rissa-ann - Hello Poetry

Like the sunrise I want your first smile in the morning- Your last thought before your eyes lie across the horizons of your skies; I want your sunset. I want your mind set Fastened next to mine on the next jet departing to the next dimension.

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Feb 7, 2015

Feb 7, 2015 at 10:02 PM UTC

Ascension

Like the sunrise I want your first smile in the morning- Your last thought before your eyes lie across the horizons of your skies; I want your sunset. I want your mind set Fastened next to mine on the next jet departing to the next dimension.

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A woman is like a flower; She blossoms. The petals of her soul stem down to her roots, and The bee that rests upon "she loves me" is the one who reaps the honey.

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Feb 7, 2015

Feb 7, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC

In Bloom

A woman is like a flower; She blossoms. The petals of her soul stem down to her roots, and The bee that rests upon "she loves me" is the one who reaps the honey.

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Every night before I rest my head I strip myself down until I am bare; What's mine is His So with Him I share. I lie myself down across the bed and prepare to implement my prayers so that we may be intimate. He enters me, penetrating my entirety He relies on me I ride on His serenity Until He releases all of the devil's ties incising me He restrains my frame and forces me to refrain from dancing in the flame Cast by my demons. Like draining, He empties me Of all residual sin remaining within He comes Into the heart of my soul And we console each other. Whispers, Heavy breathing, Until Amen We continue on conceiving Until I am whole again. He smothers my heaving chest With His Love His Love He covers me, in the midst of His love, He puts me to rest.

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Nov 26, 2013

Nov 26, 2013 at 1:26 AM UTC

Until Amen.

Every night before I rest my head I strip myself down until I am bare; What's mine is His So with Him I share. I lie myself down across the bed and prepare to implement my prayers so that we may be intimate. He enters me, penetrating my entirety He relies on me I ride on His serenity Until He releases all of the devil's ties incising me He restrains my frame and forces me to refrain from dancing in the flame Cast by my demons. Like draining, He empties me Of all residual sin remaining within He comes Into the heart of my soul And we console each other. Whispers, Heavy breathing, Until Amen We continue on conceiving Until I am whole again. He smothers my heaving chest With His Love His Love He covers me, in the midst of His love, He puts me to rest.

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Dinosaurs were in existence for 160 million years. **** Sapiens have been in existence merely 200,000 years. Will humans remain the dominant species on Earth... or are we simply a phase of life that will eventually be replaced? ...and if so, how so? Will mankind extinguish itself? Or is mankind -is the aspect of life itself- some type of chess game played by the Gods of the universe? By Gods of the universe... do I literally mean spiritual Gods and anointed souls... or do I mean the physical and chemical forces that construct and compose the world beyond the world that we live in. What about dimensions? Are the crossable? Should I mention; they say that human beings are the most intelligent creatures alive. We exist and thrive off energies and vibes yet how many of us utilize the potentials possessed within us? Does that make us less intelligent than they say? But who is 'they'? Who believes in the extraterrestrial? Who believes in Magic? Are dreams a portal to things unforeseen? Is there a higher power, or are all things reasonable and explainable through the documentations of science? Have you ever pondered the wonders of Faith? Does everything happen for a reason, or are all things coincidental? Knowledge is Power and Evolution is Revolution.

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Nov 8, 2013

Nov 8, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC

Wonders to Ponder.

Dinosaurs were in existence for 160 million years. **** Sapiens have been in existence merely 200,000 years. Will humans remain the dominant species on Earth... or are we simply a phase of life that will eventually be replaced? ...and if so, how so? Will mankind extinguish itself? Or is mankind -is the aspect of life itself- some type of chess game played by the Gods of the universe? By Gods of the universe... do I literally mean spiritual Gods and anointed souls... or do I mean the physical and chemical forces that construct and compose the world beyond the world that we live in. What about dimensions? Are the crossable? Should I mention; they say that human beings are the most intelligent creatures alive. We exist and thrive off energies and vibes yet how many of us utilize the potentials possessed within us? Does that make us less intelligent than they say? But who is 'they'? Who believes in the extraterrestrial? Who believes in Magic? Are dreams a portal to things unforeseen? Is there a higher power, or are all things reasonable and explainable through the documentations of science? Have you ever pondered the wonders of Faith? Does everything happen for a reason, or are all things coincidental? Knowledge is Power and Evolution is Revolution.

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Promises A linguistic signature to your word, as binding as cursive I'm never sure if your tongue knows which curves to merge Swerving across defining lines Dyslectic joy rides, is it still considered homicide if you hit and run when the ink dries before you have the ties to derive a sentence. Sentences Time served. Grammatically speaking, Your word Is the act of dramatically seeking the exact adjectives and verbs to Purge every truth from the definition of true. Tell me why, in your book of synonyms is Promise handcuffed to Lie... When spoken Words fly free, gravity is defied When broken Words are deceived, credibility dies Words have weight and time is heavy.

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Oct 31, 2013

Oct 31, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC

*when people break promises*

Promises A linguistic signature to your word, as binding as cursive I'm never sure if your tongue knows which curves to merge Swerving across defining lines Dyslectic joy rides, is it still considered homicide if you hit and run when the ink dries before you have the ties to derive a sentence. Sentences Time served. Grammatically speaking, Your word Is the act of dramatically seeking the exact adjectives and verbs to Purge every truth from the definition of true. Tell me why, in your book of synonyms is Promise handcuffed to Lie... When spoken Words fly free, gravity is defied When broken Words are deceived, credibility dies Words have weight and time is heavy.

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Heaven. I'd die seven times if it took that many lives to be reincarnated with a destiny parallel to you. You Could get the best of me Is it true that it could be, possibly- That the entirety of the universe is versed to the melody of our hues and energies; Energy: The strength and vitality needed for sustained activity, A persons physical and mental powers, Like electricity surging through cosmic showers... Do you wish upon a star when you see one fly? Have you ever flown high enough to gaze down at the sky? The haze of the atmospheres often glares the heavens, but I'm prepared to take you there I swear We could frenzy through the air like acrobats See, I've got wings on my back Hold on. I recognize the ring to this song We've danced through the streams of my dreams Amongst the pyramids at the first beam of the morning sun The pyramids gleam It seems the existence of life has begun A King and a Queen and a universe to conquer and run.

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Oct 4, 2013

Oct 4, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC

Cue: Heaven.

Heaven. I'd die seven times if it took that many lives to be reincarnated with a destiny parallel to you. You Could get the best of me Is it true that it could be, possibly- That the entirety of the universe is versed to the melody of our hues and energies; Energy: The strength and vitality needed for sustained activity, A persons physical and mental powers, Like electricity surging through cosmic showers... Do you wish upon a star when you see one fly? Have you ever flown high enough to gaze down at the sky? The haze of the atmospheres often glares the heavens, but I'm prepared to take you there I swear We could frenzy through the air like acrobats See, I've got wings on my back Hold on. I recognize the ring to this song We've danced through the streams of my dreams Amongst the pyramids at the first beam of the morning sun The pyramids gleam It seems the existence of life has begun A King and a Queen and a universe to conquer and run.

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One of the most frightening things a person can do is to lay yourself down (mind body and soul) in the palm of another's hand. Let them strip you down until you are bare, donning nothing but your skin and the contents of your mind.Trusting another to find you just as beautiful (both inside and out) as you value your beauty to be. The ability, to allow another to see the truths that compose your existence, doesn't always come easy. It takes a tremendous amount of bravery and courage to trust another person with the composition of your flaws and insecurities. Impurities. To give yourself to another; to hand over the key. Left only to wonder if they could still love you once they open the door and see. When hoping for the best, we must leave space in our hearts to expect the worst. Nothing is ever promised, but if we keep faith in the universe, Nothing is impossible.

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Sep 10, 2013

Sep 10, 2013 at 6:30 PM UTC

(spoken word) on: Revealing Oneself

One of the most frightening things a person can do is to lay yourself down (mind body and soul) in the palm of another's hand. Let them strip you down until you are bare, donning nothing but your skin and the contents of your mind.Trusting another to find you just as beautiful (both inside and out) as you value your beauty to be. The ability, to allow another to see the truths that compose your existence, doesn't always come easy. It takes a tremendous amount of bravery and courage to trust another person with the composition of your flaws and insecurities. Impurities. To give yourself to another; to hand over the key. Left only to wonder if they could still love you once they open the door and see. When hoping for the best, we must leave space in our hearts to expect the worst. Nothing is ever promised, but if we keep faith in the universe, Nothing is impossible.

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I don't obtain any of the qualities many girls my age appoint themselves to behold. I refrain from what I'm told that I am expected to be. I set my own expectations. I come from where it's quiet at night, my parents spent my whole life ******** my head on tight so that I will never view my insight as crooked. I've never been the girl that the cute boys liked, I've always been the sweet shy smiling type In a world filled with wrongs, I'm just trying to do right -while everyone around me is trying to be alike- I'll fight to be different. It comes naturally; I've never fit in anywhere in my life In a world full of darkness I'm just trying to be the light; I just want to be me at my highest potential. We all possess certain truths about ourselves, Sort of like facts; They encode the inevitable. They're what makes us unique, They're what makes us individuals. I'll never sell my soul. What's normal anyway?

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Aug 29, 2013

Aug 29, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC

Myself V. Normality

I don't obtain any of the qualities many girls my age appoint themselves to behold. I refrain from what I'm told that I am expected to be. I set my own expectations. I come from where it's quiet at night, my parents spent my whole life ******** my head on tight so that I will never view my insight as crooked. I've never been the girl that the cute boys liked, I've always been the sweet shy smiling type In a world filled with wrongs, I'm just trying to do right -while everyone around me is trying to be alike- I'll fight to be different. It comes naturally; I've never fit in anywhere in my life In a world full of darkness I'm just trying to be the light; I just want to be me at my highest potential. We all possess certain truths about ourselves, Sort of like facts; They encode the inevitable. They're what makes us unique, They're what makes us individuals. I'll never sell my soul. What's normal anyway?

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The girl Bound by the ties of her truths. Sleuths Blinding her with magnetizing eyes The Devil Cloaking her soul with choking lies But she's crucified like Jesus.

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Aug 28, 2013

Aug 28, 2013 at 10:16 PM UTC

Inevitable.

The girl Bound by the ties of her truths. Sleuths Blinding her with magnetizing eyes The Devil Cloaking her soul with choking lies But she's crucified like Jesus.

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A kiss on the neck, a nibble on the lobe, a midday *** text, by a promise of deep console. The wholeness of my ******* where your fingertips rest Your lips. A quick dip into the abyss- Lingerie, slips slowly risqué ...strip. Flip positions. Your wrists, I want them bound. Restriction. Submission. I want you motionless as I kiss my expedition down... Your deep abyss, I can give you my answer, in depth, solely for your bliss, but let's go back to square one, your happiness starts with my tongue, subtle licks followed by the patter of my lips, no longer free are my ankles, as I submit to you my wrists, knowing all along what turns you on is the throbbing nature that has over taken my ***** it you its yearning for? Two inches more and I shall welcome you inside the entrance of my esophageal door how impolite would I be without offering a tour? Let us slip down the walls until we reach the pits of the floor of my stomach -you've been here before- I want to flood the shores of your beaches before the swimmers reach their destiny You get the best of me. Long strokes You invest in me. If I unbind you, will you stay next to me? Digesting The waves of lost control pulsating across your face... you need me I free you from your ties. My thighs slide apart wider and wider... I wade in the tides of your eyes... Your thighs wider, as my lips come near, instead of my hips your grips around my ears, as I whisper sweet nothings to lips with no ears, but wait as I pause to give you no break, I slip two fingers to let my tongue escape beyond boundaries unknown. Moan, scratch, bite then slap. Now hush, as flip you over, to pull your hair exhilarating your sensations to come over and over. Now both dripping wet, will you invite me in, it's only chocolate, an aphrodisiac, or a nemphos best friend. Welcome, Come inside. It's slippery, Slip and slide when you dip in me Every time I'm still surprised at just how fulfilling you are. The ride is thrilling Abiding the hills of my ******* to will their weight Up And Down -The sound of your shallow breath- There is A depth At which which you'll drown Submerging great lengths beneath the surface of my sea Enchanting Entrancing You instill great strength When you're lying beneath me Flying Effortlessly It feels like freedom. To be inside you, and underneath, in control of your heart to my beat. Hands occupied, full grasped, stroking every inch of your fantass-tick tock, unwind your inner time clock with my **** as I roll my hips, tightening is your handless grip, wet, don't slip, climatic joy as my tip finds your **** Release. Your **** is the beast That feasts On my deceased beauty. Really and Truly I can not fully grip the grasp of the thought of my fantastic tick tock Blown off the clock -rock solid **** You won. No man before has coerced me to come- You have me at a loss to think Sentences spilling in hologram ink I blink. It's such a quick motion, blink, rewet, now you have my full devotion, to divulge into your mind of the nature of what's been created by my subtle ****** notions, or a blunt hint, which allows me to explore more with deeper extent, long melodic notes, of your deep breaths that hum along my throat, as I stroke, take note, I've physically exhausted you mentally by sensually exciting your frontal lobe.

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Aug 21, 2013

Aug 21, 2013 at 8:35 PM UTC

Collaboration Poem.

A kiss on the neck, a nibble on the lobe, a midday *** text, by a promise of deep console. The wholeness of my ******* where your fingertips rest Your lips. A quick dip into the abyss- Lingerie, slips slowly risqué ...strip. Flip positions. Your wrists, I want them bound. Restriction. Submission. I want you motionless as I kiss my expedition down... Your deep abyss, I can give you my answer, in depth, solely for your bliss, but let's go back to square one, your happiness starts with my tongue, subtle licks followed by the patter of my lips, no longer free are my ankles, as I submit to you my wrists, knowing all along what turns you on is the throbbing nature that has over taken my ***** it you its yearning for? Two inches more and I shall welcome you inside the entrance of my esophageal door how impolite would I be without offering a tour? Let us slip down the walls until we reach the pits of the floor of my stomach -you've been here before- I want to flood the shores of your beaches before the swimmers reach their destiny You get the best of me. Long strokes You invest in me. If I unbind you, will you stay next to me? Digesting The waves of lost control pulsating across your face... you need me I free you from your ties. My thighs slide apart wider and wider... I wade in the tides of your eyes... Your thighs wider, as my lips come near, instead of my hips your grips around my ears, as I whisper sweet nothings to lips with no ears, but wait as I pause to give you no break, I slip two fingers to let my tongue escape beyond boundaries unknown. Moan, scratch, bite then slap. Now hush, as flip you over, to pull your hair exhilarating your sensations to come over and over. Now both dripping wet, will you invite me in, it's only chocolate, an aphrodisiac, or a nemphos best friend. Welcome, Come inside. It's slippery, Slip and slide when you dip in me Every time I'm still surprised at just how fulfilling you are. The ride is thrilling Abiding the hills of my ******* to will their weight Up And Down -The sound of your shallow breath- There is A depth At which which you'll drown Submerging great lengths beneath the surface of my sea Enchanting Entrancing You instill great strength When you're lying beneath me Flying Effortlessly It feels like freedom. To be inside you, and underneath, in control of your heart to my beat. Hands occupied, full grasped, stroking every inch of your fantass-tick tock, unwind your inner time clock with my **** as I roll my hips, tightening is your handless grip, wet, don't slip, climatic joy as my tip finds your **** Release. Your **** is the beast That feasts On my deceased beauty. Really and Truly I can not fully grip the grasp of the thought of my fantastic tick tock Blown off the clock -rock solid **** You won. No man before has coerced me to come- You have me at a loss to think Sentences spilling in hologram ink I blink. It's such a quick motion, blink, rewet, now you have my full devotion, to divulge into your mind of the nature of what's been created by my subtle ****** notions, or a blunt hint, which allows me to explore more with deeper extent, long melodic notes, of your deep breaths that hum along my throat, as I stroke, take note, I've physically exhausted you mentally by sensually exciting your frontal lobe.

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