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 Jun 2014 Shanijua
Jenovah
sheets.
 Jun 2014 Shanijua
Jenovah
Dark flesh so sleek against my creamy, peach skin.
Body pressed against mine, breath in rhythm with mine.

Your touch sending tingles down my vertebrae.
The endorphins unleashing in my brain.

Together we create beauty and love upon my sheets.
painting a picture with our sweat, our breath sweet lullabies I won't forget.

In the night my dreams flow vividly around me.
But by morning there will be an emptiness in my bed.
An emptiness within myself.
Craving your luscious lips right next to mine.
Reminiscing the moment when we experienced Cloud Nine.
It began with a French kiss, then biting your hard *******,
That further progressed to smacking your buttocks, creating small ripples.
  
As our clothes depart, we escalated the ****** tension with every touch we had marked.
Passion so intense, penetrating ever so deep;
We grasped the feeling of ecstasy till that moment when we couldn’t breathe.
Experiencing love and bliss that felt like an eternity…
  
How fortunate were we to experience the alignment of our souls unbound.
Till the moment we parted ways, leaving memorable traces so profound.
  
By: Michael M. De La Fuente
 Jun 2014 Shanijua
Smudged Ink
alone
 Jun 2014 Shanijua
Smudged Ink
being alone is one thing
feeling alone is misery
being in a room full of people
and still not belonging
i have to wonder
does anyone notice?
how i am there but at the same time not
do they see how i feel ignored
how i walk away feeling like there's no point
just when i thought i could be normal
i am reminded i'm that i'm not
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