"Inner G"
Maybe you can tell by the look on my face
All I really want is just a tiny taste
I promise you that I will mind my manners and not waste
You see
Most people just want to ****** you energy,
But me I'm tired of sinning B.
I want to Caress that part of you that they cannot see
I desire to bond with you spiritually
To connect on a higher vibration, because what you make me feel is something out of this world on, a different frequency.
Its the deepest encounter of intimacy
So can I experience The essence of your Inner G
As we fill each others worlds with Love, Unity, harmony, and Synergy.
To Reach Beyond the physical cavity
Tapping into that Powerful Divinity
And making time cease to exist as we venture a moment of eternity
And upon my lips will be the most pleasurable  kiss to me
As it leaves the most delightful flavor so blissfully.
And right now I'm quite Thirsty for your fresh herbal tea
So May I get a taste honey ?
May I taste The Purity of Your Inner G?

The world, she is a changing
And it ain't so good
let's just say
things don't make sense
The way they should
We used to play
With what they say
Now, were "dangerous toys"
I say, we lived through it
We're still okay
We were taught to say
Thank you and please
God bless you
When someone sneezed
Yes Ma'am, no Sir
Came out naturally
Amazingly today it is
No longer natural
But absurd
The meaning of respect
No longer exist
If it does it is not fully
Comprehended
Because in order to grasp
another lost topic
Is hit,  to persist
I may be ironic
I may be wrong
I feel mankind's improvements
Have made him
Let's just say
Not so strong!

I climbed slowly,
slowly on the mount of aspirations,
On        succint        savoury        dreams,
As i see the success peaking from thousand miles above.

I grip the cold stone
tighter, harder,
My passion,
my hardwork,
As i swiftly float
from    the   ground.

Snowy
zephyrs
of laze and evil,
Reign against me,
trying to break my hold.
Yet the fire of my
determination,
Still burns
within.

My thick woolen
coat hugs me tight,
My faith, my values,
Protecting me from
the blizzards of
jealousy, vile,
As i wind
my way
upwards.

A glance
backwards,
And the horrid past knocks
on the veins of my sullen heart,
Yet this soul will give up
no more.

The weary body,
driven by heraculous force,
through the steep slopes of time,
Against enormous storms and stints,
With an armour of patience,
Finds itself on dome of
success.

Ah!
fleeting
moments
of unscathed bliss,
Enamour for success,
And it's sweet sweet honey.
That slowly melts in my heart,
On top of the mountain,
Where everything is
freezing.

From
the top,
the hardwork,
the giant path looks small,
As the heart prepares to climb,
Another                              mountain.