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Mar 2016

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That maybe I was created to live forever alone.

Feb 2016

Craig Harrison

5 senses

My eyes do not gaze upon who you are
they see the person you will become

I do not hear your words that time will forget
I listen to your heart

When my fingers tingle your skin as they move down your body
I do not feal the scars that life as given you
I feal the memories that you gained in that life

The aroma that comes oozing from your body
is not that of sweat but of your soul

As our lips touch and we kiss for the first time
I will forever remember the taste of strawberries
for it takes all 5 senses to know a person
My eyes to see you for who you are and who you'll become
my ears to listen to your beautiful voice
touch to feel when you are cold
my nose to smell the perfume you brought
and my taste to really appreciate the meal you worked hard to make
it takes all 5 senses to know a person

I'm aware that for a large amount of people 5 senses is not possible and although this poem lead to been about 5 senses it was actually intended to represent that for a relationship to work properly it takes a lot of effort.. you have to be willing to listen to each other, to tell when they need you with out them saying, to appreciate when they buy something fancy, relationships aren't just about *** they are about 2 people becoming one.. If a person doesn't pay full attention to their partner the relationship will most likely fail.... So this Valentines Day, pay not just attention, pay full attention.

Happy Valentines Day

Create Imagine Express Free Feb 2016

Invisible Scars

I ran my hands across the large gruesome scar he had stretch across his back. Out of his entire muscular built body I massage, That healed **** was what I remember best. You see, I massage number of bodies and I pick up people's pain pretty well through my experience and profession. and through that scar, I can tell he's been through life's hard lessons. Throughout the massage, I could sense the attraction. By the way I rub through his body he was having intense reactions. I slide my hands towards the back of neck, his hands slid up my arms and put my hands on his chest. And for a moment, I felt I was holding him, For a minute, I felt I belong to him. And before I knew it, I was close to him and each second, I wanted him. Before it could go any further, I stop him and said to him:

I have to be honest, I do want you
The times that we shared secret eye contact before, I already wanted you
But before we go any further, I have to do this
I signal him to lay on his belly and gave that rememberable scar a passionate kiss
As he turned toward me while laying on the table I said:

If you can't tell what I am doing
I'm kissing the memory of your past that probably was ruined
Not only am I kissing this scar but part of your soul that was broken apart
I'm giving you what I desperately need, I brought his hands to my heart
And said
But we can't go any further, if you can't kiss back these invisible scars

Kiss them with every intention to heal them like over time yours had healed
Hold me, protect me and give me the feeling of being safe, help me allow me to feel. give me a reason to tell you what I been through, Than make love to me passionately, I want to know how it feels to cry in front of another and spiritually connect to it's full capacity
But if you can't do that for me
Show me I am good enough to love by ending this now
Let go of lust if you here are to play with me and just mess around
Prove to me you accept me, by letting me go and leave out of this building without hurting my soul
Give me the opportunity to give you boundaries and trust again, Promise me that out of this I can make a new friend.
**** my loneliness with your company
Bury my pain with your gradual love for me
And In return, I will give you it back with a %100 pure heart
But whatever you do, If you touch me like that again have every intentions to heal my invisible scars

It's now released and now I can let go of the fantasy.Happy Valentines day superman

#kiss #me #invisible #scars #heal

Jan 2016

Black Jewelz

She is Royal

There lives a woman who
Seems mystical, even mythical
--It is true--
Because she is biblical;
Rarer than a precious jewel.

She is virtuous
She is loyal
She is courteous...

She is royal.

She shines brilliantly, like a star cluster trapped inside a room.
She glistens like jubilant sun rays dancing atop the ocean.
The wind of her voice sets inspiration in motion,
Like a sonic boom.

She is powerful.

She is virtuous,
Who is worthy? Just
Wonder & coil
In a corner & toil
As you ponder this.
And honor this
Acknowledgment,

Because she is royal.

Don't dare compare her to the likes of
Nefertiti or Isis.
They are not so estimable,
You couldn't buy her even with a million zeros before the decimal,
Because...

She is priceless.

So the King adorned her,
Because the King adores her.

She is beautiful, so they say,
But such a meager word could not suffice,
Because her true charm emanates like waves
In the ardent expression of her practice of life.
And from her mind and her soul.
Her precious heart--more precious than gold--
Looks like a kaleidoscope of rare gems,
Darting dazzling colors; the spectrum in whole.

Diamonds die in comparison,
Hand her a diadem...

She is special
She is jovial
She is gentle

She is royal.

She is not haughty,
Nor does she flaunt like worldly wenches do.
She tells girls who've been told they're peasants they can be a princess too.
She is not naughty,
Nor does she taunt like wanton vixens do...

Because she is godly.

Yes, indeed there lives a woman who
Seems mystical, even mythical
--But it is true--

She is virtuous,

She is royal...

She is you.

Written for a woman I adore. Not my wife or girlfriend or anything like that. Just someone I knew.

#love #precious #her #woman #affection #princess #queen #adoration #royal

Create Imagine Express Free Jan 2016

WILD CHILD

Have you ever watched a wild horse’s rage when they try to tame it in? Or ever watched a wild leopard fight back, when they Try to steal it’s skin? Have you ever watched a lion’s fierce roar, when they try to cage it in? Like the wild, leave me.wild child.

My love flow like rivers, It comes deep as the seas. My emotions can be contagiously calming but can change like the ties of a raging sea. I don't know where I am going, but I know where I been, I desire to live like the wild, I rebell when cage in. Living to be free, Independent spirit of a loner wolf. Jane to Tarzan? yea... I would live like them if I could. Wishes to be unconstrained by society. How could I be put in a box. When you have courage like a lion an strength of an ox. Can not be compared to a thing, or an ordinary human being. Gypsy by heart, obsession for freedom, born bohemian Queen. Though control over others can be a blessing, more of a curse. When flesh and ego bound by unresolved past, turns me into the worse. But my awareness of it all, picks me up from the fall. and leads me back to soul, when I hear divinity call. Ancestors guide me,Truth in the stars. Moon child in chart. Pisces in sun. scorpio by ascendant, Venus ram thrives, I see God in the sun. My soul is undefined, Old fashioned and style. Mind me like nature and love me like the wild.

Have you ever watched a wild horse’s rage when they try to tame it in? Or ever watched a wild leopard fight back, when they Try to steal it’s skin? Have you ever watched a lion’s fierce roar, when they try to cage it in? Like the wild, leave me.wild child.

#free #wild #wildchild #pisces

Create Imagine Express Free Jan 2016

Black Widows Game

She ***** the sweetness of lust like taste of blood. Death hold grips can describes her hugs. They fall into a web, like the ones who finder. And now there all are hers, the Black Widow Spider. lured in the dark of her legs, sleek and black. Disregard the warning sign, Red hidden down the curve of her back. Fall into her into her mesmerize trap, Queen of seducers. lust at first sight waiting to turn hearts into stone like medusa. Dangerously 50 shades of black, which side of her they want? Games on your weakness, Russian Roulettes gun. Blindsided by her deceit, tangled in webs of her power. And now she feeds on their thoughts, like a brain ******* vampire. The beauty of her web, is persuasion of her femininity. Her birth is to gain your soul and her winning is her fertility. Because she will feed their starvation of love, and innocently build their esteem with everything she can think of. Create *** beyond their wildest fantasies. Drive them wild, begging for another hit down on their knees. Thriving off the lost of emotions, dominating feelings with full control. Then will leave them hanging when the festivities get all old. But the ones she scared will never understand. That the cuts from their abuser was caused by past life of a sexually abusive man. Is the price they pay worth their time?In the end to be hurt by a beautifully seductive mind. To be caught in the webs of a warm, wet place and lose a hold. Of Reality that this girl is pure selfish, untrustworthy and devilishly cold. foolishly loosing themselves in her body, While she’s alive for the fun but in reality is unattached with her body,a defense for untouchable, if they would only listen to whispers in the night, her body sings. To cope with her pain, A deaf man chooses not to hear this melody. The itsy bitsy spider, went up the waterspout, Down came her fangs and dried, his lonely heart out. Out comes the sun and hides her heart of pain, so the itsy bitsy spider waits to eats another one again. Black Widows Game

#black #game #blackwidow

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