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Cheyanne Lemons
Georgia    If Life was a book, Death would be the first chapter.
17    I'm just doing my best.
F/USA/Spain    Bron from the golden deserts of CA. To -my home- the barren of NV. Then from all the way to Spain. I've come a long ...

Poems

Free Nov 2013
Lemons- in fanfictions, a gritty or ****** scene.















I watched your Adam's apple bob
As you swallowed your arousal.
My head was swirling with the scent of lemons,
And I couldn't help myself
As I tottered towards you on my intoxication,
Inebriation.
My hands hit your chest,
And in our unsteadiness,
My extra push sent us tumbling...
Down onto the Citrus yellow sheets of your bed
My mouth on your neck,
Wanting only to taste your Lemon sweat.
Your eyes wandered freely,
And your hands soon followed.
Touching my *******,
The perky *******,
You put your mouth on one,
Extracting from it some sour mix of sweetness,
The lemon in my veins.
We mashed together,
Your member against my cavity,
Pictures of lemons in my mind.
Your hand round my throat,
You began to speak harshly,
Lemon tainting your soul.
The acid in your words,
Acid on your fingernails as they tore my skin...
It hurt,
But it hurt like the beautiful Lemons that brought me here.
You put yourself in me,
Again and again
You forced my body into submission.
My tears burned with the citrus,
My eyes now yellow,
Like the lemons.
In this lighting,
Your skin looked yellow too,
I could almost say your head was a lemon...
Pain resurfaces,
Blood,
The sensation that something was flowing into me,
I knew your lemon juice had filled my pitcher,
Now it was available for drinking.
And you did,
You drank your lemon juice with my sugar,
Lemonade of us two.
Pleasure rocked my body,
And I felt your lemon invading me.
But you yourself,
You were drawing it out of me.
My walls pulled in,
They clenched,
I let out a shrill.
The smell of our lemon sweat
Once again,
Pervading the room.
You collapsed beside me,
The drug wearing off,
Lemons exiting your mind already.
I wasn't done though.
I'm still obsessed.
Still obsessed with lemons.
when life throws you lemons
and you are tired of lemonade,-
look for somebody with fish-
and make a feast in stead.

when life throws you lemons-
and you already have an appetite-
just Google 'how to farm lemons'-
and search for an orchard site.

when life throws you lemons-
and you're near a restaurant or bar,
make the easiest money ever.
sell the **** things! you needn't go far.

when life throws you lemons-
while you only wanted an orange,
go to the nearest local market,-
and just try your best to exchange.

when life throws you lemons-
and you know not what to do,
just keep them safe for June-
or look for someone with a flu.

when life throws you lemons-
and you just don't want them,
leave them on the road and go.
life might have had a wrong aim.

Keep Smiling
Life is so generous

Ever so full of gifts to spare;

Ever so rich of privileges that glamours;

Over-flowing chances that fills up this fine young soul to give a full flare

Yet it's so generous that it gives also "lemons"

Life oh life,

Why "lemons"?

I grew up knowing,

Lemons are best served cold

Especially in every summer for those who thirsts for such juicy quench

While feets're on sands and the kingly sun's overhead

But why "lemons"?!

Maybe it wasn't just lemons picked up from metro market

But lemons from life

Then I suppose it does'nt matter anymore

I guess what matters is I have these...

I have "life" and I have "lemons"
12-29-14