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I write stream of consciousness poetry, and am a consumer of wine and hiphop... all thoughts here are my own. A product of being constantly …
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Ranger May 2014
But no words are spoken
Ranger
May 2014
Against me I feel her
Shifting from side to side
Is she scared
No, she is thrilled
But no words are spoken
growling in her ear
I put my hands on her hips and move her to the bed
with a push she falls on her back
she pants
But no words are spoken
My body slowly moving over her
so close as he hands slide up my chest
pulling at my shirt
our lips pressing together in a kiss
But no words are spoken
pushing me back a little and lifts my shirt over my head
trailing her nails down my naked chest
leaning in I kiss her as I pull her dress away
is this what you want baby I ask my self
But no words are spoken
My hands move softly over her body
soft and smooth like a rose
I lay her on her back like dropping a flower on the grass
Looking deep in her eyes
But no words are spoken
Kissing me she wraps her legs around me
Her breath panting she wraps her legs around me holding me close
her nails digging softly in to my back as if to never let go
are you worried I will leave now I wonder
But no words are spoken
Our body intertwine
Shifting as the last of the fabric that bind us is shed
I am so close to you
I feel your heart racing as you press your body to mine
But no words are spoken
Your neck, so soft and inviting
My teeth locking to it as I softly bite
Looking down I see the marks on her flesh
Looking in each others eyes as if to say I claim you
But no words are spoken
Our body's now now connected
I know you inside and out
But I didn't know this tell now
We have so much together
But no words are spoken
Shifting, we move as if one
the heat and passion
as if dancing to music
The beat getting faster
But no words are spoken
You look up at me with glowing eyes
Your lips parting
A soft moan of excitement
Still it looks like you will cry out
But no words are spoken
Your body tightens around my
I feel it with in you
your pleasure coming to a ******
You look in my eyes as if to ask me if you can
But no words are spoken
I know you
Its not enough you have yours
You fight it wanting to be with me
This I know
But no words are spoken
A little more
My hands gripping you tight
I feel it so close
and with out warning the rush
But know words are spoken
I am pressed in to you hard
I feel the release
and see you toss your head back
Allowing your self to give in
But know words are spoken
Panting and getting weak
I lay in next to you
Pulling you in to my arms
I look deep in your eyes so lovingly
But no words are spoken
There not needed
You know my heart
you know my soul
You know the three words I want to say
But no words are spoken
Shifting from side to side
Is she scared
No, she is thrilled
But no words are spoken
growling in her ear
I put my hands on her hips and move her to the bed
with a push she falls on her back
she pants
But no words are spoken
My body slowly moving over her
so close as he hands slide up my chest
pulling at my shirt
our lips pressing together in a kiss
But no words are spoken
pushing me back a little and lifts my shirt over my head
trailing her nails down my naked chest
leaning in I kiss her as I pull her dress away
is this what you want baby I ask my self
But no words are spoken
My hands move softly over her body
soft and smooth like a rose
I lay her on her back like dropping a flower on the grass
Looking deep in her eyes
But no words are spoken
Kissing me she wraps her legs around me
Her breath panting she wraps her legs around me holding me close
her nails digging softly in to my back as if to never let go
are you worried I will leave now I wonder
But no words are spoken
Our body intertwine
Shifting as the last of the fabric that bind us is shed
I am so close to you
I feel your heart racing as you press your body to mine
But no words are spoken
Your neck, so soft and inviting
My teeth locking to it as I softly bite
Looking down I see the marks on her flesh
Looking in each others eyes as if to say I claim you
But no words are spoken
Our body's now now connected
I know you inside and out
But I didn't know this tell now
We have so much together
But no words are spoken
Shifting, we move as if one
the heat and passion
as if dancing to music
The beat getting faster
But no words are spoken
You look up at me with glowing eyes
Your lips parting
A soft moan of excitement
Still it looks like you will cry out
But no words are spoken
Your body tightens around my
I feel it with in you
your pleasure coming to a ******
You look in my eyes as if to ask me if you can
But no words are spoken
I know you
Its not enough you have yours
You fight it wanting to be with me
This I know
But no words are spoken
A little more
My hands gripping you tight
I feel it so close
and with out warning the rush
But know words are spoken
I am pressed in to you hard
I feel the release
and see you toss your head back
Allowing your self to give in
But know words are spoken
Panting and getting weak
I lay in next to you
Pulling you in to my arms
I look deep in your eyes so lovingly
But no words are spoken
There not needed
You know my heart
you know my soul
You know the three words I want to say
But no words are spoken
Love-evans Apr 2015
Spoken Word
Love-evans
Apr 2015
Forming words to say what no one ever thought you would.
Spoken word gives people a chance to ride the waves of the syllables that roll off your tongue, to be engulfed into an ocean of self expression.
Spoken word is a story. A story that no one would have even believed if it was never conveyed in such a way the evoked so much emotion.
Spoken word is the ability to reach out to people on a different parallel.
when you open up its spread light, it allows people see an entire world that they never knew existed.
When you become transparent and turn all of your if’s, and's, and buts into something great you show people what they need to see, not what you want them to see.
And the words that so gracefully roll of your tongue become all of the things that they have never wanted to admit, Being vague has never allowed so much emotion and desire to aroused all at once.
Spoken word is an art that is within everyone's grasp, but only few have ever taken the advantage to capture it.
you can’t exactly see what is but when
you stretch your hands to reach for the creativity that wants to swallow you, The world that you once knew changes.
All of your thoughts become poetic, and there becomes a consistent need to tell people what's going on and it feels so amazing.
Spoken word is an expression
abling people that would have never thought they would have the power to say things about their lives unleashes a magnificent world that we would have never been able to see.
Spoken word is an art the doesn't just open eyes but shocks all of our senses. The ability to take someone on a journey without even having to leave the room, Making them experience your story in a way that you never thought you could.
Spoken word is not just poetry,
Spoken word describes all that I am,
All that I can, and will be,
All that I was,
All that is me.
Spoken word gives people a chance to ride the waves of the syllables that roll off your tongue, to be engulfed into an ocean of self expression.
Spoken word is a story. A story that no one would have even believed if it was never conveyed in such a way the evoked so much emotion.
Spoken word is the ability to reach out to people on a different parallel.
when you open up its spread light, it allows people see an entire world that they never knew existed.
When you become transparent and turn all of your if’s, and's, and buts into something great you show people what they need to see, not what you want them to see.
And the words that so gracefully roll of your tongue become all of the things that they have never wanted to admit, Being vague has never allowed so much emotion and desire to aroused all at once.
Spoken word is an art that is within everyone's grasp, but only few have ever taken the advantage to capture it.
you can’t exactly see what is but when
you stretch your hands to reach for the creativity that wants to swallow you, The world that you once knew changes.
All of your thoughts become poetic, and there becomes a consistent need to tell people what's going on and it feels so amazing.
Spoken word is an expression
abling people that would have never thought they would have the power to say things about their lives unleashes a magnificent world that we would have never been able to see.
Spoken word is an art the doesn't just open eyes but shocks all of our senses. The ability to take someone on a journey without even having to leave the room, Making them experience your story in a way that you never thought you could.
Spoken word is not just poetry,
Spoken word describes all that I am,
All that I can, and will be,
All that I was,
All that is me.