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Quentin Briscoe Sep 2013
I'm the flight attended and this plane is going down!!!!!.....
No control....
Because of Pilot Jones....
We hitting homes...
Bout to crash and burn...
If I only learned to fly...
I guess death is the lesson learned...
Quentin Briscoe Sep 2013
I'm trying to fight the urges...
but I just want to feel your skin..
bare and bold against my ...Stress...
*** relieve the tension...
Please ****** my flesh...
I'm a sucker for passion....
and the taste of your breast...
My desires I try to ration...
But they're too many to compress...
Temptress You are Woman...
Man we just follow...
Its in our nature to be near you...
For You were made for fellow...
I smell pheromones in the air blowing off your hair...
and I'm just fiend for a taste...
hands below the.... wait...
will you let me...
Fall into the sin...
Because if you're just as weak as me...
Then that drop will begin...
and Here it will be morning...
your breast against my chest...
You drool below my shoulder..
luscious thighs cover my body like a blanket...
as we are caught naked...
And them I'm left to wonder how many times have you fell weak...
Because I mentioned my urges were many....
But you haven't said a word as you lie under red sheets...
All inside my arms...tomorrow will you be?
because I trying to fight the urges...
But why are you fighting me...
Quentin Briscoe Sep 2013
I'm a man And You should want me to have a Man perspective....My manliness should not scare you...but ****** you...it should not frighten but bewilder...make you wonder...You should trust me to lead you from my man perspective...But if you don't trust me to do...Then why is there me and you...If you can't respect what i do then you can gladly leave... I will listen to you but don't nag me please...because that man in me will surely start to grieve...See it's the way I see things...I'll consider you opinion...but if it makes no sense then it will never be an option...So you can not judge me from a mans point of view...when you are a woman ,and I don't expect you to...so why do you expect me to think like a woman...when thats not what you're attracted too.....
Quentin Briscoe Sep 2013
Time

Through the memories of space lies time...time that we never had....but that time never stopped.... nor attempted to freeze in with the winter cold...just continued...moved along without us...and us with out it grew old...Forgetting that each other we were meant hold... So the hour glass ran out...and we grab on to somebody else...Speeding up the progress...of this collapse...That fragile moment we shared...that felt like years...that passed us by...and continued to fly..away..goes the hand of youth..as we move into maturity...and time never stops for you and me...more distance...as we remorsefully grip the arm of the innocent...and use them to blockade that space...that should be filled each others face..those lines on our faces aren't wrinkles..but a time line of every thought we had..of one another...of every thought we had that we wished time stopped... So we could find a way to share another second...but it never did so we're left with these scars of time..Security behind the heart of the wrong thing...and Freedom in the eyes of that which wont wait...Time slow down..like you did once before..in the perfect moment when we had time to adore...each other..but now we just hide..not wanting to be caught by the innocent.. for if time never stopped the reaction...of our licentious actions..it would harm the hearts we hide behind.... and then they to would have to would be forced to blame time...
Quentin Briscoe Aug 2013
May....
You found your way from heaven
again...
blessed my skin
again...
You have sprung life into
May...
I've missed you
Since you left me
I never got to say
I love you
again...
And then you returned
in her smile
Her Laugh..
You returned in her voice..
And I fell in Love
for you..
May
taught me love
Showed me Love
and here i fall in it
but just like you...
May
so far away...
its August
and Im trying to get back to you
but you've left me
again...
back to heaven..
again...
May...
Stay...
But if I must
Leave
to find you...
I'll Die if I have too....
Quentin Briscoe Aug 2013
If there will never be another me
We
need not be compared.....
Quentin Briscoe Aug 2013
People say dumb ****
Manure doesn't smell to good
Neither does your breath
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