Cherish these memories.
                                                                ­  Precious as can be.
                                            Blindly chasing goals,
                         has is own penalties.  
      And your enemies,
will swipe your knees.                                  
As best friends,
won't always be.
I'm proud of you,
You not proud of me.
   A bond formed, with trust
    Will always be most important - you'll see

In slow, firm circles, my fingers glide,
Teasing her gently, her breath amplified,
With each trembling gasp, her body speaks,
The language of pleasure in waves and peaks.

"Do you like that?" I whisper, a firm command,
As I guide her desire with a steady hand,

In the rhythm of yearning, she finds release,
In the dance of control, a moment of peace.
Our world narrows down to this intimate bind,
Where power and passion in union unwind.

My breath catches as I take in the sight, an unexpected rush of heat spreading through my body. Her eyes are closed, lost in the pleasure she’s giving herself, completely unaware of my presence. I feel a mix of awe and desire, mesmerized by the raw intimacy of the moment.

Listen to your desire,
hear it as clearly as I do.
It touched my heart,
and feelings bled through.
Sharing this love,
A reflection of me and you.
Senses aren't always right,
Nor love, always true.
Cause reason, and emotion often confuse
What our hearts intent, instructs us to do;
My need is to love you...
My want is to be loved too.
Preferably; by you.
Right now; these dreams will do.
Amiss the actual,
I wish, this one wish
Would become two.

I see it in your eyes
the fear that is its there
you trying to hide
but its written clear.

you act like you don't care
but its just your way of
trying to make it all go away

Acting like a man,
but a boy at heart.
Too scared to really try,
the thought of failing,
just tears you apart.

Driven by jealously
blacken your heart
the darken by fear
success of others
eroding your rotten heart.

You thrive off of illusions,
all mixed win with confusion.
You hide under excuses, that
just playing a role, and acting a part.

Using deflection, as something
you have mastered like an art.

You can run,
and you can hide,but
karma sees through the dark.
And Life will catch up to you
when things are looking up.
and all the things you never thought matter
are the things that mess you up.
like that people that help
when you were down,
they were the crutches you used,
to help yourself back up.

You will be surprised at how well I improvise, between your lips and mine, I got it covered and I hope you don't mind. Us taking the time out, to cross signals, where ever we minds. This present, is our past time, making thins come together, one last time. Never say never, but not this time. The eyes never tell lies;mesmerized look in your eyes,  after you taste our surprise. It's only a matter of time, before what's yours, is mine; our lips collide, my tongue slide, inside; side-to-side. Licking your lips, slick, they glide. I'm outlining yours with mine, tracing your smile. Your tongue, teasing, taking our sweet time. I, kept my eyes, open, hoping, we could see eye-to-eye, but your eyes were closed- finally got it right this time.

She had the eyes of an angel,
and a heart made of gold.
the first time I saw her smile,
my blood ran hot, as my skin felt cold.
I watch her lips speak,
and she touched me whole.
From that moment on;
I wanted to cross there path until it never grew old.
hold her in my arms, to see if she fits the mold.
As far as  soulmate, mate, I was already sold.
Her eyes melted me on the spot, Like I was headed for the gold.
by the time the words left my mouth,
her eyes were telling me everything I wanted to know.
and I was enjoying the show. I loved everything she I heard and I wanted to hear more,
I got her smiling after every word,
then replied with something absurd,  
now, her laugh is my new favorite word.
she's so beautiful, I just looked as I observe -
true beauty in the flesh,
I swear it, on every-word.
studying her lips, focused like I'm a nerd,
acting a fool, her laughing == well worth the return.
-- that **** smile, I have learned.
wearing her lipstick, like its been earned,
and I'm next in line, can't wait my turn.
I'm a student of her class,
and love to practice what I have learned.
want to be her first and her last, and get a "Baby" in return.
love at first sight, thought it was crazy, but nothing is crazy,
I have learned. I judged a book by the cover and have enjoyed
what I have learned, and the story is getting better as these pages
we have turned.

People see what they want to see, so in all reality- what does that have to do with me? If it was up to me, I'd be me. But instead, I play my part in society, so people don't riot me. Ended up hating myself; more than I hate me. So I change every thing that's real, so the fake will be just like me. Real recognize real; sounds simple to me. Just try explaining that to society. Whatever I lack in swag, they'll buy for me.

Too expensive for my taste; Hit Walmart and I'm Gucci, down to the socks. Rings and watch, filled with fake rocks; looking like I got crazy loot- see me, on the street. Somebody shoot - me; for my, jewelry - that's stupid. But don't blame me; I'm society.

I'm being trendy thing, in spite of me. Everything is really real, everything but me. Cover girl issues, making up for free. Hating myself, because society told me, what to think of me. Had all my freckles removed; woke up the next day. Society decided they were ****; why didn't anyone text me.

Mirror on mirror on the wall, amazing grace, respond to call. Who is the sickest of them all? As I watch the hands fall, face forward, right off the wall. Million pieces, scattered wall-to-wall; Society reflected on every piece, as I collected them all.

Believe what you may, its your call. Or wait until Society drops the ball, and blames us all.

I'll killa chawawa
Sell it for a dolla on Alibaba
Exchange for a Kawala
Black range red impala
Rocking nirvana pre Madonna
A Chubby monkey eating chunky monkey with ice cream and a banana
Bo bama Ina pajama spinning a spammer after a root beer slammer an alabamer and a cheese platter I slide off in a subtle manner like a salamander to empty my bladder in a place that doesn't matter

Love reading your words,
On-and-on with those blurbs
Talking so much stuff,
Trying to get what you deserve,
I know you like it rough,
All that wordplay foreplay
Enough is enough
Time to do it all word for word
Read you your writes
Elaborating every verb
You started it with all that small talk
Now its time to get heard
Don't just take my word
I can get you off like a weekend,
Have you waking up in a new world.

Listen to your heart
I know you hear me.
The touch of my lips, will always be there, like you are right near me, even though you can't feel it, believe it. Cause the way they make love, not many can't achieve it. Minds of thier own, doing as they please. ******* on your lips, loving how you tease. Know your spots like the back of my hand, not playing fair, trying to gain the upperhand, having my way with you, now you are starting to understand. Kissing on your bottom lips, in the same context, we basically having ***, in these stanzs. On our course to *******, trying to be the bigger man, and we know what's next, read the directions in the text; A Hot shower after our bubble bath, then repeat after having more ***

Bound by flesh;
                      We are,
                        oblivious to our minds,
                        chemical reactions.
                        Enamored with desire,
                        guided by our pleasures,  
                        driven by our actions.
                        Engrossed by lust; thirsty.
                       The primal rush;
                        the absolute of attraction
                        Prisoners of our passions.
                        animal instincts
                         is our human nature; our habits
                        we fashion.

The curves
       of our bodies,
       intricately designed,
       Echo the same thoughts,
       synchronously aligned.

My rages
Tearing pages
Going Cray
Ripping pages
My flow
Changing phases
Amazes
On stages
Front row
Front pages
Your rapping, verbally attacking
Any Enemy slacking
Riff Raff'em
Taking charge
Like a captain
Ice challenge
Chilling living lavish
Way Above average
About to fix me a samwich
Let us with cabbage
Went H.A.M.
Over some beef
Got bread
Hand some  cheese
Hate spam
Love trees
Cool breeze
In Belize
Blowing Lush Kush
In blush trees
Across seas
They love me
See a tree huggers bush
Land and strip; No leaves
I'm cooler than an oldies, in his ******
Eating Coco puffs watching ice-t
In a wife-tee, drinking iced ice-t.
Spiking spike, while playing Exite Bike on an old PC
Laughing so hard
I *** ***
I wish you
Could see me
On HD with an HD
With At&T;
Getting my P.H.D.
Figure it out
Too late
Quarter past three
Then they
Passed me

She has a beauty,
powerful enough to get lost in
Addicting; she is to watch --
Intoxicating; she is to breathe --
                                    Poetry is her motion,
                                    her body  language I read.

Delicately savoring the essence she imparts,
A feast of flavors that stills my restless heart,
For in her nectar's embrace, tranquility I find,
An elixir of truth that soothes my wandering mind.

talking with this prettying girl,
we are just walking --
down this new york block, we just talking
pretty **** thing, high heels, white skirt - black stockings
nice eyes,
thick thighs,
amazing lips,
the perfect smile -- of all things.
she was a flirt ,
kept licking her lips,  as we were talking
but it was much to my delight - I'm not complaining
it was midnight,
in the middle of the park,
a fullmoon, so the scene is candle light dark
stars glistening off her eyes,
each touch of our lips, ended with a spark.
the taste of her lips, was my favorite part.
her skirt -- fitted so tight,
as I clung to her hips
the body contact, felt so electric
the attraction so strong,
pulling me in - like a magnet
she couldn't be more perfect
this night -- out of this world
we are on our own planet.

Every body playing me so close.
Use to cheer, now they kicking out the chair.
Guess they just showing me the ropes.
So, I do things my way,
and only keep a small circle.
So when things come around,
its all relative.
Cause backstabbers,
use relations; for shortcuts;
like it's relative.
What hurts most;
them using,
slow pokes and
different strokes.
The whole time,
they cloaked like we folks.

They build you so they can bill you, then they tax you until the stress kills you. I guess it makes cents.

She was obsessed with her fear
                     the dangers of love,
                     the agony of despair,
                     the pain of heartbreak,
                     froze her in her tracks.

Wrapped around in each other;
             lost in our lips
             with our eyes eclipsed
             we kiss each other deeply
             breathing each others air
             your taste seeping into my mouth;
                                          our flavor everlasting

Love hip hop, it made me a hippie
Right here; spitting on the mic, getting lippie.
Using these characters; dealing with the pain.
Tearing up paper; letting it rain
Winners run by breed, I feel it in vein;
All the sacrifices made; I did it in vien.
So much talent, in the hands of fools.
Making it rein; following a rulers rules.
Interscope; see inner souls.
Using the devil’s advocates,
Create demons to control and grab hold.
These are the types of tools the use,
Ignite your spirits; then blow your fuse.
Sell you your soul; after it’s been used.
Then change the rules; like that's old news.
Fools goals; worth their weight in fake jewels.
So know your value, don’t argue with fools.
you are what you do; not what they assume.
They can’t keep a good man down;
I put that on my life. Matter of fact;
Put that on my tomb.

I am not angry,
just ******* -
life is such a big deal
I'm feeling ripped off
the hands of time -- working against me
getting me ticked off
I keep checking for my expiration date;
haters waiting for it -- like its a write off
before I give into the pressure,
I hang around -- my way of saying, "*******."

I want you to remember our first kiss;
                                    the way it tasted,
                            my  silky smooth lips,
                          and how long it lasted.

Sold my soul to the game, wasn't cheap.
Loves you at first, then it plays for keeps.
Finally light outside; another night on the streets.
Couple grand in my hand, trying to feed my little man.
Get rich or die trying; change of plan.
To get this money; had to give my right hand.
Life's a *****; I blame that on the man.
Another hustle, another day
another hommie, getting carried away.
Pray for the strong, that prey on the weak.
Protect me soul, when we finally meet.
Got my name from woman,
Learn game from the street.
God ain't answering my prayers,
must be waiting til we meet.
Focused on the money,
I'm just trying to eat.
Killing myself, trying to make ends meet.

I crave the taste, the forbidden sip,
The abyss between your waxed lips.
Where silence meets desire’s call,
In that tender space, I fall.

A fleeting kiss, a secret shared,
In the depths of longing, we are bared.

Your lips, a sanctuary sweet,
Where every touch, our souls meet.
In the curve of passion's grip,
I wish to linger, in that intimate dip

I flip lyrics like tricks
breaking bricks with sticks
my flow as Good as it gets
spitting words until they turn digits
mental midgets can't handle my pivots
I am dope with a twist
a cloud of smoke with no mist
I rock the boat and break wrist
so many styles I'm the ****
rapid flow when I spit I go rabid
going inn like I am sic
killing the beat and
melting the mic in one sec-and
my reputation becoming habit
I am loving this ****
as far as the goat,
I go cut throat
staying sharper than clips
I float while others just gloat and gossip
changing topics like top picks
I just take it all lite ike optics

I ponder,
if he is looking down on me.
Wondering if he made the right choice.
This precious talent -- going to waste,
out of fear; it may never see the light?

I wonder,
What we he do the next same;
about this talent of mine --
let me waste it a second time,
or pass it on to a child of mine?

Tired, he slept. The breath of a cool breeze passing. The wind swept across banana leaves ablaze golden red ashes burning as grey smoke pours from the remnants of the fire. The aroma of ripe jackfruit taints the Smokey air.

Turquoise- blue, Ocean; waves riding the current. Tidal waves drowning the shoreline, consuming it one rip-tide at a time. Baby Blue-***** racing frantically. Claw tracks marking, as they paw against the damp beach sand. Palm trees swaying, leaves dancing in the breeze. Seagulls soaring, as their wings expand, gliding on bands of the wind.