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 Mar 2013 S
Robert Guerrero
From your words
From your blood
You have created a rare breed
Of expressive people
To the poets
From ages ago
From the poems we still read
To find inspiration
We say thank you
This day dedicated to you
To all of us
To the rarest of people
We are poets
And today is our day
We own a day
Guess we are important somehow
To the poets
To the blood that runs through our veins
To the tears
That have scarred our cheeks
As we plaster those emotions
Deep into every crack and line
Within the sheets of paper
From the confounds of our soul
We pour ourselves out
To become a poet
And gladly be honored
To the poets before the poets
I say thank you
 Mar 2013 S
Robert Guerrero
You read my poetry
You love how I write
You now know the story
Behind those words
You understand the emotions
And the reasons why I have them
Sakota
You may not know me as a person
Yet you know me as a poet
You now see I am here
Whenever you need me
And I hope you pick up the phone
Cry your eyes out
Find a friend in me
And know your not alone
With the pain that you have
This is not the beginning of a friendship
But the beginning of a great team
We are greatness
We are poets
And we survive through the treacherous roads
That now you have me
All 5' 8 1/2", 220 lbs of me
Walking with you
Ready to listen
Ready to talk
Ready to help you
Whenever you decide
To dial (225) 244-0791
Hope you liked this one. Not much but it will suffice
 Mar 2013 S
Robert Guerrero
Your me
You have the same scars
In all the same places
Yet there is one big difference

Your a girl
Maybe no younger then 15 or 16
I'm a dude
Of 17 years of age

Mirror mirror
Quite the opposite
Because your a girl
But looks nothing like me

The scars are emotional
The torment is mental
The physical attraction irrelevant
Simply because we are so much alike
And I don't, can't, and won't love myself
Here you go Sakota. I wrote this based on our short conversation. Hope you like it.
 Mar 2013 S
Robert Guerrero
Your body tenses
You want me to kiss you more
From your lips to your neck
My hands exploring your body
Learning every curve It has
Kissing your body
Where my hands just reached
Your breathing is heavy
Our pulses racing
In sync with each others
We were born for this moment
Making love to each other
Your body so close to mine
Naked and sweaty
Smooth skin calling me on
My ******* not ceasing
Your moans growing louder
The next door neighbors
Yelling out their window
To keep it down
But how can I do that
When your slightest touch
Gets me up and hard
And all my mind and body wants
Is to have you close to me
Plunging myself deep between your legs
Going through the motions
To make you say my name
To hear you moan even louder
To feel your body twist and turn
As your ******* peaks
While my heart fuses with yours
I whisper I love you one more time
Just as I come to your voice saying the same
You beg me to stay in bed with you
Your eyes say you want me more
So I wrap you in my arms
We lay there for hours
Our hunger burning again
And I flip you on your back
Clasp both your hands
Pin you to the bed
And look into your eyes
That seem to scream that you want me
So I kiss your neck
Your body tenses again
We start making love again
I love this poem :)
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