Her lips,
make a whisper,
In my ear,
that I love to hear her,
my dear.

Flesh awakens, hearts collide,
Desire dances, nothing to hide.
Rhythms build, soft and slow,
In your gaze, a burning glow.

Unspoken heat, lips drawn near,
Passion whispers, loud and clear.

Sometimes I wish I could just disappear, then reappear any where but here. Started getting high cause its easier to see things clear from up there. Even a pier, isn't all that it appears. So its hard to keep things clear. Love is a pain filled addiction, that all off us share, and I'm scared; because it's starting to feel like no one else cares.

High off  love,
Rich estate.
Feeling so high,
I suffocate.
Foolish cries
Its's too late
Your truth; lies
won't escape.
Love is a pain,
so is Fate.
Up side down,
*******; Great!
Smoked all night,
staying up late.
Your tidal waves
neighbors wake!
You get yours,
give or take.
Gotta walk up
running late.
It's 8,
did it again,
before I ate.
Won't happen again,
I'm already late
lets just wait.
Giving me strength,
testing my fate.
we ain't friends,
Love, turned hate.
it all depends.
you coming back,
never too late...
Great.
"Yes" today,
but that was,
Yesterday,
another day.
Today, you don't
feel that way.
leaving you alone,
go away!
Changed mind, like
every other day.
Its your fault,
I'm this way!
leave me alone,
No, stay away!
Where you going?
don't walk away.
I love you...
Fine! be that way.
to be honest;
Hate you anyway.
Broken hearts; broken records -
let them play.
Either that, or
watch'em slip away.
Pulling you in
to get pushed away.
Screaming things
I shouldn't say.
Words digging deep,
getting carried away.
X's crossed out,
pages thrown away.
You did this.
I did that.
Try the other way?
It doesn't matter,
matter of fact.
Trying to stay,
But, you over react.
2 holes in drywall,
imagine that.
through heart break,
we fight back.
I'm falling apart.
keep pushing back.
10 steps forward
I'll be right back.
staying on course,
running off track,
this is so wack!
Blocking my flow,
that's bull-crap.
Just focus, and
before you know.
I'll get it back.

you are a wild,
        that needs to be tamed.
        I am a hunter
        that enjoys your  taste
        so to conquer this desire
        I must devour you
        starting below the waist

She is wind;
     powerful enough to lift you off your feet
     strong enough to knock your heart off beat
     soft enough to touch you
     hard enough to hurt you
     always present
     without being present

I feel alone I say clearly but no one hears me. your silence is my burden. I beg your pardon, better yet listen closely. or just dont approach me. my opinion is mine; dont encroach me. you cant replace me. I am alone, hear me clearly.

i wonder where you are
probably wishing on a star
wishing from a far
i could find out where you are
and bring us together
put me where you are.
but even from a far
looking at this star
i can feel you
i know who you really are
because of what we are
somewhere in my dreams
just waiting to be seen
then touch my heart when i wake up
part of my soul we will never break up
wishing for that real love
the stuff you can't make up

Don't take it the wrong way,
Its just word-of-mouth,
and this
is just wordplay.
As these words play,
Like paradise,
Our minds roll-play,
Pressing buttons
The ones, we like.
So either way,
It's me touching you,
in a special way.
My words,
Controlling you,
Like you ar,
touching me.
Your guiding hands;
That full filling
feeling,
so real.

Giving you a piece of my mind, the rest is up to you. They say, words are priceless. I have a different point of view. Without my words, your fingers are pointless; and there’s nothing you can do

Words have
     The potential
           To create
    Beautiful things.


With your help.

Slaving away at these words.
given to me, to give away.
Neglected if they went ignored.
Recognition  is all they seek.
Their appearance is absolute.
Their existence undeniable.
Their placement so unique.
Witness and appreciate the release.
Crafted from a thought.
Manifested what it brought.

the lies,.
People telling me they love you,
Just a part of the disguise;
Them having my back,
Just a part of my demise.
I can tell by how they react;
I can see it in their eyes.
Shame on me; fooled me twice,
With their lies; not surprised.
I'd forgive them; not.
Cause they know what they do

Your lips; felt like a dream. Your eyes; a hue I had never seen. Your touch; felt perfect. If falling in love was a crime, pleases read my verdict. Throw me into your prison, I deserve it. Throw away the key, after you close it.

Watch your steps,
these dudes Big Harry
and they Hindersons
But, i'm here now,
like its; just begun.
king kong, up steps,
dragging *******, for 4
furlongs, teachers pet
hair and gone

Stop thinking about thinking about doing it- and just do it.
Then you can think about it; how it got done.

Then do it again.

Trust me,
              it feels better after its all done.

Tonight you should write what you were going to write that night you said you were going to write it but forgot to write it. Then tried to write it, but got too busy and forgot to write it, so pretty much never wrote it. Even though you still think about it and want to write it, you just never do. I think you should, because it might be amazing.

Down this street again.
Grabbed my pen, quarter past ten,
Standing by the nightstand; pacing; standing, then pacing again.
Scratching on my head; chewing on the end of my blue pen.
Yellow pages; Keep re-calling, head turning, forward; I'm hung-up again.
Wrote it down, but still doesn't read the same way it sounds in my head.
I'm in that zone: Dead. Erased a book and a few more chapters.
Edited it so much; changed the title after: The END.
Went from being on a roll, to: NEVER again!!!
Stuck on writer's block;A one way street; that starts with an end.
Where legends past, and good writers are destined.

"No one wants to "Retire" - they just want an excuse to do what they love."
                                                                                                           - Sir Blackwell

My eyes read her body language
like a book in the night
I study her lines
searching every word
washing over my desires
like downpour of sizzling emotions
nibbling away at my core
bits and pieces
melting away
at the rate
of my heart
                    ; pulsing.

I just ripped up the bus pass.
Put your flowers in a shoot glass.
Feeling good; with my **** ***.
Gone for now; it will pass.
It won't be long,
Until you are home,
where you belong.
But, right now, I want you gone.
Cause later on, I know I'll be wrong.
I hate you but I love this **** song.

Even the proven get tested until they are ruined by all the assuming, these haters are doing. Kings and Empires left in ruins. I guess it's only human. I wonder what portal, these immortals are using. All the hating, these people are doing. Running with these different movements, whose moves meant, that had bad intent. Self loathing in cotton clothing, morals eroding, souls corroding. Like a serpent exploring, in the early morning. Emotions buried deep, the angles bent, it wasn't worth it, when it surfaced; buried under the carpet on purpose.

Watch your enemies close, and your friends comment, and start off on a quest to second guess, the guest, and it ends up a mess; shame on me, as I confess; friendships progress like a game of chess. Keeping my enemy, close to me, or it's off with my neck. I try to cut'em off, and they scream out what the heck.

I got friends becoming enemies, then enemies getting close to me and befriending me. Now best friends, defriending me. I can't tell who is, who to me. Got a lot of close friends; that's a lot of enemies. Evidently, my closes friends protecting me, from my worse enemies. That's what's been killing me.  

Better them, than me.

Still trying to figure it out. In the meantime, I'll just let it be. After all, its just family.

with your fragrance, my ***** fill with eager. awaken, am I.To you;  your essence, my mind lingers. my wood; now timber -- seeks what is yours;tender.

It was so loud, the first nine months. Back then, I could feel it. Every thump, every beat and every flutter of your heart. The sound of your voice still resonates through me my mind. Your touch, softer than any fabric known to mankind. Your nervous eyes, staring helpless down into mine. The comfort of hear heartbeat, next to mine, eases my discomfort; hear heart, is my most precious time piece. Every beat marked the passing of another moment, that brought me closer to life. As a result of the most unbearable pain, that unselfish sacrifice, resulted in my birth. I guess that's why they say love is pain. Now, instead of carrying me, you hold me in your arms; cuddled, loved, protected... your deep, dark, eyes, till this day, are my favorite shade of brown. The sound of your tender voice, is my favorite sound. I wish I would have never grown; cause before, when I cried, and you picked my up, it felt like you would never let me down; until everything was okay, or my bottle was ready. I guess things have changed now, I'm a little bit heavy -  but, that doesn't mean I'm no longer your baby.

Looking in your eyes, you got that attitude.
Giving me a hard time, and I like it too.
I know you got a man; but how he treating you?
See it in your eyes; the Love ain’t true....
He sexing you good; but look does he value you?
Writing poems; to get a smile from you?
Can he keep his rhythm in line; the way I do.
Instead of* just* ******* you right; he cherish you?
Eating; sushi on ice with a Paris view?
Diamonds; girls best friends; relate the two?
Grab the Sun with his bare hands,
Just for you. If not, then why you-
calling him your man,
if he don’t even know what to do for *you.

Hazelnut colored eyes,
dark  liquorish hair,
bright red cherry lips,
cinnamon brown freckles,
sprinkled over your,
smooth caramel complexion,
spilling into your tightly woven
deliciously lovely  frame.

Have you seen Zina, tell me have you seen-a, little thing,  with hopped ear rings, writing little things, to make your ears ring. With the blue rose, shows when her breast exposed,  it makes the blue Jays sing. Lost in a world that values shiny things,  of little value, yet the envy it brings. Rather share in the moment, while I have you, than miss anything. I want you more than everything,  callabo at the least, if anything. A talented artists, given gifts to give,  awaiting what you bring.