The way you look, the way you speak,
The way you sing, the way you laugh, hahaha, I love thinking back on the times I when you and I were alone,
The naughty things we would do,
The touches,the moans and the groans,
The yelps and the pleading for more,
I don't know my left from my right by time were done,
I love them like I love you,
But now its different, you've grown, and sho have I, I done want gentle anymore, more, more, give me more,
Your caring ways are makings me sick, you have a hard rod for a reason,so use it,
It' s frustrating knowing what your capable of doing to my body with a single stroke, takeme,make hot love to me, **** me for all I care,
Just for the love of my insanity don't be gentle anymore,
I want what those women have on a one night stand,
But over and over again done  to me by you,
So please my beloved, love me till death do us part,
Just love me harder

Death is pretty, death is silent,
There's no more pain, no more tears of heart break, people see death as loneliness in a dark space, but it's peaceful, laying there with Thor eyes closed in perfect silence,remembering everything you've ever done, good or bad memories flowering peacefully through your mind, laying in a made bed wear freshly grown green grass grows as pretty little lady bugs and butterflies, and folly polly's rome through the dirt,
Death doesn't have tho be a thing of fear that awaits us at every corner that we turn,
Taking the last breath that makes our heart stop beating 200 time's a day,
It can mean so many thing's at once,
Others believe in after life,
Other's believe they become a much better being after they die,
But death doesn't have tho new scary!!!!!

I.....am more then a girl, a women, I feel things I usually have been told is for slutty women, I crave my last desired, I dream of the touches of want that I crave to feel once more, I...........am a darker being that I appeal to be