeat the same old act.

Punching the drywall,
Caused our walls to collapse.
You keep breaking my heart
Just so we can relapse
Love is pain, my love,
I'm just stating the facts.
The scars the bottom of
Our souls, should tell you that.
Cause sometimes, we do the stepping
And sometimes, we are the ones that fall flat.

her moans. touched me like the whiskers, of a whisper - that vanished too soon. The sound plays like music to my ears,
reminiscent of my favorite tone. The sounds of her lips,
shaped from her mouth, I feel in love with her sound,
the moment she let the first note out. Poetry, by love divine,
is the music to my spirit, played by my heart. If I don't know what to do,
its means the only answer is to start.  For our only true judge is time until that day we have to depart.

There is love.
There is hate.
There is wrong.
There is right.
Then there is life.
  
-- Fact

Sometimes being lost is the best place to be.
Sometimes know better doesn't matter.
Never the less, we are all secluded on this hopeless planet, trapped in a world of confusion saturated with hate. Alone facing absent minded people, clothed like a human. Blinded by wealth and heartless pursuit of it.

If hearts are made for breaking,
then do what you have do.
cause when its through with breaking
I'll be through with you.
So when you're done with talking.
I'll be talking until you're through.
Bad mouthing me, is what you do.
and you've been talking 2,
the way you talking, that's just you, doing you.
wish you would just keeping walking too.
but I guess that just isn't you - boo.
you are lame, so that's just game -- fact is true.
I see you and you are looking
cause you don't know what to do.
doing all that talking,
guess that's just you being you.
now i got some talking to do.
whats right is wrong,
waiting for you to admit.
but somethings are just impossible.
If hearts are made for breaking,
then do what you have do.
cause when its through with breaking
i'll be through with you.
so you do all that talking you do
cause I can do some talking too.
what goes around,
is coming after you.
just wait your turn;
Karma doing what she has to do.
If hearts are made for breaking,
then do what you have do.
cause when its through with breaking
I'll be through with you.

So, if I told you,  that  25% of the people in your life, no matter what you do, will never like you. And 25% of the people in your life, will not like you at first, but might  change their mind after they get to know you, regardless of the 25% of the people in your life, that like you, that will change their mind after they hear enough negative things about you. Only leaving  25% of the people in your life, that like you, that will love you, no matter what -- would you still want to fit-in, or would finally be yourself 100% of the time?

She taught me
all I knew about love.
her whispers still linger,
In my heart they are stuck.
She taught me
beauty is skin deep
the insides is what you reap
get it wrong and you are ******.

The cool caress of water's embrace,
Mirroring the moonlight's tender grace.
Waves lap softly, whispering in the night,
Adding to our moment, pure delight.
In the depths, where shadows intertwine,
Water reflects passion, yours and mine.
Every ripple tells a tale so sweet,
As we surrender, like the tides
when the water and shore collides

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.