I sit by and think of you
Eccentric yet beautiful, shy too
Vibrant aquamarine color blue
Human chemistry never looked so good

Eli Junior(c)

I didn't know what to think,
Pinned down I was in a single blink.

Tackled down viciously, and no restraint
My body ached, lungs incapacitated and body weight faint
Light it was, but enough to bruise my chest
Dexterous hands she boasted, but she didn't rest

I struggled under her dominance
Such powerful grip she had in instant
I bucked with each movement she made
The soft round firm muscles of her *** perfectly shaped

Each moment she came down on my crotch
A searing fervor of heat with no stop
The wetness of her lower walls embracing
My own growing arousal without any patience

"What now Big Boy?"

"I'm not your **** toy."

She huskily grew closer to my ears
All the while her juices dripping clear
I could tell by strength and knowledge alone
That my hip flexor muscle was now torn

Definite eroticism in such a goddess
But actions alone proved her not modest
My heart throbbed and rapidly palpitated
The eagerness in her position accelerated

"Ugh...stop it what I do this time?"

"Nothing. Its what you didn't do tonight."

She continued to gyrate and elevate
I felt the indefinite bruising in my wrist dictate
The growing heat and pleasure she was feeling
Not something that I wanted, but wasn't disagreeing

I wanted to slow her down and pick up with reason
She slammed her lips with mine as if it was treason
The blood on my mouth and her own scent
Just raised the growing ****** tensions present

She moved and moved and it grew into a frenzy
Clothes discarded, shoes unwanted, undoubted human chemistry
Face to face, eye to eye, power on her cause I was denied
Any action to pleasure in form, but it was no truth I was lied

"Keep going Big Boy."

"I'm not your **** toy."

Placing hands on my chest, feet to my face
Beautiful dominance, in every possible way
Denial isn't easy, but it sure is powerful
*** she was going to get, but at her own disposal

Eli Junior(c)

Haven't been sleeping lately
One could ask a simple question
Why I can't give into slumber

I fend off Mel and Collie.

Maybe in the deepest parts of my mind
I tremble and cry all alone
Such actions should be beneath me
Such actions should not bother me

Yet, year after year my affection grows
Oh, how I could hold you now.
Under a blanket of Autumn leaves.

Further
Understanding
Crucial
Knowledge

Left
Out
Vulnerable
Emotions

There she sat.
All alone.
Dead eyes.
And bleeding throat.

No one was ever there.
In that old room below the frames
Of madness, enticing as it was
A curiosity instilling sensation
Perhaps mental consternation.

No one was ever there.
In that old room below the frames
Of a mind blowing dilemma
That twists and turns anxiety
Into a frightening novelty

No one was ever there.
In that old room below the frames
Of a child seeking company
The one entitlement to their name
Only to play in tormenting flames

No one was ever there.
In that old room below the frames
Neither presence nor concept
Neither essence
Perhaps...

Darkness.

in the madness that follows broken swallows
flightless birds whose wings are broken, a token
of this worlds cruelty, some likening to a novelty
a pass time of society gaining popularity not notoriety
flightless birds whose dreams no longer pure, one deems
a twisted distortion upon the frail who seek to prevail
an existence within decaying trees, a stench to rob the free
flightless birds whose song fades, for today is made
in the notion that a path is set, for those who lost a nest
and can no longer return home, death a persistent norm

out of depth they are, for flightless they became
out of one world and into another, all the same

In the dark corner of the room
Sits a woman curling her toes
Whispering an empty tune
Under pretentious lies
And cheap perfume
A dead stare meets the eyes
I stand still, not moving
Afraid to stir sensations
In a dark room
Bathe in deprivations
An open cut of the flesh
Pouring streams of red
Seep into ragged clothing
Yet still she remains
Trapped domestic restraints

In the dark corner of the room
Sits a woman painted black and blue
Faded gold hair covering emerald greens
Porcelain skin no longer valued
Abuse for any and all means
The stench of blood is everywhere
But the fear is palpable
So do I continue seeing?
Do my eyes deceive me?
Is she really a human being?
Thinking was not an option
As I step into crimson walls
My only doubt in all of this
"Do I have moral courage?
Or am I the precursor to all of this?"

Am I human?
Am I human?

*** is the topic of conversations
Youth in full grown lust and desire
Forever we join with our interactions
Tonight I will set your body on fire

Cherry colored lips I see before me
Im nervous, its not how its suppose to be
My hands shake as they caress your body
Sweet voice oh lord Help Somebody!
Our hearts lust for each other
Taking our clothes off one after each other
Seeing your body glistening in the moonlight
Oh its a sin!! Why must it feel so Right!!
I take the first step and bite your lips
You slowly wiggle and lift your hips
I am pushed back, slowly by your kisses
In my mind, " What a beauty is my Misses!!"
We gently Bite down at our necks as we look above
The starry sky, for tonight we make love

It began with a story, then the words flowed
In black and white, until colors were born
Would you let us travel?
In a world both kind and cruel, yet remains so beautiful?

With every kiss
And every touch
Do you believe in friendship?

With every bite
And every scratch
Do you believe in romance?

With every lick
And every stroke
Do you believe in love?

Well, lets take it at slow pace
Not without judgement
But with complete fire ablaze
Every garment left scattered
And all my kisses left battered
On a sweat glistened skin
My body formed and molded into yours
Gentle yet fierce moments of sin
Your toes curling with every ******
Ripples across frames of good natured lust
Moans escaping from sweet delicate lips
Eyes in green euphoria
Yet a mind dedicated to indefinite bliss
Now you acting on emotions alone
Pouring my thoughts into pleasurable zones
Dedicating time to you every day
Morning or night
You are my sense of direction one way
Licking every last bit of your body in rhythmic fashion
Even your toes, because a woman is full of passion

We perceive
Yet deceive
From within
A hidden sin

Harbor disdain
Accept pain
With drive
But burned Alive

Hideous lies
Through eyes
We understand
Through distant hands

Corpses bleed
Past deeds
Broken breath
A Sinner's death

Illusions born
Bodies torn
Frail ties
To hideous cries

Here forgotten
Hell departed
Surviving woes
Killing angelic foes

Heaven lights
Hell fights
Two sides
Yet to subside

Apart miles away
Never ending distance
Aloof in foreign lands
With constant armistice

Separating tools
Of power come to play
Running constantly
But to time know no day

A dream starts
Seconds delayed for two
Thoughts surfaced warily
But only for a precious few

Again a state of confusion
But I digress in honesty
Maybe I the only one
You with modesty

Again miles away
To you I state
Though with sincerity
"I love you" I reiterate

All I see...Now that vision fades
Is a past life...Full of many mistakes

All I see...Is a past of regrets
A past of hate...One that sadness begets

Crying to skies...A full moon
Life full of lies...The End soon

Crying to skies...The time nears
Withering ties...Bonds to disappear

Yet I see...my world cast away
This sorrow...a betrayer's dismay

Yet I see...your world born
A joy...my death to mourn

A coffin...nailed shut
Death...Life, it cuts

Marks on your body
Colors imbued,
Beautiful styles,
Shades and hues

Black Ink
All under the skin
An alluring montage
Of captivating sin

Cursive manuscript
Detailed body art
Specialized endeavors
Of worlds apart

Tattooed Arms
Black and white
Colors of a hundred
Beautiful visual sight

Kisses and stars
All over your shoulder
Names on your hips
And Colored borders

Tattoos and peircings
**** and wild divinity
From head to toes
Vibrant add-ons of captivity

Originality of freedom
The body to unwind
Unique alone
But united divine