don't

grab me

control me

shove me

force me

don't

i'm not a toy

i'm not yours

i'm not okay

i'm already *b r o k e n

Don't judge based on outward appearance
You will miss the beauty that lays within
Don't miss an opportunity to make a new friend
If you look past the outer disguise
That person might be the one that is there to comfort you
when you cry
Don't let a good friend pass you by listen with your heart

Darling, while we kiss and our tongues entwined
Can't believe the thoughts going through my mind
As you seductively move yours around in my mouth
Start to yearn for you and your tongue to journey south

I realize that this whole night will be sheer and utter bliss
Sweetheart your'e making me so hot with this french kiss
Tingles through my body and my brain seems to be afloat
Your lips and tongue venture past my ear, down my throat

Goose pimples form as I slowly become a nervous wreck
Suppose you can ******* sweat  running down my neck
Slowly you unbutton my blouse and toss aside my bra
There is no stopping you now darling you've gone to far

You **** one ****** then the other, I'm now in a trance
Hardly even notice as you slipped off my moistened pants
You slowly kiss my tummy working down to my ***** hair
Gently you part my legs, is near more now than I can bare

Then, before I know it you have my pink lips opened wide
You kiss my **** and slip a well trained tongue deep inside
With that fantastic mouth of yours you kiss, lick and ****
I loose control, have a great ****** and now want a ****

She was one of the passengers that passed away in a train collision yesterday

I walk these barren streets carrying the newspaper, with her name on the front page

As I walk, I am saddened to see her name being used to wrap fish at
the market

I am saddened to see her name being stuffed into gift bags at
the toy store

I am saddened to see her name littered all across the streets without
anyone caring

but

I am finally happy to see her name being wrapped around a bouquet
of chamomiles

She always loved chamomiles...

There is a flower
That grows inside us
It withers
As it sits in the dark
But grows
As you give it light