She sat there, the sun in her raven hair, baring her soul to him.
He sat there enchanted, nodding at all the right moments,
mentally ******* her.

at last
God
who wears
no mask
confronts
Satan
face to face
while
going to
and
from the earth
and
always
opposing
the will of God
thus
causing man
to deviate
from the
path of God
but
through
His grace
we shall not bend
nor
lose our faith
in almighty God

****** bayonet, nurturing fallen stays,
Get inside the pressure,
Fall inside the lines,

If the sunshine was in my way,
I'd climb that mountain high,

The reasons that doubt lives,
Is found within his eyes,

She dances,
Soft,
To the rythme,
Inside,

People with hearts,
Made from glass blocks cut from fine sand,
Dounce, I say again,
All I cannot say

For years words have dropped
Down
Into my head,

Like rain on the spikes of a bromeliad,
Single splashes forming trails
And trails and trails
Trickling
Down
Around the bud,
To fling themselves into the dirt
To splash the roots.
Then slowly up the roots they go
Into the bud.

It soaks them in and soaks them in,
It is patient patient patient,
Waiting too long,
Until I think it'll never open -
And then it

Blooms.

From: Richard Riddle
using: "nicy stephanie" or "rita derrick"


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Thanks,
Richard Riddle

Splash a little water on my bourbon'
Sip and watch you get undressed.
Nothing like a quiet evening
With you ere a good night's rest.


Bold flavors fade away.
My eyes turn glassy.
You slink on hands and knees my way.
I realized tonight has just begun.

...............................................................­..

Don't remember how you got me
On the bed. Don't care.
I'm too absorbed by the wild
Dancing mane you call hair.

Orange blossom and Gardenia
Their auras leave me weak.
Tonight I don't have the strength
To fight back. Can't even speak.

Still have control of my lips at least..
I see your eyes widen and breath quicken
While you lick your lips like a beast.
Skin flares ***** as the air ceases to thicken.

..................

Someone must have slipped something in my drink.
I strangely feel that I am on drugs again..
... Where is my drink? -Oh, you found it!
And your finishing the whole glass..