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Styles Mar 2024
Charm;
You were irresistible,
a siren's call in the chaos.
Like a light drawn to the darkness,
I couldn't help but yield to your charm,
Styles Feb 2017
You lost me,
search for something,
you will never find,
in another person;
ME.
Styles Jun 2014
Listen,

life is simple;
When it's over; you don't get a second chance. So be careful, and  fearless enough to try everything once; so you can form your own opinion; and trust yourself, cause it's all you got.

Even your friends
are borrowed; And after your first love your heart gets stolen. So love like you can't feel pain; cause in the end; how you loved, it's the only thing that counts.

Cheers.
Styles Mar 2024
I want to be
inside your mind
entwined in your thoughts,
consuming your wants
living out your fantasies
bound by our
****** chemistry
our destination
is ecstasy
Styles Sep 2014
Made with love,  
            mixed with body chemistry.
            passionate energy.
            chemical reaction.
            satisfaction guaranteed.
Styles Sep 2015
life is short,
life is certain.
One this is for sure,
when life pulls the curtain
its for certain.
so as these days continue
as these days go by,
life live to the fullest
chasing your dreams until
you have to kiss them good-bye.
Celebrate your failures,
change the things you can change
life your life your way, and
cherish each moment along the way.
Styles Sep 2016
A mans
rugged strength,
comes from a
woman's
tender
touch.
Styles Dec 2015
Love
fools, treasure
heart wrenching pleasure
that which is priceless
pain
Styles Nov 2014
The Skyscrapers are so high, they seem to touch the passing sky.Freely the puffy white clouds fly, with the birds, mile-high. A high-flying pigeon peeks down from it's perch on a high-rise. The temperature, high eighties, a clock blinks three thirty-five. Tupac bumping from the speakers stock, Pandora blaring from a jukebox. Mercedes windows rattle, when the speakers knock, like forte knots. The sound carries for blocks, but its blocked. By the hustle and bustle of the pavement blocks. Cold streets, paroled by even colder cops. The city never sleeps, so the crime never stops. Hustler’s hustle from the sun up until it drops. Making Wall street money off of these inner city blocks. The ghetto is a project that needs to stop. A homeless man, donation cup in hand, “The American Dream, needs a real back up plan.” Read the sign, by his cardboard stand. His blind dog, named Stan, rusty dog tags hang. He shares and wears the same struggles on his coat, as does the man. Chanel shoes, and big ***** on the cover of a Magazine stand, getting more attention than this wise dog, and this old man.
Styles Dec 2015
My past tells of the future to come;
  a reflection of my victories, and the things I haven't done.
  a reality of pain, the many mishaps and futures past.
  that what doesn't **** me, will fuel me to kick ***,
  and I can only lose, for as long as I let it last.
Styles Dec 2020
She turns me on;
       with the flick,
       of a finger,
       she owns me.
Styles Sep 2014
Just when I've reached my max,
you climb on and ******,
body shaking,
your soul relaxed.
Then lay you down, and
give you more of that.
I'm so deep,
I got your back,
you smile,
As I pulled your legs further back.
The deeper I reach,
the more you react.
the harder i push,
the harder you push back.
Grabbed your hair,
Turned your head back.
Rough love,
Hitting it from the back,
I get you off like that.
now there's no going back.
Styles Mar 2017
I am the pleasure that hides behind your walls,
seeping deep into your mind
like that of a woven fabric,
I am more comfort than habit,
your instinct is to need me,
like  the bite of something rabid,
you have to have it.
I am the light do your darkest
fantasies run rampant
like pigs in blanket
you want but you
won't have it
I am that desire
pressed firmly against the walls
of your empress of hotter than fire
holding back your wildfire
until your will, is a satire
and you melt into me
like molten matter
that rain drops
we weather
the peaks
of our
******
Styles Feb 2020
Roses can be read
Violets can be too
you give me head
and I will go down on you
or we can switch it up instead
and we can do what lovers love to do
series 2:3
Styles Jul 2019
I love the way you eat me,
treat yourself to my tasty *****.
The feel of your tongue,
as they lather my lips,
your ***** rubbing,
my gums against your lips
My head; dips.
your eyes; solar eclipse.
my fingers; tingling as I
tighten my grip.
with each slippery lick.
you lips start to stick --
tingle my nips --
both hard as bricks.
Using our thump,
******* my slit,
while ******* my ****,
your warm lips,
making me flip --
the suction,
your rhythm,
thick- long tongue,
beating it like a drum.
The finish  - a perfect fit.
Styles Apr 2020
I want to be
so close to her
that I can
taste
her breathe
on my
tongue.
Styles Jan 2016
When I saw you standing there
I wanted to pull you near
let the music play as we dance along
our bodies moving to the song
sexing with our clothes on
can't wait to get you home
your body all over my body,
all alone in the zone
start off on the sofa
running our hands all ova
turning you on to bring you closer
then take you there
until you finish, but
it ain't over,
Styles Jun 2014
High off  love,
Rich estate.
Feeling so high,
I suffocate.
Foolish cries
Its's too late
Your true 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.
Styles Aug 2014
You know what I  like; a fight.
Nice touch; and you love to bite.
We love the rush; you struggle
no match for my might.
Your tiny frame, twisted right.
Bending to my will.
Passion and skill,
screaming in pleasure-- you will.
Getting our fill, this little kink--
Heightens your delight.
Your body so petite, **** and tight.
squirmed your way to sweet surrender.
Gripping tight; it's now or never.
My weight pressed you to the bed,
Face down, pillowcase bracing your head.
Your *** up,
looking back at me,
just like I said.
My commands,
So stern -- you wet the bed.

Reaching down, I watched as your lips
Slowly they spread.
“command me!” is what they said.
Inspired
Styles May 2020
Like a compass, I am lost without you. Our attraction draws me to you like the my point of existence is drawn to our point of contact. Opposites attract and we are beyond that.
Styles Aug 2014
Life.

When you think about it, its pretty simple.

Just live it.

Nothing hard about that, right?

I mean, what's hard about being honest with yourself -- especially when you have a voice inside yourself, constantly reminding you, of who you are.

I wonder how life would be, if we all had that voice set to the same volume. My best friend, a 12 year old, overweight pitbull, named George doesn't hear very well anymore. So he can't hear someone calling his name -- warning him, or reminding him of good and bad.

I guess he has an excuse - what's yours?

I mean, we all have the voice right? It's called a conscious -- I call mine a pain in the ***, but he's always there.

I hear him loud and clear.

Do you?
Styles Dec 2024
The cool evening air hit me,
as I made my way to her door.
Her email had lingered all day,
each ***** word burning in my mind.

She knew exactly what to say,
how to get under my skin,
make me crave her mouth,
her body,
driving me wild.
taking her time,
playing with my body.
through my mind.

Then I arrived,
The door cracked open,
I slipped in,
the room dimly lit,
candles flickered, shadows danced on the walls.
Bluesy tunes played softly, sultry,
the air heavy with vanilla and ****.
She always set the perfect scene.

There she was, lounging on the couch,
a tight dress hugging every curve.
Her messy hair, her teasing smile,
half naked, her eyes telling me
every thing I need to know to please her...
obey as I must, as I concur!
Styles Oct 2015
Study haters moves.
watch their function, in conjunction.
don't make no assumption.
don't trust their words,
its for their own egos consumption.
it has nothing to do with you.
more with what they couldn't do.
somehow that is a reflection of you
it doesn't even make sense so how can it be true.

Don't let this happen to you
chase your dreams -
you only need yourself to believe in yourself,
with that you can achieve anything with ease.
fear is a disease that eats away at you like flees --
instead of rising to the top,
it keeps you down on your knees.

You are more powerful that you could ever believe.
if you don't believe it, you've been deceived.
if you can visualize it, it can be realized.
live your life, like its your life,
and watch your dreams come true.
Styles Dec 2016
As we vibe,
I slip and slide
into your in-slide
and slide deep inside
till our bodies coincide,
as one, we ride the rising tide.
As we vibe..
I show you a different side,
of your insides,
from me being inside.
Our physical interaction
guides the chemical reaction
that touches your soul
and blows your mind.
Our bodies confide,
in each ours confines,
until we find,
supreme satisfaction of a different kind...
Styles Mar 2024
they tie the not
its to late by the time you get the noose
if you hang around
you will see we are tied
win or loose
you dont seem amused
i’m confused
Styles Jun 2016
even with closed eyes
I was too blind to see our chemistry
the death of us
was the end of destiny
you were what i was seeking
flesh was only a distraction
our souls were already tied
you quenched my mind
warmed my heart
your thirst I still long
separate is where we belong
come back if I am wrong.
Styles Dec 2015
He knows that she misses him,
no message needed.
He knows that she needs him,
her intentions seeded.
And now that he is gone,
she has to move on.
Her body might have left,
but her heart isn't gone.

She knows that he loved her, way better than any other
and when she was in my arms, she knew that's where she belongs
now that those days are gone, no one is there to keep her from harm
instead she sleeps with someone to keep her warm,
she shows her feelings, and the vultures swarm.
But, once a good girl turns bad, he knows she's gone --
Styles Mar 2024
Entwined in each other's eyes, lost in desire,
My passion standing, I, consumed by fire.
Styles Jul 2014
The first time, You and I making eye contact, is like getting high off of  second hand contact; then you said Hi, didn't know how to respond back, instead, had my friend, give you my contact. That was a while back; so surprised, we finally got in contact: But, when you sent that text, I was fixing my contact, jumped up in shock, my eye and Iphone made contact, ended up deleting all of my contacts: it's the only reason I didn't respond back.
playing with words.
Styles Jun 2015
I read her eyes,
like a conversation.
and fell in love,
with my observation.
Styles Apr 2020
Staring at her flame,  
caused
the attraction,
pulling on my chain,
caused
the reaction.
It's kinda ******* with my brain,
how
the impact is,
swimming through my vein,
how
the contact is,
leaving an imprint that will always be engrained.
Styles Aug 2024
When was the last time you craved control,
then the desire grips you so fiercely,
you push back, hunger burning bright—
and the taste of her
the way she arches
then shudders beneath you,
becomes your world,
as you tease, as you please,
reveling in the power of your blessing,
dragging out every last drop
of her surrender, of her ecstasy?
Styles Apr 2016
Life** can get the best of you,
and so can People -- if you let them.
Styles Sep 2014
Using *******,    
I'm controlling you    
your whole body,    
You are Loving it too--    
much to stop me,    
Your hips hop as you rock me.    
I just play it properly.    
Treating your private property    
Like it's my property.    
We got it covered,    
You on top of me.    
Me inside of you,    
Guiding you,    
Up and down,    
Grinding you    
Side to side,    
Rubbing you.    
Sexting,    
Turned to me sexing you,    
You know what to do.    
Re-read the message,    
Follow it through.    
I love you,    
you love me,    
******* you.    
getting you off,    
The way lovers do.    
Off on a different planet,    
You love the view.    
Handling your curves,    
Better than you,    
I guess dream girls *** through,  
Me being so deep into you.    
I'm giving you,    
My personal,    
Interview...    
showing you,    
parts of you,    
That you never knew.    
Teaching you,    
new things,    
about you,    
That you can do,    
When it's just    
You and You.    
I Came at your right,    
now, you're coming too.    
Lost control of yourself,    
cause I'm controlling you.
Styles May 2015
As the two lost lovers sat hopelessly in love. A crimson colored moon hung over the mountains. Shrouded by gloomy grey clouds it's ray shine down over the water of the dingy pond. The scent of freshly cut grass. The sounds of yelping bullfrogs. The splashing sounds of fish feeding. The wind howling in the background as the sat by the fire. Fire Flies flying by, buzzing as they pass. The fire snapping and cracks, smoking like a chimney. The putrid odor of smoked ripe jackfruit, cooking over the fire. The flame roasting the skin to ash, cooking the delicious fruit to perfection.
Styles May 2014
Having *** with our bodies, making love with our minds.
You've developed a guilty pleasure that coincides with mine.
Don't rush in, slow it down, baby, take your time.
Make sure yours words and descriptive lines match mine.
So our rhythmic rhythm and rhyme perfectly aligned.
With what your body language cosigned.
Words coming together,
Line-after-line,
In sync with one another,
Every single time.
Co-writing partners
You're words; not mine.
Co writing poems and short stories
Styles May 2014
White ***** shimmering.
Making holes along the way.
Flickering the beach sand; out of the way.
Digging homes; dream hide away.
Tides rise, they drift away.
Side-to-side; their paws prints sway.
Hard-shell, then soft shell- the caste away.
It’s all such a beautiful display.
Move in all directions .
Smooth get away.
Cool beach sands.
Try knot to get carried away.
Simmering; the Chef Santee.
Save that for another day!
Back against the sands,
Busy day, clear waters; ahead,
smoother get away.
Vacation notes
Styles Dec 2015
Work hard at your craft;
   And let your passion fuel you.
   to obtain the type of success drives you,
   pushing you to higher heights,
   to obtain goals you could have never dreamed.
Styles Aug 2024
My waves surged into her,
Drenching her depths with ecstasy.
In her rivulets, she finds pleasure to endure.
Styles Oct 2016
Through waves of emotion
our tongues crash
and our passions burn
our ***** ache
as our bodies yearn
our souls mate
as our worlds turn.
Styles Jul 2018
Love comes like a crashing force,
invading your heart,
like the shores of a beach,
then leaves like the evening tide,
taking away your joy,
replacing it with emptiness.
Styles Sep 2024
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
Styles Jun 2015
Just from a thought of you;
                     My lips crave your taste,
                     so much my body aches.
Styles Dec 2015
I crave you so much,
I can almost taste you.
Styles Jun 2015
I crave her;
   sweet nigarette,
      like a cigarette.
      Her flavor,
      I will never forget.
      Her lips make,
      my tongue sweat.
Styles Aug 2024
I yearn to press my lips to hers,
then trace my tongue, slow and deep,
around her mound, where heat stirs,
taking in every flavor, rich and steep.

Her juices, warm and sweet, flood my mouth,
the only thing that can quench my thirst,
to calm the fire that rages inside,
to satisfy my deepest hunger, unrehearsed.

Each drop of her, a nectar so divine,
her taste, her scent, driving me wild,
it’s her essence I crave, time after time,
leaving me lost in passion’s beguiled.

In this moment, nothing else exists,
just her taste, her body, our bliss.
Truthfully, I need her, every part,
to settle my soul, to ignite my heart.
Styles Jun 2023
If *** is the cream in the pudding,
                 then I look forward to creaming in you.
Styles Oct 2022
***** Fingers;
     On sticky lips,
      a creamy delight
      to be licked
      and enjoyed
Styles Jun 2014
Crimson-red clouds cover the sky. They cast a dark shadow of the lake; the water looks like black stained glass. The breeze blowing, sends shivers parading across the waters surface. The air is damp; scene fresh from the recent spring rain.

A man walks; shovel in hand. A shaggy- black dog follows; guided by a thick metal chain-leash; rattling, wrapped tightly around the man's waist.

The mud is waist high.

The Midnight sky cool.

A woman walks; chair in hand. She is alone. A shiny black cat crosses her path; tail up, yellow eyes. Mouse's tail hanging from it's mouth.

A catfish surfaces. The glow of the moon's reflection, rippling across the lake.

A dragonfly lands on a blade of grass; tipping it into the water's edge. Beautiful colors; shaded by the color of midnight.

The woman watching the dog; watching the man; watching the catfish; reaching for the dragonfly.
Styles Jun 2015
It’s my heart, let me love with it.  
It’s my mistake, let me make it.
It's my pain, let me feel it.
It’s my life, stay out of it.
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