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Marcus Belcher Nov 2015
Me
I was a man with no dreams
Just like the new moon
Hidden
Those visions that give you wings
So that you may fly and soar amidst the giants
But my wings grew slow
As did my desire to fly
Growing restless in the valley I called home
My back is starting to itch and my feet won't be still
This one is a personal one. It's mostly about the growth I've made over the last few years
  Nov 2015 Marcus Belcher
Sarah Q S
Why do I like him?

Can I touch you?
Just there on your throat
Lean in to kiss it, and
Smell the earthy scent of your skin.
To press my lips on you,
to taste the skin
to **** you
hold you.

I want you to sink your head into my lap,
smell me, wrap your arms around me.
To cry, to find comfort with me.
Fall asleep there.
Play with your black hair,
feel it's texture thick.
The heat of you on me,
it burns on me.
Ravenous.
I'm not tired
No, not in the slightest

I'm not upset
No, just mellow

I'm not sure
No, I really don't know

I'm not smiling
No, my face is straight

I'm not empty
No, there's emptiness to me

I'm not together
No, rather I'm apart

I'm not sane
No, try insane

I'm not saying it
No, I've said enough I think

I'm not done typing*
*No, I have plenty more I could give...
This stuffed cat toy is my only sense of physical companionship right now. Even then, the more I hug it,  the more I cry. Sorry... im just down...
Marcus Belcher Nov 2015
Sweet words for her ear
Ring true and ring clear
I know they'll be fear
So please do come near

Respect I don't lack
Abundant in fact
It keeps us on track
No looking back

Her body I do crave
Its hard to behave
Lust's slave
A reason to shave

Many a question
Hope I'm the selection
When your not sure if it's lust and/or love
Marcus Belcher Nov 2015
Boiling blood is just the start
Igniting the energy of the heart
The chi, it swirls to and fro
At the Master's command
Ready to flow
It builds, it builds!
Whispering gently to muscle and nerve
The mind removed to keep emotions at bay
Movements are swift
Precision and trust
Past and future
No place here
The moment the air is cut by no fear
Only the moment remains
The moment.....
When a samurai reveals his blade
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