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SHELBY MATIAS Jan 2019
You asked me if I’m
Too shy to eat
Truth is
Your energy feeds me plenty
& When You Speak Kind Words
It Hydrates My Soul
You keep me full
Without even knowing
You give me all I need
To Survive.
SHELBY MATIAS Jan 2019
Is it my body you wish to plant
Your flag & lay claim to
Looking for buried treasure
Hoping to unearth riches
Beyond your wildest imagination
Trying to discover what men before
You have failed to possess
Rummaging through what used
To be a Holy Temple
A place of innocence
Unfortunately,those men before you
Stole every ounce of that
There is nothing left of me here...
I Am But A Hollow Shell
A Metophor Of A Woman Giving So Much While Men Take And Leave When They Get Bored,Leaving Her Feeling Worthless & Empty
SHELBY MATIAS Dec 2018
Maybe They Did Not Notice
The Tiger Behind Your Smile
The Leopard In Your Eyes
They Didn't Realize That
Something So Gorgeous
Can Be As Dangerous
As The Wolves
On Wall Street . . .
Women Can Do It Just As Good
SHELBY MATIAS Dec 2018
I Love You,
Words That Indirectly
Cause Wars When Directly
Said To Whom Intended  
A Face That Launched A
Thousand Ships
You Are My Helen Of Troy
Beauty That Marvels The
Minds Of Men & Predicts
Their Untimely Demise
Bloodshed Worth Shedding
For Your Name Will Not
Be Said In Vein
By Common Mortals
Only The Gods From
Whom You've Derived
Shall Speak So Freely. . .
SHELBY MATIAS Dec 2018
The *** wasn’t necessarily good
It was more so reminiscent
Of what I had before
It was sweet familiar
So it gave me Ecstasy in Familiarity
It made me ******
So I mistook it for love
I was desperate
for comfort . . .
SHELBY MATIAS Jul 2018
She Is Many Universes
Her Soul Spins With The Current Of The Milky Way
Her Mind Intertwines With The Galaxy
She Is Creation Itself
The Voyage To Her World
Has Taken Eons But My Travels
Are Now Over
That Night I Penetrated Through Your Atmosphere
& It's Presence Engulfed Every Layer Of My Being
Wrapping Me In It's Vortex



I Felt The Warmth
Of Your Pink Matter...
A Beautiful Metaphor Of Making Love & It's Long Time Coming

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