Please pardon my vivid imagination; i can’t help myself at times.
My mind seems to stray when you're in sight.?
My brain is deprived of blood flow hence crippling its ability to reason.
Like gravity am drawn towards you, lured by your innocence and enticed by your beauty.
All i think of is drawing you in and caressing you.?
Holding that very body that drives me mad with a lustful crave, once your swaying hips are in sight
Thoughts so dark n ****** crowd my mind and appeal to my basic senses.
Thoughts of seeing you in your birth suit, how it would feel to put my hands around your waist, kissing your lips and slowly making my way down till you stop to resist and draw me in.?
To show you the feeling that seems so wrong but feels so right.
To know how it would feel to rest my head in your ***** n lay in your *****; to feel your warm body against mine.?
I would whisper coaxing words into your ear n slowly move my hand across your body feeling every curve and till your senses are screaming for me telling you to set yourself free.?
Please pardon my imagination for there are thoughts i just can’t resist…

I don’t remember the last time I felt you smile over the phone so I ask that you smile for me just before you sleep. I sat down to write you a poem but no expressive words came to mind.
I tried to think of you, to picture you, just to see if the image i had of you would inspire me, but I found myself lost in it.
Like the sight of the sun setting across the ocean, my mind and heart quieted down to marvel at you. Am sure you’ve heard me speak of the tales of your beauty more than once, but if you would look in the mirror you would see that I speak the truth, for it would show you a glimpse of what I see.
I don’t remember the last time I felt you smile over the phone, so I ask that you smile for me just before you sleep…

I remember everything about that night.
They held me down and made me watch helplessly.
I remember the inexpressible look in his eyes.
They appeared to be so innocent yet so full of evil.
I remember the sound of his footsteps as he walked past me, I felt them with each heat beat.
I watched as he pulled the blade from his blazer.
I remember the fear in her eyes.
I watched as he cut her,
as the blade moved across her neck,
As the blood oozed from her neck,
As she dropped to her knees in pain,
I remember everything
I remember the look on her face as she tried to breath but chocked on her own blood. I watched as she helplessly held her neck tight to prevent blood flow...
I was paralyzed at the site of it all.
I remember the sound of her gasping for air, I remember it all.
He then told the two men to put me on my feet, his voice was so calm, sure and cold.
He then walked away from her dying body and headed for me.
I didn't try to resist for I did not have the strength.
I could smell his cologne now.
I watched him stretch his hand out with his blade.
He then put it on my neck, and I could feel its sharp edge,
I could feel the warmth of her blood on it.
And I could relate to the panic she felt moments before he cut her.
His hand then swiftly moved across my neck,
All I remember is coughing, feeling like drowning as I inhaled blood with each breath.
I couldn't feel the pain for my mind was focused on the lifeless body in front, trying to feel the pain she felt moments before she died. I could not feel the pain, all I could feel was anguish, then everything went dark But 'I remember it all'...

I did it because I was hurt
you took something from me,
I don’t know what it is but when I look at you it hurts,
when I think of you it hurts
I felt I had this hole inside of me and whenever your name came to mind it hurt,
it was as though you were sticking your hand inside me.
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I got you back to hurt you
I was the thief you invited in
I took the same thing you took from me
I want you to feel what I feel
I want you to hurt each time you think of me
Each time you hear my name
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So how do you feel now?
Do you stay up late at night with no one to talk to?
Do you feel you have this void inside of you, you just can’t fill?
Does your heart taunt you each time you think of me?
I know am hurting myself more by putting you though this but at least you now know how I feel

I woke up at 5 in the morning with a heavy heart and a headache
it took a minute to recall all that had happened the previous day but then I remembered,
I remembered the brief moments of peace I felt after drowning my problems in whiskey.
I rubbed my eyes and felt that they where wet. I guess all I held back poured out in my sleep.
I wished it was nothing but a bad dream,
one in which I would awake from soon.
I never beg but for you I tried, just to keep you a little while longer,
just to get back something I felt you where about to take.
I won’t lie it hurt’s
it hurt’s that I can’t forget your words, like an eco they keep on returning
It hurt’s that you think I deserve better when you where the only good thing I had.
You once told me that “no one knows me” like you do; you of all people should have known what this would do to me.
There was a reason I never opened up to anyone, you knew that yet you would tell me to think of you as my dairy, that I could tell you anything. You made me trust you to such an extent that I forgot how to conceal my feelings.
You reached inside me and took a piece of something I've always kept from the world.
Now that am hurting and you are not here who do I turn to?

Let’s let our curiosity run wild,
let’s give in to the dark temptations we feel,
to the whisper’s of our heart, the voices in the furthest part of our mind.
Let’s bring out the covert impulses we get when are alone,
the vivid hallucinations formed when our gazes hold.
Even just for the night let’s share the cravings of our body
the yearning for a lustful embrace
they say “you think long, you think wrong”. Without thinking let’s give in to our basic instincts
let’s let our innocent feeling’s evolve into our darkest desires.
Let’s not try to ‘escape from the ardent atmosphere that surrounds us but let us drive into that very fire’.
Let’s go to that place with ‘no street name or map’. Don’t resist it, allow yourself to be enraptured by the passion. Together let’s let lose the fire we have bottled up inside all along.
Let’s give in to that desire that always wants more, to the screams of our body and to the rush of sensation we feel....
Let’s just let our curiosity run wild.

You've tried to lose this feeling in the maze but somehow it always finds its way back to you. You don't remember when you first noticed you had it but it feels as though you've had it forever, only noticed in the silence.
You've tried to block it out by surrounding yourself with people but even through the crowd it finds its way back to you, you find yourself with a cold emptiness you can't seem to fill. In your fits of anger you've tried shouting out at someone hoping it will leave you with that anger you feel but that only seems to make it worse...
You try eating your heart out but even after your stomach is stuffed there it is, a space you just can't fill.
Loud music seems to work but just as one song finishes and the other starts, you feel it briefly. As if telling you it’s still there.
You decide to seek companionship with someone, but just like music when your companion is away the feeling creeps back in. Once again that cold hole in your chest opens up, and it gets bigger as you think of it...