As the story goes, Picasso was walking though the market one day when a woman spotted him. She stopped the artist, pulled out a piece of paper and said, “Mr. Picasso, I am a fan of your work. Please, could you do a little drawing for me?”

Picasso smiled and quickly drew a small, but beautiful piece of art on the paper. Then, he handed the paper back to her saying, “That will be one million dollars.”

“But Mr. Picasso,” the woman said. “It only took you thirty seconds to draw this little masterpiece.”

“My good woman,” Picasso said, “It took me thirty years to draw that masterpiece in thirty seconds.”

intricate mind
singular duality
immersed in the
immense in the deep depths
of our virtual reality
spiral falls into our vitality
with indescribable clarity  
between the vessels
of our souls

You captured me with just one glance,
Bound by your touch, lost in this dance.
I crave your skin, your heat, your taste,
No drop of you will go to waste.

I slide in deep, you pull me tight,
Our worlds collide in perfect night.
Juices flow as desire peaks,
In you, my every need it seeks.

Your body tempts, I can't resist,
Lost in the fire of every kiss.
Tonight, I’m yours, no need to hide,
Consumed by pleasure, I’m by your side.

With all this kissing,    
                            I hope you ruboff on me...

You hit my funny bone,
and I fell in love.
You broke my heart,
Dark angel from above.
If this is heaven,
Then where's the love?
I would have
kissed you,
you did it first.
ever since then; I've
Missed you for what it's worth.

There are things I miss more than I should,
even more things, I would change if I could.
There are things I should do, I just wish I could,
even more things, I wish would happen so life would be all good.
There are things I need in life, that  I will never get,
people that I miss, always will; my only regret.
There are things I need that are precious so I protect,
things I cant understand - but they still make me upset.
There are people I will always love and never forget,
some things never change, so I just pay my respect.

When we kissed;
           she used her tongue,
           to write poetry in my,
           mouth.

Its funny how now you notice me.
I wasn't so cool, back in school,
When I was the fool, that wasn't
cool. dressed like a tool,
and I didn't sit at a table that was cool;
I had a stool....and ate alone, by the pool.
I had asthma, and when I got nervous I
would drool. No correlation to the two,
just two more reasons why I wasn't cool.

I am just sitting here, waiting for you. While you are over there, with my words, touching you. I envy them. I envy their ability to ****** you in ways I could only imagine, and pleasure you in ways, that only I could dream. If I know you two, as well as I do, you are both probably together, somewhere dark and quiet and everyone else in the house is sleeping. They are probably having their way with you, right now. Running around in that mind of yours, putting bad thoughts in your mind, thoughts that you never knew you wanted there, but will never forget. Persuading you to try things, feeling things that you’ve never felt. Levels of pleasure and pain, while exploring regions of your body, that you, never knew existed- finding your weaknesses, make them my strengths, then seducing you with them. To make you wet, they simply pour themselves over your body, dripping down your stomach, seeping into your sweatpants, open your legs and start sliding their fingers up and down the sides of your wet *****. My words guide you thoughts, and your body responds with pleasure. I wish I could hear you moan or just watch you; eyes closed, legs spread-eagle, squirming around under the sheets, grinding yourself against your hand, until you ****** so hard- the contractions squeeze your fingers. But, instead I am just sitting here, waiting for you. While you are over there, with my words, touching you.

heels as red as a heart
heart cold as a pavement
eyes and grey a cloud
pains sharper than darts
veins pumping ice cold
losing this war to love
soul-mate left all alone
heart wearing the engravement
worthless pieces of my broken hearts - swept up on the pavement.

She use to kiss me with eager,
I miss her vigor,
It gave my blood high fever.
I miss her as much as I need her.
I be here, or I be there,
Close enough to be near,
to scent her scent,
that is heaven sent,
So I can breath her air.
Her touch, the rush, leaves me hell bent,
to dive deep into the depths of her descent.

Bound like a page,
her hungry eyes ravage me.
With deep focus,
I observe and see.
The commotion of thoughts and emotion
flowing like over like an ocean into a sea
I'm lost in her world
drowning in her beauty
Breathing heavily
gasping at the being.
Her presence overpowering me
my heart beating like a symphony
body shivering like a leaf on a tree
the glimpse of her;
the reality that is a fantasy.
Her beautiful lips melting into me,
moaning as we grind, taking our time,
letting the moment, set us free.
Her body craving me like vitamin she need,
Me feeding her energy with eager and greed.
Hips in holy matrimony,
riding each other like pony.
Sending chills racing down her spine,
then up the other side of  me.
bodies wrapped in one another like a twine.
intertwined like a vine,  her body reminiscent of  mine.
our worlds aligned, so naturally we are inclined.

Her heart was like a cold stone,
forged by the hands of hate.
Pain felt like home,
love didn't feel like anything.
Her flesh was her conscience,
her soul feeling numb.
Haunted by her past,
afraid of what is yet to come.
Hooked on all the wrong things,
drunk off the pleasure it brings.
Stuck, looking for love,
in all the wrong places,
Breaking the hearts,
of those handsome faces.
Karma chasing her down,
she practices what she preaches.
Rather be breaking their hearts,
than be picking up the pieces.
Way more than meets the eye,
but, wont let anyone reach it.

She's laying down.
Lying through her cold grey eyes.
Staring at me,
Whispering lies, as she smiles.
She seeks answers,
My lips sealed,
Our tongues are tied.
through the clarity of an experience.
One can't deny.
I follow her ever move,
This girl is sly as she is fly.
Her body hand-crafted by the gods.
With Beauty in her cards,
She plays people for what they are.
Our beings, her strength.
Her flesh, my weakness.
And I have notice, she knows this.
And knows exactly what she's looking for.
And once she get's it she wants it even more.
Her chance she will take it, and won't let go.

My spilled ink:
    Leaked onto her sheets
     staining her *******
     like *** stains
      satin

I see you looking at me, like you know me, but you don't.
I owe you nothing, yet stills you will still take, like my attention. Which you, don't deserve. I am human just like you, to be left alone, instead you direct your insecurities at me. Pointing out differences, labeled flaws by society, using fear, its not fair. But we are here, you are as guilty as me.

From the moment we wake up,
People judge us until they break us.
We are what we are, no one can change us,
Except the man that created us.
Even though we are all the same,
Greed is what makes life dangerous.
Haters go hate,
That's why they hate on us.
People disappoint,
Then point the blame on us.
So it's up to us, to be us.

As I sit down to write tonight,
I engage a painful sight,
I can't trust this,
Kangaroo courts version of justice,
It just isn't right.
Innocent women and kids,
Losing their life.
There futures so bright,
They could insight,
maybe, if given a fair chance at life,
They could have been the one to write
the amendments, to the bill of rights,
That condemn those who take a life.
And make things right,
Using history's hindsight,
to govern wrong from right
But,
This a is game, not a life.
Such a painful thing,
cuts deeper than a knife.
Wrong or right, crossing the line,
between black or white,
the grey matter, doesn't matter,
If you can afford the bill,
justice gets sacrificed.
All men created equal,
I guess that part comes,
in the after life.
In this unjust life,
if the price is right,
You can take a life,
And bill your rights,
Like a light bill,
the only difference is,
Your taking a life.
Court approved, Hung jury
So it's alright.
Forget,
What's wrong from right,
The guilty, becoming a celebrity, over night.
Get an expensive attorney,
use the law as a mockery,
Then cop a plea, pay a fee,
bargain it from all degrees, and get set free.
All I you need is the right legal team,
And you do it legally.
To handle it judicially, which means
Basically,
Using a system built to protect me-- against me.
setting criminals free, now they're running free,
in our community. Legal mutiny, judging me
a mistaken identity; between the innocent and guilty.

Let me take a bite
and press my lips
into your ripe fruit
and taste your decadent juice

start out the hero
end up the villian
instead of help in the crusade
they rather pin him
fighting the good fight
but more against him than with him
fighting for the right reason
and they beat him with treason
I'll leave the judging up to god
even if they lie, there is no way they will believe him

As I bury and hope of justice - my faith moves on.
as I pray for a nation - this one under god.
It kind of odd that god and mother nature
are at odds with these mortal gods
that stack the deck in their odds -- even if
it means, changing the cards
but what comes around goes around
Karma is always involved
as the world turns
situations evolve.

The only thing more painful than you, is you loving me the way you do,
one thing I learned from loving you is. Scars never heal - but wounds do. And, even if you break an heart in two, the odds are against you, Karma, takes as much time as healings do.  every things, soulmates heal wounds.

Overcome by the moment,
overpowered by greed.
The lust to succeed,
supersedes the need to breathe,
to get further in life,
Taking things to the furthest degree,
is all karma will need,
to set her compass right,
for all the world to see.
What you do in this life to others
will continue to haunt you,
for all of your eternity.

Can't nobody hold me down
Matter fact, I won't even touch the ground.
Keep my head up,
Even if,
No one is around.
Gotta fight the good fight,
Cause you can't keep a good man down.

I take every shoot
and treat every rock
as a stepping stone
even if its thrown
I pick up on it and move on
use it for the building
block of my throne
I use their plots
as my cornerstones
end up being a stand out
standing on top
where I am home.

I crave to graze
Your lips with mine,
Until our touch
Merges into a dance so slick—
Our lips, slipping and sliding in perfect sync.

the best kind of kiss,
always envolves her lips.
the ones that touch your heart
more than the touch your lips
the ones that lift your spirits
in ways that all your senses feel it
the one that makes your heart melt
in a way that felt good, the one that has your tongue
speaking in a language you never knew you could
the one that makes you, forget the moment for as long as it can last. the one that keeps you coming back for more, even if it means things leading down that path. the one that feels so good, a rush washes over you like a bath, and the second that it stops -- all you can do is hope to get stuck in the past.

If it, were not
for such an exquisite smile,
blessed with such lovely lips,
graced with such amazing taste -  
                                 my heart would be mine.
For I am left,
enchanted by your flavor
wishing only for more,
for that, I am awaiting.

I tasted doubt on her parched lips;
              our first kiss lasted longer than a wish.

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

As soon as I tasted her lips, I wanted to fill her mouth with my name.

Often, I dream of you, he said, the taste of your breathe is my favorite.

Now, stop talking and kiss me.

Every time we kiss,
                    your lips,
                    leave me,
                    and my soul,
                   wanting more.

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.