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Brian Hoffman Feb 2018
I am a mindless soul.
I wander throughout valleys, & plateau's.
Blindly following the wind.
Dragging my feet to the direction it carries me.

I am a kindred soul.
I run idyllically through the fields of significance.
Sometimes I forget who I am.
And when I do, I feel free.

I am exquisite.
I've somewhat reached my inner divinity.
However, the bold voices in the wind can sometimes misguide me.
When I get lost, I just sit there.

I wait for the wind to guide me again.
When the time comes,
I will know what to do.
And someday, I will guide myself
Brian Hoffman Jan 2018
Each day I live, the pain consumes
What little sanity I have bloomed
Like walking in a cloud of fog
Falling down, sinking into smog

Life just seems grim
I think on a whim
Interest lost in everything I do
But what a life, who really knew?

Depressed to a fault, that all I see
Death just seems like the only way for me
A waste of time, I feel I am
But that's its nature, a full mind jam

I try and try to ease the pain
A fallen effort with no gain
Thoughts begin to eat away
Makes me want to end it today

Uncomfortable around others for the way I feel
I pray and wish this all wasn't real
Life just seems more like a prison
Caged, alone, an abomination risen

No one could ever understand
Why I would want my death sooner than planned
Its not something I want for me
But to end my suffering this is what has to be

So I write this all as I fall from grace
Down to this place, some barren waste
I know not how much longer I will last
But all I can do, is pray that this will just pass.
An older poem of mine. I’ve realized with time things shall pass.
Brian Hoffman Jan 2018
I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don't know what Grey is. I never did.
Some days, I feel everything at once other days, I feel nothing at all.
Brian Hoffman Jan 2018
Under You..
A place I would love to be...
Beautiful eyes  
that really see me.
Hair falling across my face
as you lean forward  for a kiss... a falling hard taste.
Warm full *******
pressed upon my chest.
Where upon me a greedy
mouth comes to rest.

Under you...
A place I would  
never want to leave...
There our bodies  
will Intertwine and weave.  
Where smooth soft thighs  
are on either side of mine.
Where hips rock and pelvis dips...
Folds are spreading
by hardened tip.

Under you...
A place where desire  
and reality meet..
Bodies meld as one..
forged in sensual heat.
Where wet soft flesh  
wraps and clings..
Caressing my intentions
such hardness it brings.
The sound of love heard
flowing from those lips..
As I ****** over and over
in rhythm with your hips.  

Under you...
The place I need to be..
Under you...
The place where you need me.
I want you to need me like I need you.
Brian Hoffman Jan 2018
You glow like the light of the harvest moon soft golden rays to fill my starry heart your sweet breath teases my naked skin so warm and moist like a southern breeze your scent the perfume of night blooming flowers your taste salty and tangy like the warm sea air your body trembles at my slightest touch a willow tree, shook by the ***** wind your mossy rise is so dewy and inviting, softly, and seductively, it calls out to me... to kneel and taste your secret delights lost in a vortex of your endless desire as the harvest moon looms overhead and bathes our flesh in it's soothing light.
Brian Hoffman Oct 2017
You want this
swelling rise of swollen self
that drowns my thoughts
in blood that throbs

the slickest steps always
slip the best
when pressed
hydrant-pressure pulses
In that slow build

You wind around me
tight
as we settle into that fractured time
when I am yours and you are mine

connected  

I growl,
a bear in heat
you squirm and entreat me
to make love to you
treat you like my princess
your ******* scream at you to be
as they graze the cotton sheets

Melded
lubricated to stop the high tension
smoking burn of friction
the slap of your *** as you writhe back
consuming me
***** deep
in your centre

My fingers clasp into your hips
holding the depth
my eyes closed
you smell of lilacs and berries
if they had been slathered in sin
and served up in piping hot lust

you sound like heaven
echoing through my blood stream
the thud of my heart screaming your name

breathe
I command myself to stay with you
as my hands let you ease off of
my ****
you take full advantage  
there on your knees and I am vulnerable
to your slick
to your wet...

(Too right, I'm just a man)

all you needed was an inch of freedom
to rock forwad then slam your cheeky control
back onto me

that slick sound that
unmistakable ***** ******* sound
slops against my thighs

the invite to drive
me into a frenzy
the want  
the need to please
be pleased
freed from thought and reason

Shower me in your lust
soak the sheets
moments before I shower you with mine
the hot splash
on your back
as we lose control together
Brian Hoffman Sep 2017
There is this girl, blonde hair blue eyes.

Her stunning blue eyes get their color the same way water and the sky get their true rich blue color. They scatter light so that more blue light reflects back out.

Her hair shines so bright, as bright as the sun in the sky. Warming my heart during the daytime.

When I look into her eyes,
I see a beautiful ocean, peaceful and at ease.
I see gentleness and her personality coming free.
It's ever so engaging.

I tell her her beauty and personalities flourish.

She's a flower child.

She's the sweetest hippie bringing me peace and tranquility.

Her words can not describe her smile it's so contagious.
It's no wonder why she leaves me ever so speechless.

If I could be with this girl,
I'd do my all to give her the world in which she deserves.
Falling for this beautiful flower child. For once I've found someone who truly understands me. Our personalities and similarities are so alike. I'm hoping she realizes because we've become good friends I want more than that with her in the end. <3
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