Summer fun;
blazing sun;
Screaming children --
No thanks, ***.

Closed blinds;
high minds;
Peace and quiet
MY time.

Dry heat;
mosquitoes;
***** beach
and mojitos.

I prefer
Gin and Tonics,
Hello Poetry
and tons of chronic.

Summer bummin'
Fine with me --
Avoid discomfort
& be happy!

I gave you all of me…
… and you rejected me.

I kissed you with meaning.
Enhanced your fantasies.
I catered to your needs.

I sat by and let you live
let you have something to miss
yet we still come back to this.

In bed at night I cry
I worked too hard this time
to prove to you, you’re mine.

Your heart is too **** tough.
I’m definitely not good enough.
I gave you all my love, and in *** you repaid – rough.

I’ve learned now not to give.
You give to be deceived.
I am foolish to have believed
that the one who’d steal your heart would be me.

****** me. Use me. Confuse me.
Deceive me. Leave me. Believe me.

This life of mine is all but appealing.
I can't stop time, "can't stop this feeling."

The tone never changes, it ranges
from sad to saddest, it's contagious.

Fall prey to my kiss but you missed!
(The point, love).
You failed to witness
this broken excuse for a Ms.

Sad eyes.
Beautiful brown skin, pretty dark hair, a smile that shines.

But I cant love you.

You look at me, hopeful, clinging on.
I turn away,
I cant love you.

You kiss me.
I kiss him.
He kisses her.

A never ending pattern of chasing those who dont want you.

"Shes begging me and asking me why it's over..."
The song plays truthfully as I break your heart again.

I kiss you goodbye.
I cant love you.

My fragile body, your broken heart.
We found each other, seemingly worlds apart.
There's some intimidation, but I power through.
If it means there's a chance to be ruled by you.

While time and circumstance have done have done us rotten...
...your kiss and touch won't be forgotten.

Dominating, yet careful.
Liberating, I'm grateful.

Looking at up at you, I feel your strength.
Embracing and tasting you, I feel no angst.
The overwhelming urge to please a simple man,
In all sense of intimacy I seek to understand...

This feeling you provide when you stare into my eyes; you pull me closer to you and I can't help to fantasize...

Our naked bodies, together, one --
No inhibitions, just truth -- climaxing with the rise of the sun.

Only when you are standing above me ...
watching my brain work ...
can you talk down to me.

The control you once had over me --
capable of moving mountains if you asked;
went to hell when you began to talk down to me.

The Bronx lives within me.
"Y por mi madre"
I'll never let anyone talk down to me!