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the-black-beast
the-black-beast
English Poetry for me is a way to express myself in a way that forces me to think about what I'm writing. Slightly calming and yet extremely agitating. / / "I'd rather feel like I've had all taken, than tell myself that there is still more to lose"
I worked to earn enough to live. That was the purpose of my life. There was no plan of having kids. There was no way I'd find a wife. When life got dark, I felt at home. The thought of friendship made me hide. I didn't have the strength to thrive With dread and fear there, side by side. I never really loved myself. I never valued what was me. Day by day I soldiered on, With no-one there to hear my plea. I'd barely eat. I'd always stray. I'd be on xbox through the day. My only wish. The price I'd pay. To earn the right to pass away. The emphasis of where I was, Is crucial that I name. It's not to bring you sadness, And it's not to bring me shame. When I look back, I see the boy, Who had no earthly plan. But that was all before we met, And you brought out the man. You saw the strength inside me, That I'd lost so long ago. You shared with me your future, And you taught me how to grow. You saw that boy and broke the chain. You showed me I had more to gain. You brought a calmness to my brain, And brought an end to years of pain. You stoked the flame inside me, Using embers of your own. And now I feel your presence, Even when I'm all alone. I feel the fingerprints you left, Upon that broken boy. I see them in the gifts I give, And when I'm feeling joy. And when I'm feeling sadness, I feel their presence, too. 'Cause now, I have a future, And the strength to see it through. These parts of me, I now adore. The ones I hid away before. I see your presence more and more. A truth in me I won't ignore. I find that now, when I look back, I no longer feel numb. I see the changes in my life, And know there's more to come. I'm working on my openness. I'm letting my voice speak. I have more confidence each day, To stand in pride, not sneak. I'm starting conversations now. I'm letting people in. I'm going out for drinks each month, And don't feel trapped within. Today, you think that I am great. To that, I say, "Oh, just you wait." Because of you, I won't stagnate. I'll live the life you helped create.
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4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 11:15 PM UTC
Part III - The Fire
I worked to earn enough to live. That was the purpose of my life. There was no plan of having kids. There was no way I'd find a wife. When life got dark, I felt at home. The thought of friendship made me hide. I didn't have the strength to thrive With dread and fear there, side by side. I never really loved myself. I never valued what was me. Day by day I soldiered on, With no-one there to hear my plea. I'd barely eat. I'd always stray. I'd be on xbox through the day. My only wish. The price I'd pay. To earn the right to pass away. The emphasis of where I was, Is crucial that I name. It's not to bring you sadness, And it's not to bring me shame. When I look back, I see the boy, Who had no earthly plan. But that was all before we met, And you brought out the man. You saw the strength inside me, That I'd lost so long ago. You shared with me your future, And you taught me how to grow. You saw that boy and broke the chain. You showed me I had more to gain. You brought a calmness to my brain, And brought an end to years of pain. You stoked the flame inside me, Using embers of your own. And now I feel your presence, Even when I'm all alone. I feel the fingerprints you left, Upon that broken boy. I see them in the gifts I give, And when I'm feeling joy. And when I'm feeling sadness, I feel their presence, too. 'Cause now, I have a future, And the strength to see it through. These parts of me, I now adore. The ones I hid away before. I see your presence more and more. A truth in me I won't ignore. I find that now, when I look back, I no longer feel numb. I see the changes in my life, And know there's more to come. I'm working on my openness. I'm letting my voice speak. I have more confidence each day, To stand in pride, not sneak. I'm starting conversations now. I'm letting people in. I'm going out for drinks each month, And don't feel trapped within. Today, you think that I am great. To that, I say, "Oh, just you wait." Because of you, I won't stagnate. I'll live the life you helped create.
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To say that without you, I'd be The same as now, is not quite true. To say it blunt and clear for all, There'd be no me if not for you. There'd be no roof above my head. I'd live in nature, like a gnome. 136 is just a place, So thanks for making it my home. I hide away and live alone, Afraid to draw the curtains back. But there is no hiding from you, Unless I wanna get a smack. The one light constant through the years. Your quiet kindness through my tears. The one heart that still perseveres. And somehow calms my deepest fears. You've had hard times, it's safe to say. The difficulties you've been through. And yet, you're always there for all. Spreading love is what you do. When K was asking you for funds, And your account was close to nil. I saw that sadness in your eyes, "If I don't help, then who else will?" It's not your job to fix the world, And yet you do it with such grace. As if ordained by God himself. A beacon in the darkest place. You somehow still found time for me. You saw my fears and dragged me free. I'm thankful, beyond joy and glee. In ways too vast for poetry. The few good deeds I've done for you, Are trivial at best. A very easy price to pay, To know that I am blessed. When J needs help with all their mess, As they can't see the floor. You're already in full game face, By the time you've touched the door. You're the capstone and foundation. Last to leave and first to show. The words I need to thank you, I can't find, nor ever know. Your fire burns forever bright, But sadness comes to hog the light. I fear the days you're out of sight. The warmth that holds me close at night. I see the good you do the world, Despite the costs you pay. It gives me hope as I strive on, To match your acts one day. I feel your generosity, In simple acts I do. That part of me that reaches out, Is all because of you. You reach beyond my senses, With the care that's in your voice. I feel the love you always spread. I mimic it by choice. Within the man, you helped repair. Within the deeds, I hope to share. I see the truth of what is there. Your inspiration. Everywhere.
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4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 7:07 PM UTC
Part II - The Lantern
To say that without you, I'd be The same as now, is not quite true. To say it blunt and clear for all, There'd be no me if not for you. There'd be no roof above my head. I'd live in nature, like a gnome. 136 is just a place, So thanks for making it my home. I hide away and live alone, Afraid to draw the curtains back. But there is no hiding from you, Unless I wanna get a smack. The one light constant through the years. Your quiet kindness through my tears. The one heart that still perseveres. And somehow calms my deepest fears. You've had hard times, it's safe to say. The difficulties you've been through. And yet, you're always there for all. Spreading love is what you do. When K was asking you for funds, And your account was close to nil. I saw that sadness in your eyes, "If I don't help, then who else will?" It's not your job to fix the world, And yet you do it with such grace. As if ordained by God himself. A beacon in the darkest place. You somehow still found time for me. You saw my fears and dragged me free. I'm thankful, beyond joy and glee. In ways too vast for poetry. The few good deeds I've done for you, Are trivial at best. A very easy price to pay, To know that I am blessed. When J needs help with all their mess, As they can't see the floor. You're already in full game face, By the time you've touched the door. You're the capstone and foundation. Last to leave and first to show. The words I need to thank you, I can't find, nor ever know. Your fire burns forever bright, But sadness comes to hog the light. I fear the days you're out of sight. The warmth that holds me close at night. I see the good you do the world, Despite the costs you pay. It gives me hope as I strive on, To match your acts one day. I feel your generosity, In simple acts I do. That part of me that reaches out, Is all because of you. You reach beyond my senses, With the care that's in your voice. I feel the love you always spread. I mimic it by choice. Within the man, you helped repair. Within the deeds, I hope to share. I see the truth of what is there. Your inspiration. Everywhere.
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You thank me all the time, you do. You make it seem like I lose out. But this is just the start of what, I'd like to really talk about. I'd like to note all that you've done. I'd like to go back to the start. To list the things you've offered me. Your time. Your home. And then, your heart. I'd like to thank you for it all. But time, eternal, can't contain, The vastness of the gratitude, I feel and know, in soul and brain. As you read on, i hope you'll see, The truth behind this poetry. So, here's the start of what's to be, An epic tale of you and me. Your first appearance. Nathan's house. When yugioh was social glue. I would've thanked you if I'd known, The future that I'd have with you. When you suggested a new job, And pressured B to ask around. Your push to make me live for more, Helped get my finance off the ground. "Well, now you work with B", you said, "You may as well come live with us. It saves you from that ****** flat, And stops you waiting for the bus." While others let me fade unseen, You appeared in the space between. Through all of it, you've always been, The person that makes me feel seen. I won't thank you for statements, vague. That goes against my core intent. You need to know that what I say, Is EXACTLY what I meant. You've seen my weakness and my strength. You've seen the parts of me I hide. And yet, with open arms (and legs), You've always been right by my side. You never made me earn your trust, Or made me fight to win your grace. You've always said "just come right here." In your home (or on your face). Through force of habit, I will say, That at my weakest, "I'm okay." But you'll approach, while others stay, And sit with me through that dark day. Not everything you do is grand. The small things often mean the most. They move through me as if your acts, Are sponsored by the Holy Ghost. You message me: "Thinking of you." That's a phrase I hear, so rare. Time and time and time again, You show me that I have you there. You made me feel included in, A family that wasn't mine. You showed me my potential in A world that wouldn't see me shine. I'm thankful that when I feel numb, Like I'm a trodden stick of gum, This world may leave me cold and glum, But there you are, and you say "come."
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6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 5:23 PM UTC
Part I - The Spark
You thank me all the time, you do. You make it seem like I lose out. But this is just the start of what, I'd like to really talk about. I'd like to note all that you've done. I'd like to go back to the start. To list the things you've offered me. Your time. Your home. And then, your heart. I'd like to thank you for it all. But time, eternal, can't contain, The vastness of the gratitude, I feel and know, in soul and brain. As you read on, i hope you'll see, The truth behind this poetry. So, here's the start of what's to be, An epic tale of you and me. Your first appearance. Nathan's house. When yugioh was social glue. I would've thanked you if I'd known, The future that I'd have with you. When you suggested a new job, And pressured B to ask around. Your push to make me live for more, Helped get my finance off the ground. "Well, now you work with B", you said, "You may as well come live with us. It saves you from that ****** flat, And stops you waiting for the bus." While others let me fade unseen, You appeared in the space between. Through all of it, you've always been, The person that makes me feel seen. I won't thank you for statements, vague. That goes against my core intent. You need to know that what I say, Is EXACTLY what I meant. You've seen my weakness and my strength. You've seen the parts of me I hide. And yet, with open arms (and legs), You've always been right by my side. You never made me earn your trust, Or made me fight to win your grace. You've always said "just come right here." In your home (or on your face). Through force of habit, I will say, That at my weakest, "I'm okay." But you'll approach, while others stay, And sit with me through that dark day. Not everything you do is grand. The small things often mean the most. They move through me as if your acts, Are sponsored by the Holy Ghost. You message me: "Thinking of you." That's a phrase I hear, so rare. Time and time and time again, You show me that I have you there. You made me feel included in, A family that wasn't mine. You showed me my potential in A world that wouldn't see me shine. I'm thankful that when I feel numb, Like I'm a trodden stick of gum, This world may leave me cold and glum, But there you are, and you say "come."
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Its cold and its raining But you've asked to meet once more I will show up and be there for you But this has happened before I'm in the cab and on my way You let the grateful thanks pour "(You) couldn't cope without (me)" But you've said that before I'm nearly there, but you stop texting I arrive cold and wet at your door No answer to my knock, text or call But you've done this before The river flowing down the road As I treat this curb like the shore Taking a seat with my feet in the ocean But I've sat here before An hour has passed and now I must go I'm soaked and blue to the core Next time ... next time I'll make it you faster But we've ... I've been here before
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Nov 24, 2022
Nov 24, 2022 at 11:33 AM UTC
Again
I know that you've forgiven him, For beating you at first, For choking you against that wall, In that violent outburst. I've heard you justify his rage, And play down his abuse, "He'd had a rough upbringing" But I reject that excuse! You say "It only happened once", You say "I made a stand", But since that day I see new marks, And imagine his backhand. I know that you still love him, And you've sacrificed so much, But I fear the day his actions, Leave you walking with a crutch. I fear the day he breaks your spirit, The day he breaks your arm, The day that its too late to help, To stop him causing harm. I know you'd never testify, Which leaves me with one choice. To break the one you love because You will not use your voice. I know you'll hate and disown me, You'll scream and push and shove. Forever I will wait for you To forgive me too, my love.
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Jan 2, 2022
Jan 2, 2022 at 8:59 PM UTC
How can you love him?
COVID. Another reason to lock the doors and die alone
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Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 8:43 PM UTC
Lockdown 10w
I would rather struggle to live my life Than make those who care struggle to accept my death For now
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Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 3:08 PM UTC
Suicide?
As I awake There's no mistake I dreamt of you tonight. Your cheeky grin Your gentle skin Your eyes a full delight You're full of fun And number one For beauty on this earth So **** too And if you knew You'd realise your worth When on my mind You soon will find A stiffness start to grow My breath gets deep As if I sleep, My hands start to clench low. I start to lust For your sweet bust Beside me as I lay. So as I stand With no day planned "What you up to today?"
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Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
What you up to today?
Candle 1 Part 1 A lonely standing candle Burning slow and dancing free. It flickers light across the room On a naked, you and me. Our eyes are locked together, Shadows dancing everywhere. I lightly graze your cheekbone As I brush aside your hair. Your lips quiver in waiting, Sending shivers to your toes. Your breath begins to quicken As our distance starts to close. Oxytocin fills your body And you feel yourself set free As you feel my lips make contact, And surrender yours to me. Part 2 Soft and warm as candlelight. Moist as summer rain. Our lips divide for one last breath Before they join again. A rush now overcomes us As they merge together fast. Our teeth, like little soldiers As our tongues race to get past. Your arms grab my head tightly As they don't want me to leave. My beard tickles you slightly As our heads just bob and weave. As the candle wick burns lower, My lips lower down your skin. First the neck and then the chest. Let the escapade begin. Part 3 With my lips above your cleavage My hands graze along your side, 'Til they softly cup your ******* Which are beautiful and wide. You feel a soft massage start as Your underboob is tight. My lips stil slowly falling 'Til your ******* are in sight. Your fingers knotted in my hair, Your legs around my waist. As my tongue begins to circle Before getting its first taste. A quiet moan as my lips kiss And **** upon your nips. A few more moments, then it's time To move down to your hips. Part 4 This candle, nearly finished, So, the lower I must get. Your leg lock loosens on me As you start to pant and sweat. It starts with long sweet kisses, Then a jiggle of the **** As my arms lock round your thighs and Pull my face right into it. My fingers spread you open As I take on one last breath. And dive in to taste the sweet treat, 'Til ****** or death. A loud moan and long shiver As my tongue now finds its mark. And so, the candle burns away, With us breathless in the dark. Candle 2 Part 1 You light a second candle And announce that it's my turn. That I should lay upon my back And let this candle this burn. This view of you beside the light, I simply, cannot speak. My eyes and jaw snap open as My muscles all fall weak. Half lit by waltzing ambers, while, The shadows claim the rest. Not to jump up now and take you Is a difficult request. My time to wait is over as You join me on the floor. Making sure that as you fall our Yearning lips collide once more. Part 2 The wave of kissing deepens. Your hand scrapes me as it falls. First, my chest, and then my abs, And then it ends up on my ***** Our mouths pay no attention to What's happening below. As your hand now grips my shaft and Starts the rhythm off real slow. My wood becomes pure iron as I feel your tempo surge. And my breath becomes more stuttered As you hold me on the verge. You kindly ease down on your pace And pull from one last kiss. And as your head gets lower down I know I'll enjoy this. Part 3 You lick along the shaft and then You loosen up your grip, As your eyes engage my member And you spit upon the tip. Your mouth now claims it's dinner As you gobble up my taint And the sudden ******* motion Makes me start to feel all faint The slurping noises louden as Your neck goes to and fro With each mouthful getting deeper As you find a steady flow. My fingers link around your hair. Your throat feels my quick ****** Then while you gag and catch your breath You turn and then adjust Part 4 Your lip service keeps coming As you keep your stable pace. The only difference now is that You're sitting on my face. My mouth now back to action as My tongue begins to weave. My hands spread your cheeks open so My nose has space to breathe. Your flattened ******* lay dormant as Your **** now starts to twerk. And you grind your **** pumpum Over one ecstatic smirk. Our need for foreplay, over, As we finish on our snack, As the candle wax runs empty and The room returns to black Candle 3 Part 1 I vanish in the darkness and You roll onto your spine. You hear the sound of a match strike, And see the candle shine. You see me jump towards you as You spread your legs apart. You giggle as you clearly see I cannot wait to start. Your lips begin to open as My tip begins to breach. My arms hold on your waist as you Soon lose the skill of speech. The steadfast pump continues with No need to yet go fast. Let us endure every moment As we feel each second last. Part 2 Your eagerness is striking as You push me to the ground. As you start the task of riding And regain the gift of sound. Your moaning echoes round us as You struggle to pronounce, Now your pace sets out to quicken And your ******* commence to bounce. As your stamina decreases you Decide to turn about. And you pull a full 180 Without letting me slip out. You then continue bouncing with More power in each ****** As our minds are lost to time and Our control is lost to lust. Part 3 I sternly lean you forward then I kneel behind your rear. Quickly getting back to business But I take it up a gear. I hold on tightly with both hands. You feel me deep inside. As your ******* hang low and jiggle on With each and every stride. Your head now rests on your crossed arms. No strength to hold your pose. As the ramming still continues In the dimly lit shadows. Our breaths are long and staggered with Our bodies drenched in sweat. So I choose to change position as It isn't over yet. Part 4 I lift you to the wall and hold My fingers to your throat, As I resume the insertion And your brain begins to float. A gasp of air revives you as My hand loosens its grip. But an intense rush consumes you As you start to twitch and drip. I let you sit upon the floor And offer out my ***** You swiftly take it in your mouth And suckle on this load. A ****** overcomes me and I blow inside your jaw. As the light begins to flicker And the candle burns no more. Candle 4 Part 1 The final wick ignited as Together, we lay still. The time of action, over as We both have had our fill. Our ribcages expanding as Our lungs almost break out. Overworked and undernourished as We rest from our workout. Your head is resting on my arm, Your eyes stare at my chest. They mark out a new spot for you To use as an armrest. A light cascade of fingertips Caress across my side As your hand takes its position At the place that you had eyed. Part 2 I see your cheeky smile as I feel your tickle too As i let out a quick giggle And then try to tickle you. A quick under and over as Your hand comes up to block Within moments it is over As our fingers clasp and lock. A sudden change of vibe now as Our pupils lock as one. As we both, within this moment, Have been hit with shock and stun. Our heads both drawn together as We again lose control. As our lips are reunited And our tongues start their patrol. Part 3 With our bodies spent and aching The smooch doesn't last too long As you lift your head and smile at The thought of nothing wrong I can see the candle dancing as Your eyes reflect its glow As our hands continue clutching as We both will not let go. My brain records this moment that I never will forget. How beautiful you look right now Still covered in your sweat. You rest your head below my neck, An ear upon my frame. As you listen to my heartbeat And you hear it call your name. Part 4 Your eyelids start to weaken and Your breaths start to extend Soon you feel your body slipping And your consciousness, transcend. A light snore soon escapes you and I cannot help but grin, As I don't want to disturb you As you sleep upon my skin. My arm is dead and stinging so I try to change my stance. I slide it out as I try not To wake you up by chance. I cuddle up beside you as The room goes void of light. I kiss your hair and then I wish Sweet dreams for you tonight.
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Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 5:31 AM UTC
4 Candles (+250 lines)
Candle 1 Part 1 A lonely standing candle Burning slow and dancing free. It flickers light across the room On a naked, you and me. Our eyes are locked together, Shadows dancing everywhere. I lightly graze your cheekbone As I brush aside your hair. Your lips quiver in waiting, Sending shivers to your toes. Your breath begins to quicken As our distance starts to close. Oxytocin fills your body And you feel yourself set free As you feel my lips make contact, And surrender yours to me. Part 2 Soft and warm as candlelight. Moist as summer rain. Our lips divide for one last breath Before they join again. A rush now overcomes us As they merge together fast. Our teeth, like little soldiers As our tongues race to get past. Your arms grab my head tightly As they don't want me to leave. My beard tickles you slightly As our heads just bob and weave. As the candle wick burns lower, My lips lower down your skin. First the neck and then the chest. Let the escapade begin. Part 3 With my lips above your cleavage My hands graze along your side, 'Til they softly cup your ******* Which are beautiful and wide. You feel a soft massage start as Your underboob is tight. My lips stil slowly falling 'Til your ******* are in sight. Your fingers knotted in my hair, Your legs around my waist. As my tongue begins to circle Before getting its first taste. A quiet moan as my lips kiss And **** upon your nips. A few more moments, then it's time To move down to your hips. Part 4 This candle, nearly finished, So, the lower I must get. Your leg lock loosens on me As you start to pant and sweat. It starts with long sweet kisses, Then a jiggle of the **** As my arms lock round your thighs and Pull my face right into it. My fingers spread you open As I take on one last breath. And dive in to taste the sweet treat, 'Til ****** or death. A loud moan and long shiver As my tongue now finds its mark. And so, the candle burns away, With us breathless in the dark. Candle 2 Part 1 You light a second candle And announce that it's my turn. That I should lay upon my back And let this candle this burn. This view of you beside the light, I simply, cannot speak. My eyes and jaw snap open as My muscles all fall weak. Half lit by waltzing ambers, while, The shadows claim the rest. Not to jump up now and take you Is a difficult request. My time to wait is over as You join me on the floor. Making sure that as you fall our Yearning lips collide once more. Part 2 The wave of kissing deepens. Your hand scrapes me as it falls. First, my chest, and then my abs, And then it ends up on my ***** Our mouths pay no attention to What's happening below. As your hand now grips my shaft and Starts the rhythm off real slow. My wood becomes pure iron as I feel your tempo surge. And my breath becomes more stuttered As you hold me on the verge. You kindly ease down on your pace And pull from one last kiss. And as your head gets lower down I know I'll enjoy this. Part 3 You lick along the shaft and then You loosen up your grip, As your eyes engage my member And you spit upon the tip. Your mouth now claims it's dinner As you gobble up my taint And the sudden ******* motion Makes me start to feel all faint The slurping noises louden as Your neck goes to and fro With each mouthful getting deeper As you find a steady flow. My fingers link around your hair. Your throat feels my quick ****** Then while you gag and catch your breath You turn and then adjust Part 4 Your lip service keeps coming As you keep your stable pace. The only difference now is that You're sitting on my face. My mouth now back to action as My tongue begins to weave. My hands spread your cheeks open so My nose has space to breathe. Your flattened ******* lay dormant as Your **** now starts to twerk. And you grind your **** pumpum Over one ecstatic smirk. Our need for foreplay, over, As we finish on our snack, As the candle wax runs empty and The room returns to black Candle 3 Part 1 I vanish in the darkness and You roll onto your spine. You hear the sound of a match strike, And see the candle shine. You see me jump towards you as You spread your legs apart. You giggle as you clearly see I cannot wait to start. Your lips begin to open as My tip begins to breach. My arms hold on your waist as you Soon lose the skill of speech. The steadfast pump continues with No need to yet go fast. Let us endure every moment As we feel each second last. Part 2 Your eagerness is striking as You push me to the ground. As you start the task of riding And regain the gift of sound. Your moaning echoes round us as You struggle to pronounce, Now your pace sets out to quicken And your ******* commence to bounce. As your stamina decreases you Decide to turn about. And you pull a full 180 Without letting me slip out. You then continue bouncing with More power in each ****** As our minds are lost to time and Our control is lost to lust. Part 3 I sternly lean you forward then I kneel behind your rear. Quickly getting back to business But I take it up a gear. I hold on tightly with both hands. You feel me deep inside. As your ******* hang low and jiggle on With each and every stride. Your head now rests on your crossed arms. No strength to hold your pose. As the ramming still continues In the dimly lit shadows. Our breaths are long and staggered with Our bodies drenched in sweat. So I choose to change position as It isn't over yet. Part 4 I lift you to the wall and hold My fingers to your throat, As I resume the insertion And your brain begins to float. A gasp of air revives you as My hand loosens its grip. But an intense rush consumes you As you start to twitch and drip. I let you sit upon the floor And offer out my ***** You swiftly take it in your mouth And suckle on this load. A ****** overcomes me and I blow inside your jaw. As the light begins to flicker And the candle burns no more. Candle 4 Part 1 The final wick ignited as Together, we lay still. The time of action, over as We both have had our fill. Our ribcages expanding as Our lungs almost break out. Overworked and undernourished as We rest from our workout. Your head is resting on my arm, Your eyes stare at my chest. They mark out a new spot for you To use as an armrest. A light cascade of fingertips Caress across my side As your hand takes its position At the place that you had eyed. Part 2 I see your cheeky smile as I feel your tickle too As i let out a quick giggle And then try to tickle you. A quick under and over as Your hand comes up to block Within moments it is over As our fingers clasp and lock. A sudden change of vibe now as Our pupils lock as one. As we both, within this moment, Have been hit with shock and stun. Our heads both drawn together as We again lose control. As our lips are reunited And our tongues start their patrol. Part 3 With our bodies spent and aching The smooch doesn't last too long As you lift your head and smile at The thought of nothing wrong I can see the candle dancing as Your eyes reflect its glow As our hands continue clutching as We both will not let go. My brain records this moment that I never will forget. How beautiful you look right now Still covered in your sweat. You rest your head below my neck, An ear upon my frame. As you listen to my heartbeat And you hear it call your name. Part 4 Your eyelids start to weaken and Your breaths start to extend Soon you feel your body slipping And your consciousness, transcend. A light snore soon escapes you and I cannot help but grin, As I don't want to disturb you As you sleep upon my skin. My arm is dead and stinging so I try to change my stance. I slide it out as I try not To wake you up by chance. I cuddle up beside you as The room goes void of light. I kiss your hair and then I wish Sweet dreams for you tonight.
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I can feel it rising up I can feel it becoming a part of me A waking morning thought And a soothing night's dream. Too easily do I end up here This clifftop peak of potential joy Too simply do I jump without harness And too simply do I fall without hope. All it takes is a smile A good laugh and a set of ******* Then I'm drawn in  like a dead fish In the proverbial toilet bowl It's funny how often I jump How often I convince myself of reciprocation But the truth is I'm ugly Ugly in sight, in conversation and in company I have a quick wit but a slow start Silence is a majority in my life So I choose this time to stop To walk away before humiliation She is beautiful, funny, happy I'm quiet, slow and stiff She lives with fairies in the clouds I live with worms in the dirt So I shall stay here and live Avoid public announcements and actions Avoid the weening possibility of joy For the reality of loneliness At least here I'm safe
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Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 4:10 PM UTC
Rising up again