Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
***
If I had just ten minutes alone with you.
Oh, all the things I would do.

I would trace the lines that define your perfect figure with my tongue,
Leaving tiny lipstick stains down your abdomen.
I would kiss you softly and tenderly,
while tangling my fingertips in your hair.
I'd make you moan with pleasure,
While our tongues fight for dominance in each others mouths.
I'd hold you close,
Our bare skin touching.
Entangling our limbs together,
While tiny droplets of sweat form on your forehead.
Craving every touch

All these things I would do,
If I had just ten minutes alone with you.
****.
The most dangerous man in world,
is someone who can think for them-self,
to think freely is to sharpen your blade,
and strike at authority with a razor, barbed with logic,
and even further the danger rises when man is set free,
those who are cunning,
with clarity of mind, are not to be trifled with,
those aware of their super-ego,
those who are willing to die for their beliefs,
they are strong,
they are fierce,
fearsome agents of agency's agenda,
criticism split with momentum,
and even if the free thinker is not invested,
he will surely inspire others.
A.P. Beckstead (2014) - In honor of H.L. Mencken.
The Was a Girl who was always thinking,
She wanted to escape her mind,
She always felt trapped, Alone, Afraid, Depressed,
Everyday She hoped that she would find someone to take that all away,
She begged to her goddess for an angel,
To Take her away,

She was a normal Girl,
Quiet, Shy, Smart, Pretty, but in her eyes that wasn't what she cared for,
What she cared for was a boy who would become Her Man,
Who would make her Enjoy being who she is,
Who Would make her Smile every day,
Who would give her butterflies,
Who would make her blush and giggle in a Rose Pink joy,
She Went to school, and had her eye on a boy,
Though he could not be hers, she still Longed for him,

over time,
She soon began not to care, he was not the boy that she wanted to become Her Man,
Every day, When she got home love was all she wanted to deal with,
It was the only thing on her mind, She cared not for Home work, nor the  missing assignments,
Every time she was home, she wanted to leave,
To find the one Boy to become Her Man, to help her learn how to enjoy Life again,

Some Days she would take a nap,
Those days She dreamed of someone who held her close,
He would not let her go,
And She the same, She Could feel what love was,
She was In Love,
She looked upon his face, Seeing everything she could ever dream of,
and his kiss was all that she needed to feel alive,
But sadly...
This Girl awoke from her Dream...
And she went on again in life... waiting for him to come to life...
Knowing he was out there, Doing the same,
Dreaming of her,
and Giving all his heart and life to her.
 Jan 2014 Reneeza
Daniel Magner
Snap
 Jan 2014 Reneeza
Daniel Magner
There's some liquor in this bottle
I know could drown my sorrows
but if  I finish it
I wouldn't speak at all
face down in my bedroom
with the walls looming on my back
a brick stuck in my stomach
and a knife right through my neck
I'm teeth deep in nostalgia
I can't believe I called ya
the message sits on your machine
with slurred words that
sound so clean
I told it straight right at the beep
"Take me home
take me home
one last time"
then I cut the line
mind all left when it should be right
this is the story of another
drunken night
Daniel Magner 2014

— The End —