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 Mar 2016 Pen Lux
Styles
rReminisce
 Mar 2016 Pen Lux
Styles
Lost in your arms, for years at a time
your touch was my grace,
our grind was my pace,
way made love,
like tongues make taste
I feel in love with your paste
it likes your body was laced.
between your legs,
inside your body,
became my favorite place.
Hand at my sides,
my gripping your waist.
One look in your eyes,
giving passion a new face.
Touching your body,
emotions erupting,
Adrenalin gives race.
I can hear your heart beating,
as your blood starts to race.
our bodies interlaced
from the inside,
You can feel me inside
I'm so deep, your fingers dig in
as your brace.
Pleasure is pain,
and its writing across your face,
the slower we grind,
the further your mind goes,
to that distant place.
As your hips whine,
my waist line sets the pace,
as my mind plays rewind
I press forward, like the present is time
and I'm living it in real-time
still amazed by your grace.
 Mar 2016 Pen Lux
BB Tyler
Feelings of accomplishment are short-lived.
As are feelings of pain.

Pipe in hand, to lip,
smoke in the air,
short-lived.

The rain drop ripples forming on the surface,
short-lived.

New buds of Spring,
pink and green,
short-lived.

Even the trees
warming my home
piece by piece.

I'll walk once more
around the pond
before bed.
 Mar 2016 Pen Lux
BB Tyler
Our Love
 Mar 2016 Pen Lux
BB Tyler
Our love is natural,
organic.

Our love is raw,
our love is wholesome.

Our love is local,
from scratch, unmodified.

Our love is kosher.

Our love is a nutritious part of everyday's
balanced breakfast, lunch and dinner!

Our love is just desserts.

Our love is cage free,
free range,
fair trade,
home grown,
the 100% real deal!

Our love is not for sale.
The sun calls to me in a sultry voice.
The horizon inviting me sweetly to explore it's territory.
There's gypsy blood boiling inside my veins
And I hear a message on the wind
That cannot go unanswered.
I think Vincent Van Gogh sliced off his ear to drown out the noise.
Life is so **** loud all the time with its crashing and banging
And sounds of screeching halts in action.
Keyboard clicks and the voices of Charlie Browns teachers.
I feel lost in this soundscape and not in a good way.
Tires and church bells the sounds of the drooling mob drive me mad.
I can't hear myself think anymore,
My soliloquy swallowed by the utterances of curses and cries of crows.
If the world would silence itself for just a moment,
I could sigh in relief.
 Feb 2016 Pen Lux
JDK
Just because you're deep in thought,
doesn't mean your thoughts are deep.

Just because you're lost in dreams,
doesn't mean you're losing sleep.

Things are always what they seem,
except for when they aren't.
Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear to be,
if you know what I mean;
clearly blurry and vaguely crystalline.

Anyway, I'm hungry.
Let's go get a cheeseburger or something.
"Who's coming with me?"
 Jan 2016 Pen Lux
BB Tyler
finding
 Jan 2016 Pen Lux
BB Tyler
in all my crying
i've found tears

in all my speaking
i've found words

in all my violence
i've found blood

in all my eating
i've found ****

in all my loving
i've found people

in all my silence
i've found truth

in all my finding
i've known nothing
 Jan 2016 Pen Lux
BB Tyler
Let Bloom
 Jan 2016 Pen Lux
BB Tyler
When beauty is no longer a goal
every step of the journey
is blooming with
flowers.
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