I'm the one you call , late nights .
Say you need some infatuation for these late nights.
You know the deal , 12 to 4 in the morning .
Girl you love them late nights , you know the deal.
Take them clothes off and dance but keep on them heals , I'm for real.
She's just trying to make love but not be in love , nothing real.
Baby you can always call me for the deal.
These late nights , we can do the impossible.
Cause I'm the one you call , late nights.
I'm down for it all.
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 2:22 PM UTC
I wasn't looking to heal the scars
Just wanted something to dig deeper.
Feels good , it flows like a peaceful river.
I earned my tiger stripes .
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 11:05 AM UTC
As I lay down with lingering cognition .
The world is unanswered or just not questionable ?
Gruesome perpetrators , despairing immolation , jubilant people and symbiotic others ?
The world is swelling , can't conclude whether is exceptional or not .
Gay , straight how ever the frame is put together for the picture .
Is it ethical or not ?
No matter the time or day , these so called "questions" are never untangled.
Despite the good or the bad or the opinions maybe even the acceptance .
Is it still unanswered or is it just not questionable ?
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
She moved on
She broke free from her hollow depleted obscure surroundings .
Every single thought has vanished , your depravity loathsome soul has demolished her heart.
She finally had enough of the torture you caused , it was like knifes being thrown at her back playing darts until you hit the bullseye , and that bullseye was her heart.
She's now drenched in her own sorrow .
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 12:52 PM UTC
I want you to touch me , passionately but yet so aggressively .
Am I wrong for thinking , I just want your body on mine .
Press your luscious flush lips on mine , rub your hands faintly but yet also so immersed .
I lose myself , you're body is so elegant , it's marvelous .
I want to make never ending libidinous love .
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 12:51 PM UTC
I hate you , that's very vigorous
The damage you have done , diversify , mutilated , abandoned .
My heart decayed , by every deceit from your prismatic divine lips.
I have become so numb to the brokenness , I'm lying if I said I loved you.
Silence but yet surrounded by so many , emptiness but yet so full of rage.
I close my eyes , squeeze them so hard I'm seeing spots of different colors .
The scars on my body are a canvas flow of artwork to the hatred I have for you deep in my burning soul.
What you've become is hard to see , the mirrors have shattered by the monster of reflection .
Cries that howl upon me , darkness is what I see .
Sleepless nights , insomnia that you caused , a million questions but not an answer to anyone , the unanswered I'll never know .
The bubbling blood , that rises when I see you or hear your name, every picture and smashed frame.
A thousand words and meanings they say a picture has but only one comes to my mind and that's hate
That's all I will ever have.
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 12:46 PM UTC
Electrifying , desirous , infatuated
Too nervous to make the first move but I'm feeling all these emotions throughout my body , I want you
I want to press my lips against yours the craving to have a taste and linger when we stop , I just crave
I want to caress every inch of your body , sublime body .
Indulgence , bliss
I can't control the craving
I have
For you.
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 12:45 PM UTC
I watch you, I watch you grow into the beautiful master piece of art you are .
You're magnificent , and rare to find.
It's the middle of the night and the moon shines bright through my window and the cool breeze blows my chimes .
My name is being howled in the mountains by you.
It's like Mozart , music to my ears .
Thus passion I have ought to be a sin , because you're a beast .
But yet so caressing so passionate .
It's a full moon , you run through every mountain .
I wait and you arrive , with therefor I pause.
Panting , motionless
I gently touch your fur and stare into your red Beaty eyes .
I can't help but pour my love , I see this beautiful art work.
Not a beast but a master piece
Nobody wants you in this town , they have such hatred , animosity .
But they are just degrading a beautiful creature .
You're so dangerous and can **** with the sharp claws and teeth but instead we make passionate never ending love and those claws scratch my back and those teeth sink in my neck .
I become alive , just like you .
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 12:44 PM UTC