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 6d mini
Jay Jelly
Combustion
Adversary’s plentiful
My ruptured fantasy
Unlimited
Protection the enemy
Is out to severe me
Your majesty
I’ve seen your
Handy work first hand
Decaying fossils
Put my puzzle
Back together in
Some working order
Give me
Shelter from
The exertion that ******
Overreaching
Quick to react
The sum
Of all parts is magnetic
Off thee charts
Feeling a bit off
My aim must
Have led me astray
Win lose or draw
Life can really
Do a number on a soul
Tally up the score
And you come up empty
Guidance system
Malfunctions again
A seismic shock
Sends you spiraling
Chain reactions only counter act  
Your balance
One rarely recovers from
Certain circumstances in life
Sometimes we don’t
Realize what we have
Until it’s gone forever
Better left
Untouched
Overrun with grief
The hardest goodbyes
Will shake you
To thee core
Majesty
Grant me complete asylum from
The antagonistic events of this realm
THE DAY I CAN NO LONGER WRITE… THEN I’LL KNOW MY TIME HERE IS UP!!! ✍️🙏💨
Jesus wore only a robe and needed only a mount to speak to those around him. And yet his words, his wisdom, his divinity have lasted over two thousand years. But look at what has become of his legacy? Have you been to Vatican City? Have you seen the Basilica? What does it have to do with Jesus' core message?:  Love one another. The collective wealth of the Roman Catholic and Protestant churches around the world is so massive that it cannot be determined. But Jesus wore only a robe and needed only a mount. Jesus would find upon his return a sight obscene:  a colossal monetary worth of those who were supposed to carry on his teachings! Jusus would scream:  "Sell all your worldly possessions! Sell the Basilica! Sell all the priceless and precious objets d'art in your collections! Sell all your churches! Give all your money to the poorest of the poor! Do you not remember what I did when I entered the sacred temple and found money-changers? I turned over their tables! I threw their coins on the floor! I threw the money-changers out! I found corruption instead of holy caring! What was my crucifixtion for? Pray to God and care for your fellow human beings. Do it in a vacant lot. Call it the Cathedral of the Sky.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS
 7d mini
rick
smile
 7d mini
rick
it’s sad to say
that nowadays
a smile
is more often
used
to hide depression
rather than
express
happiness.
As much as I wanted to

I could never hate you

my love was too strong

for hate to stand a chance.
He had me way up in the sky
In his fire-hot, dreamy penthouse
Gulping down shot after shot
Of his crash-hot, alpha nectar
Reveling in his boss-level flavor
Craving another hit of his thugnificent affection

I was weightless in his contagious
Gangbuster affection
So addicted to his breezy, big-daddy passion
Street-slick heat that left me speechless
His hazel eyes shone
Like endless, picturesque mountain vistas

His lips were a luscious confection
Swoon-worthy poetry
A blazing, untamed flame
Claiming my mind, body, and soul
Making me yield to his sizzling *** appeal

His hairy body was an enchanting canvas
That had me so lost, breathless, and bewitched
An unprecedented wonderland to treasure
His smooth, seductive charm
Sent my gayness soaring
To the sparkling stars

I drank lust straight from his thugness
Sipped his daddy Patron
Feeling his thrilling heat
Course through my bones
I lost myself in his magically mesmerizing masculinity
He had that CEO dopeness
That lust-soaked machoness
That satin-slick splashiness
That melt-in-your-mouth mantasticness
That had my rainbow heart
Surrendering to him

He was my top-shelf after-dark liquor
My Hennessy on the rocks
My crash-hot *****
Sliding down my throat
Lighting me up from the inside

I savored his flavor as it lingered in my system
Every move he made was a hypnotic shot
Of sizzling, slang-dripping sexiness
That left me buzzed, dazed, and
Craving for more of his
Hot, spicy, and sip-worthy muscularity

He was my man candy buffet
My powerhouse playground
My beard daddy deluxe
My brown sugar loverman
My hunky platinum daddy
With that Papi sauce
That knocked my socks off
His presence was an electric heatwave
Sun-kissed seduction that slayed my senses
His dazzling smile, his spellbinding eyes
The way he shone so effortlessly
Set me on fire, took me higher
Left me breathless, queer-struck
So hung up on his untouchable thugness

He was my swagger storm
My tidal wave of splashalicious mantasticness
My velvet portal of delectable allure
My sexalicious masterpiece
My debonair treasure
My magic doorway to extraordinary pleasure

My spectacular gallery
Of bossed-up, jaw-dropping attractiveness
My picturesque force of top-tier nature
Flexing breathtaking enchantment

His presence was a mind-blowing shock to my heart
Rearranging my thought process
Making my senses stutter and shudder
With awesome atomic sauce
That had me falling head over heels
In love with his unprecedented prepossessing existence
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