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bubble of poverty
magic box of giving up
the will not to lose endures defeat

isn't it the process of acceptance?
That time is not the time of the clock

The driving force of life
is breaking the chains of dishonor
and the wings of a bird

But it was a beautiful thing

Even if unanimously kicked out
those days
with that strength
we will move forward

Isn't it truly beautiful?
I surrender; I give you my everything                                                       ­           A pretender, without you I was nothing                                                     on my knees, I confess it all to you                                                   Comforting, I know your word is truth                                                           You were there, had my back all along                                                      Loving me ,in your arms I feel so strong                                                   What  relief, You've washed away my sins                                                             ­                                        Sweet  surrender , a  new  way  to  begin
Thank you, God for the mercy and love you have shown me.
happy times are near Christmas on its way
time for Santa Claus to load his Christmas sleigh
with a ** ** ** and  a sleigh bell ring
flying through the sky with a ding a ling a ling

taking all his presents to children christmas day
riding through the snow many miles away
with his reindeer  friends to guide him on his way
children listening  for the bells on his christmas sleigh

with a ** ** ** and  a sleigh bell ring
flying through the sky with a ding a ling a ling
children all excited happy as can be
opening there presents beneath the christmas tree
nivek 6d
being fully attuned
standing at the cusp
teetering on the forever
nivek 6d
you make your prayer
and seize the day

come rain or shine
better or worse

-wedding vows
for the singlet poets
I was mega gay for his
Thugged-out mantastic construction
Hella gushing for his
Seductively enchanting perfection
Floored by his sparkling tattooed allure

Swooning hard for his **** candy treasure
His ultra-bricked exquisiteness
His mad crisp masterpiece
Next-level platinum finesse
Straight heat elite that made me weak

Arms like a spark-thrower shotgun
His chest, a whole buffet of unparalleled greatness
His abs, six-pack snack platter
Gym-built back, daddy deluxe legs
Serving stallion splashiness

Beard game stronger than hard-knockin’ bass
Body-ody-ody that spoke to my **** heart
Hypnotic like a hook
Catchy to the max
His talk and walk game
Had my domain going insane

He was the GPS to insurmountable paradise
My personal Wi-Fi
My chart-topping slow jam
My favorite ringtone that had me geeked up
My premium-grade dream machine

My monumental muscle fantasy
My radiant planet loverman
My heavy-duty heartthrob
With the high beam headlights
Taking my breath away on sight
passion
thirst
hurt
ephemeral
physical

cold heat
hunger
water walking
brutally real
physical

skin colors
words spontaneous
devious planned
desire desired,
physical

concrete
parchment thin
muscled strong
catch a caught
physical

making
creating
cresting
cannot live without
physical

electric
shocking
eclectic
varied
realized

why? stop here?

eyed
fingered
tongue tasted,
ear sensual
dreamt

famous
buried
tragic
comedic
gaming played

unsafe
at any
speed
languorous
fire immolating

physical chest pains,
incurable
incumbent
to possess
otherwise, death

fingernails poking
knuckle kissing
lips wetting
blood exchanging
oh yeah physical

foreign native
young old
permanently temporary
infinitely finite
definitely unending

nowhere
no expression
dying dreams
best better
agonizing

agonizing
unrequited
offer everything
receive shoulder
colder than hell

defensive
offensive
cape laid
walk on me
chivalry

until we hold each others fingers knotted
until I stroke your hair unexpectedly,
until we agree to hell with all the rest
until we say the say the same thing simultaneously
until we come together

when we have satisfied each and every one of the above,
freely confess
know nothing of love
but the picayune details that make us greater
greater than greater, greatest, then and only then
we, might have a few clues
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