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Styles Nov 2014
I am aware of the doubt lurking behind each convert of progress, I would be a fool to not acknowledge it, its part of the process. It's critical to any aspect of success., the directness of doubt, its intended purpose, so imposing, so often misguided. Instead of harnessing it's power, many succumb to it, hobbled by it's very existing. Such a waste, one made so often.
Styles Apr 2015
If I go crazy will you understand?
if I lose my mind, will you still hold my hand?
as I walk around, wasting time.
avoiding the pressure, evading my mind.
things falling apart, might not know when.
barely holding it together, just better at playing pretend.
you picked me up, when no one else was around.
you found me lying, alone on the ground.
lost my soul, but my thoughts were profound.
you picked me up, put me back on common ground.

If i go crazy will you understand.
even when i doubt myself, will I still be the man?
I might go crazy, I just hope you understand.
I know you’ve been by my side,
but will you be there tonight?
Styles Dec 2015
let me be your ***** little secret
see how long you can keep it
under your tongue,
so only I can reach it.
further than you ever want to can take it;
then make you promise, to keep my promise
together we slowly make it.
Gently being a gentleman,  
watching you, grind as you take it;.
treating you like a lady,
love the way that you aced it.
Styles Dec 2014
Breaking his enthusiasm as my pencil spasm insanely random like a Gatlin cannon my magnum blastin shots taken so I'm shootin then walking off like cam Nuked'm these civil lies causing an evolution I'm killing guys its the only solutions dude blowing smoke too much pollution on the same page until I go rampage and start looting enraged second phase using the bars from my cage to punch lines through these frames I'm battle rappin as quick as they can match'em let it happen captain Hook I'll patch ' em in tandom with passion my fraction got these ******* trashing like DJs scratching I'm thirsty for action these weapons I'm packing get rowdy they start clapping like jacks sons put a cap in your captain capitalize off what happens I'll top 5 of your top 10 you fighting for your life I'm just saying one with a slight of hand I'm disarming this man King of Kings Schooling these Lord of rings on thier aim, I'm top tier they lame I'm **** ' em all with the same ball and chain pen dragging them all to my hall of slain, this a deadly game, and I bringing the major pain.
Styles Jun 2015
You left me --
feeling empty;
filled with anger
a death potion.
mixed with emotion;
pain: not immune
fused with confusion
chasing sorrows;
only found illusions --
answers mystify; left me amused
not solutions.
            weight off my shoulders  
             saved me from drowning
             dead-weight: boulders
              almost blew a fuse;
standing be side myself; guarded
trying to find right with left overs.
looking for excuses : making mistakes
trying to escape your excuses; cold shoulders
life is real - and words are weapons -- no do overs.
Saw the real you, now is over. learn the hard way.
Styles May 2016
Sometimes
my mind
clouded with doubt
owns me
broken by reality
like drone
these e-motions control me
this roller coaster ride, called life
got me feeling butterflies inside
instead of face the light outside
I rather curl up and hide
but thanks to my pride
i just let things slide
off my shoulder like a glacier
Styles May 2014
By accepting average; you encourage it.

Be better than that. Just one more draft. Tear it up, after that. Start over; start from scratch. Rather you stress, than but settle by accepting less.  

Competing against the best of the best; means your best, at best, never the less.
Styles May 2014
Chasing the high; need it to get by.
Hopes and Dreams just seem to pass, why?
Looking down on myself, like, look at this guy!
Smothering my face with the pillowcase’
Same **** different day, still trying to plan my escape.
In this unfair a rat race; come to find out; the cheese is laced.
Moving forward; being held in place, bright future. Such a disgrace.
What we get isn’t always a reflection of what we deserve,
Sometimes even karma gets thrown a curb.
Styles Dec 2015
Chase your dreams
until they take
your breath away.
Styles May 2014
I found you in my dreams
mixed in with deleted scenes.
We made love, it felt so reel.
But now you are gone, so
What's the deal?
Styles Aug 2024
She is my everything,
In her absence, solitude claws at my core.
I offer her the world, hoping to cling,
Yet she vanishes, leaving my hopes to roar.
Now here, now gone—a fleeting shadow play,
Today she's mine, tomorrow drifts astray.
Styles Dec 2018
As you lay there short hair deep eyes wide hips parted wide
*** on my breath hunger in your eyes
fingers digging in the deeper my
tongue glides
kissing your lips
while my ears
touch
your
inner
thighs
the  
warmth
of my stroke
warms your insides
contact drunk from our vibes
rolling my tongue over your prize
gliding my lips against your thighs
three fingers slips one finger slides
the taste of your flavor is divine
touching your lips with mine
small of your back inclines
the sensations divine
goosebumps for a trail
my fingers follow
the lines:
Drip
Styles Apr 2020
I love mouthing off to you;
                            I can taste you,
                            allow me to tip you,
                            as I lick you,
                            you drip too,
                            and leak through,
                            like thick drool,
                            one drop at a time,
                            I feel you.
Styles Oct 2019
A
fien
with
an itch
at his back
that he can't scratch
the itch doesn't ever leave
it just fades to black, until one day,
you think it is gone, and it attacks.
Styles Apr 2020
I hope when we shed these shells,
our souls will find each other
in eternity; where we will dwell.
Styles Nov 2023
I miss being awakened
by your early morning taking
You by my side,
laying on my side,
with you inside.

Now, with that on my mind,
I am more than inclined.
After feeling your piece,
I pulled your body against mine.
the sensation of your *******
is blowing my mind.

inviting yourself between my legs,
Now, you are taking your time.
your moves -- my body begs
my spots -- not hard to find.
rubbing my ****, so I arch my spine
******* me harder, as you lift my thigh.
Out of this world, on this natural high
Styles Dec 2015
The most amazing thing about one good kiss;
     is it knocks your whole world off  axis.
Styles Dec 2015
I was a person;
filled with joy --
now I'm empty.
Styles Nov 2014
I am just a echo with ego that won't last.
I play my cards right and everyone just laugh.
I role play, but I don't like the rest of the cast.
To trust myself, I go against my better half.
Two steps forward means forget my past.
Giving up on my dreams, just to end up last.
Giving it all I got, how much longer can I last.
Learning from my mistakes, sick of taking this class.
You see, I already judge myself, so you can just kiss my ***. Keep your opinion to yourself,  especially since I didn't ask.
Styles Aug 2024
The curves
       of our bodies,
       intricately designed,
       Echo the same thoughts,
       synchronously aligned.
Styles May 2024
Her moans, a symphony of the night's soft song,
Echoing desires, deep and strong.
In every kiss, a secret world we find,
Of hidden realms and pleasures unconfined.
Styles May 2020
The eclipse
of her lips
into my lips
Taught me
Magic exist
Within a kiss
Styles Jun 2016
Let me slide my velvet tongue
up and down
the insides of your milky way
until I find my path
that leads the way
to yours heavens
bet you moan the whole way
One soft touch
and your ambisions slipe away
your body trembles
as my fingers play;
high notes, low on your body
silent screams slowly slip away
our bodies
press their luck
like human nature,
its in our nature,
to play that way.
Our bodies colliding
deep inside, I'm subsiding
my hips bucking,
yours riding mine,
my fantasy
you and me
in Ecstasy.
Styles Oct 2014
***** moisten, ******* wet.  
Petite round ****, ******* swollen stiff.  
**** hard and fully *****; his girth is thick.  
Long length, curved at the tip; tight fit.  
Silk boxers on the floor, ******* next.  
Naked bodies, both so magnificent.  
Slippery, silky smooth tongue slid,  
up and down her slit.  
Lips pressing her hood.  
Under it, her exposed ****,  
glistens with spit,  
Hot breath and warm licks  
encircling her tip.  
She's rolling her hips,  
to the beat of the tongue licking it.  
Fingers gripping her long *******; pink.  
Twisting her nips, then pinched  
squeezing them numb,  
between his fingers and thumb.  
her moans, turned high pitched  
Tongue flicking, *******, as he rubs,
She tugs on his pulsating ****.  
Waves of pleasure whip through his core,
ending at his tip.    
Just as quick,  
******* rip, through her thick hips;  
As he ****.  
Her tension shifts,  
from her stomach,  
to the core of her hips.  
Her creamy silk liquid drips,
fluids flowing, fingers sliding,  
between her ***** lips.  
He licks his lips clean,
cleaning off her salty drips.  
Body frozen stiff,  
She's shuddering;  
spasms of *******,  
riveting her hips.  
He lays at her side,  
her wild side subsides,  
she's relishing the fix.
Styles Jun 2024
I reached into her sweatpants tight,
Fingers brushing ******* light.
Her ***** warm, inviting, wet,
******* soaked, no regret.

Encouraged by her eager sigh,
I slipped my hand and ventured high.
******* slid in, smooth and deep,
She squirmed, eyes closed, in pleasure's keep.

Soft moans escaped her parted lips,
Her body arched, her movement trips.
She whispered love, her need so clear,
In that moment, nothing to fear.

Her voice filled with lustful plea,
Our rhythm set in ecstasy.
In the moonlit woods, shadows dance,
Lost in our ****** trance.
Her *** running down his hand
as it stains her pants.
Styles Jul 2024
Want me fiercely, hold me tight,
In your submission, I find my light.
Inside of you, our desires ignite,
In this symphony of control and delight.
Ego
Styles May 2015
Ego
I’m a premonition, I don’t need permission. I’m all the things your thoughts been missing. Doubt will put you in a **** up position. Some of you can’t tell the difference, and that's the difference.  You don’t want to be lied to you, but you don’t listen. It’s like you don't want to be saved, at least be on the same page with your issues. But you want to stay for good, so whats really good? That’s coming from somebody who knows really good. Saying it good, when it ain’t so really good. Since I know the tides of life, I just know it will be good. The ups and downs, even out the clouds. Time repeats itself on either hand, that’s just how the story goes. His story, my story  at least that’s what history shows. The difference is I ain’t him, different story and the credits show. Don’t judge a book by its cover, if all the chapters haven’t been told. From different circumstance, we change or stance, perception is half the show. ******* gets its value, by how well its sold. So be careful what you listen to you; they say never say never - but you never know. Believe in yourself, cause we all reap what we sow. I am what you need to stay alive, like the air you breathe; I am ego.
Styles Jun 2024
The only thing I want to do, is you. A few moments of our time, frozen in the stillness of eternity. My words, a delicate dance with your beautiful mind, intertwining our thoughts. As my pen glides across these pages, I imagine your lips formed in stages, the thought captivating me and holding me there.

I see the way your lips part to read each word, your tongue gently stroking the roof of your mouth as you whisper "delicate." It's as if my words have taken control of your mind, it's relevant. Eyes pacing the movement of your lips with each syllable. It’s like I am an observer, watching from the sidelines, feeling an intimate connection as you embody my insides.
Styles Sep 2014
On your stomach lying flat.
Mounting you,
from the back.
Pulling your hair,
you react by pulling back.
Kissing your lips,
Tongue in your mouth
Rolling your hips,
Sealed it with a kiss.
Your waist dips.
I embrace it.
Dripping wet,
swollen lips,
I’m feeling it.
Caressing your *******.
Your back against my chest
Your legs together,
Between mine,
intertwined,
we grind.
Pushing my luck,
Just a matter of time.
Styles Nov 2016
Wear me like your skin
       saturate our flesh in each other
              Breathing in our air
              drowning ourselves
              in one another
Lasting a lifetime
      our souls mate attached together
           Rejoice in each other
           embracing one another
           getting lost in moment
           that feels like forever
Styles Oct 2016
In his arms,
feeling his embrace,
she felt safe.

The right words,
at the right time,
at the perfect place.

Her eyes captivated
by his handsome face.
His hands gently placed,
around her tiny waist.

Two strangers,
eye to eye
as they come
face to face

Her lipstick
as their mouths taste
each other for the first time
a memory that will last a life time
a flavor savored by his body soul and mind
he made her body his temple
and she made his body her shrine.
Styles Aug 2016
I just need some time,
      on your beautiful mind,
                 to clear my thoughts.
Styles Sep 2016
Within the providence of love,
                is a place called pain;
                it runs deeper than the depths of your heart,
                and resonates  in your soul.
Styles Oct 2014
Constantly spending my energy
On my enemy and its draining me
Holding me down
My spirit agrees with me
The details of their cruelty
Is distracting me
Poisoning my flesh
Draining me effortlessly
Powered by jealousy of those that envy me
Securing my securely with my insecurities
critiquing my ability endless
Even the blessing, the favors given to me
Bigger person than them,
So they hated me.
I had faith,
stayed constant on my guard
Negative comments
And other forms or hate
Don't penetrate.
Became wise
Then realized
That their despised
Was just to disguise
The envy that lies
in their eyes.
My walls go up,
They look surprised.
Styles Jun 2015
I wish I could find the words in my mind to explain
this pain, that feel is real.
Styles Oct 2016
Can space last forever --
  so it may seem,
  the emptiness in my heart;
  bares witness to its existence.
Mortal beings are only mortal
  Yet pain last forever.
  And only time will tell;
  what the heart cant bear
  to hear nor the soul to listen.
  Once the wound heals
  the scars appear and glisten
  with memories of the past.
Styles May 2024
I felt;
you were more than just a fling, but then
you flung me away,
like I was nothing.

I was to you,
as you were to me.

Empty.
Styles Sep 2019
In the end
  our history didn't matter
  instead, anger blinded us
  ending our future
  before the present
  even existed
Styles May 2018
He wants to
lather his tongue
in her saltiness
his lips caressing  
her silky smooth crevice
tip of his tongue piercing her surface
parting her lips of tenderness
the haze turns to a mist
her fate sealed with a kiss
picture the moment
picture perfect
destination pleasure
reaching a ******
given like a gift
and served with a twist
of satisfaction
your imagination
you must enlist
Styles Mar 2021
At night
the sight
of your flesh
ignites flames
that entice
pleasures
beyond
measures
Styles Jul 2017
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.
Styles Sep 2016
Bound by flesh; we are,
      oblivious to our minds,
      chemical reactions.
      Enamored with desire,
      our bodies collide,      
      driven by our actions.
      Engrossed by lust; thirsty.
      The primal rush;
      the absolute of attraction
      Prisoners of our passions.
      animal instincts
      of human nature; our habits
      we fashion.
Styles May 2014
Saturday afternoon:  She came over for the audition. She was wearing a black leather mini, black blouse, black fish net stockings and black high heels. She was hot. So was I...She told me to get on my knees and look under her shirt.  Her perfectly ******* greeted me, followed by her flat stomach and bra-less breast. I couldn't resist -  I reached up, grabbed her, and throw her on the couch. I wanted to **** her right there but, she stopped me. She said that she wanted to touch it first. That, she loved touching her ***** after it's shaved- the friction of flesh rubbing against flesh, the sensation, made her *** harder. She said she wanted me to shave her the next time - so I can watch her ***, the help her wash everything off.  She says a lot of things... After all, its only an audition
Styles Sep 2024
In the quiet of the night, where shadows play,
Our bodies meet in soft array.
Fingers trace the path of dreams,
In whispered tones, love redeems.

A gentle touch, a breath held tight,
Our souls connect in the pale moonlight.

In every sigh, a promise lies,
In every glance, our hearts reprise.
We drift, we dance, in time aligned,
Forever lost, forever entwined.
Styles Jul 2024
In our secret haven, where fantasies entwine,
I craft my words for you, in moments so divine.
A tantalizing dance, where pleasure meets tease,
In the dim glow of our sanctuary, we find our ease.

With my fingers tracing, you start to explore,
A touch so precise, craving always more.
**** music in the air, setting the night,
Watching ****'s soft flicker, igniting your delight.

The rush of desire swells, an unending wave,
In the realm of edging, where you’re bold and brave.
Your body, a symphony, responding to the tune,
Every teasing touch, making your senses swoon.

The build-up is exquisite, dizzying and sweet,
Heightened sensitivity, making your heart beat.
You're constantly turned on, a wet, eager flame,
As I guide you slowly, whispering your name.

Hours drift by, lost in the sheets,
Craving my touch, where ecstasy meets.
Each touch a jolt, electrifying and pure,
In the dance of edging, patience is the lure.

You writhe in bed, under my command,
Craving the moment, where pleasure will expand.
Every touch, a shockwave, intense and grand,
Your body yearning for the strength of my hand.

When the crescendo hits, an explosion of delight,
You let go, surrendering to the night.
Satisfaction washes over, leaving you empowered,
In our shared ecstasy, where desire is devoured.

In this dance of self-love, a bond we tightly keep,
Our bodies in harmony, in desires deep.
Trust in the journey, the thrill of the ride,
In the playful pleasure, where our worlds collide.
Styles May 2015
If we are all created equal, then who needs class?
If we are all created equal, why did the projects last?
If we are all created equal, is the only difference, our paths?
If we are all created equal, then where's my other half?
If we are all created equal, then why do I even need to ask?
If we are all created equal, then why didn't it last?
Styles Jul 2019
Eye closed, all alone.
Staring at my phone,
Wondering if it's you calling, ready to bone.
Wondering what it would be like for you to make me moan.
Hopefully dreams became reality, and your hitting it every week
You penetrate right through me, metaphorically and literally...
your words and your touching
******* me mentally  
******* soaked, clinging to my body  
I'm fumbling my words, I don't know what to say
You consume my thoughts, in every which way
Just thinking of you in me, it's somewhat hypnotic
The way you walk, the way you speak, so ******
Styles Dec 2016
Her *****,
aching with pain,
burning with pleasure.
The aftermath of desire,
dripping between her legs.
Her thirst; triggers my hunger
Styles Mar 2016
The aching she endures
in her waking
feelings of her body quaking
to sounds of his voice
she quivers

Excitement racing through her veins like lightening
An unbearable desire rushing through her so exciting
entranced by his spell, his words so enticing
with his pleasure
she welcomes his pain
feels like torture.
she yearns for more
her body aching for his taking
her fantasies
he made belief
engorging her soul
her urges
he feeds
with his selfish needs
either way they are
both left, pleased.
Styles Dec 2015
There is a storm is brewing inside me,
    a wild wind swirling out of control.
        These emotions ready to implode,
            so many feels unable to unload.
                 Many things left unchanged,
                           as plenty more unfold.
broke my heart and,
then she threw out
the mold.
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