With every day that passes by
the conjouring thoughts of you never leave my mind
The infactuation your spell binds me with
raddles my senses into a saturation

Twisting and Tugging at my every emotion
My heart begins to lurch
My knees begin to weaken

When time comes to make our greeting
When our bodies collide
I plan to be captivated
by your entire entity

Our time will be made of continuous serendipity.

You want a make out
Without a ring on it
You call it attractive
I call it infactuation
They call it seductive spirit
They just want the pudding
Bunch of irresponsibles

This kind goeth not away
But by fasting and prayer
A generation of sadomasochists
Bunch of nymphonaniacs
Do I look like a loose ball?
Even if I wanted to play
"Shoe get size, 'mbok'"

Open your legs at your peril
When it's time to settle down
Men look beyond beauty
Character and intelligence tops the list
Even love is not enough
When he is ready to "ring it"
Don't say I didn't tell

When you advertise your wares
Frontally and from behind
You attract what you represent
Men don't like exposed wares
If you cover it very well
They will pay fire to posses it
Trust me, I speak from experience

Queens of the night
Their office opens at night
Adorned in skimpy gowns, no brassiere
Sometimes, with their nieces knickers
Exposing all exposables
You attract what you are
You get what you desire

Do you have a banging body
With seductive shape
All you get is a one night stand
No one wants to marry an empty barrel
Before you open your legs
Please, open your sense
Do you understand?

Before I drop my pen
Please repeat after me
Lord, Jesus, I come to you today
As my personal Lord and saviour
Deliver me from seductive spirit
That I might be made whole
Write my name in the book of life
Thank you for saving me. Amen!

I watch you every time you enter my door,
I pretend not hear you, yes i choose to ignore.
Your perfume lingering in the air,
and your laughter swift by like wind in fall,
i would be lost in your presence, as you enter my door.

I do not capture you much in my mind,
my heart is well when you out of sight,
but...
every time you enter my door,
i forget of all i forgot about you before,
then you steal a piece of me and it
floats with your smile, and
my hearts beats like a pendulum,
as if to live by your oxygen.

I think of long nights of tee-a-tete,
under the  moonlight sky,
then you walk  home,
locking our hands as we part.
O' what joy!
when you look at me...
i see the depths of the ocean,
clear and serene, engulfing me in your tranquility.

Such feebleness i cannot comprehend,
To hope that i can hold your hand and
yet not. To hope...

Every time you enter my door,
Void of my love for you,
I wonder , if my hopes will ever come true.

My man
is made
of armor
pure and strong
his lips are sweet
as sugar cane
to them
I do belong

If your hair ever grows longer than mine
I'll braid it back and listen to you whine  
How everyone ***** and are all the same  
I'll tell you yeah it's pretty lame
Had you done alot of drugs some night I'd wait in the parking lot
Until someone came to pick you up
And if they don't  just ride my handlebars
If we crash we'll share some battle scars
laugh and brush it off like leaves from the porch in the fall  
And yeah I've let you become my main man  
So much taller and lean than I am
But you'll learn in time that I am mean and stealing your heart was part of my scheme
Just don't forget we are a team

My palms open up, always.
As your fingers dance across,
and down, down in some kind of
fragmented ballet
sweeping up all I have left
to give to a boy
like you
I know how you are
You're the one
my mother warned me about
You're the
"I should of known better,
Should of learned,
Should of grown"
Everyone else is always right
But me,
I keep spinning the same circles,
until I'm completely dizzy with the thought
of such infactuation,
Always giving too much,
and receiving little to
nothing back
Your world could have been served
to you on a silver platter,
I would have came to you with
so much

love.

"Too much love,"
as you would say.
I had never heard of such a thing,
until I met you.

I'm tired of only being able to write
about love and heartache

I want to grow
and expand
and mature

I want to learn
about the world
and all that it holds

I want to be my own person
away from the infactuation
and obsession

I want
to be
m o r e

Maybe I yearn for something outcast by individuals perspective or maybe I'm just selective.
Selective to be loved and caress in a way abandoned by this generation,
The lies, manipulation, infactuation, it all drives me to fraustration.
I want to be held like the darkness holds the sun to glisten it's beauty,
Held so my brokenness can repair as I cringe to the sensations of your love to my mentality instead of ******.
I lay fully covered while your heart strip me of insecurity and your hands massage the animosity.
The fire inside me ignites but your eyes and actions eases my soul,
You came into my life and made me feel whole.
You put light into me, attacked my demons, changed my pessimism on having feelings.
You hungered for a heart as intuitive and loving as mine,
And I craved for a romance and sincerity but I was so blind.
Your kiss derived me of my endless thoughts,
Your touch put a latch on my esteem,
Your love renew the empty soul that was lost.
You admired me like a work of art.
If only it was real and not a dream I tiresly wish upon,
The love I desire ,the absence made my heart fond.
Maybe I'm too passionate or maybe I need to grow up,
Or..
Maybe I was born in the wrong era for love.


-dpk

hazy sedated thoughts
trapped in a collapsing world
of overdosed reality

it all begins
as he bring the needle
he injects the happiest lies
to dull my heartaches pain

it runs like morphine
through me
im in a state of
uncontrollable infactuation

he has hurt me
so many times
but yet
i hardly knew it

i ache for it
forgetting the mere fatality
i hate him
for doing this to me

i can hardly see my own thoughts
addicted to the feeling
of the cloud of deceit brings

why does love have to be
so effortless
yet
cause so much great pain?

i miss you
like the way
my dreams miss
being plagued of thought of you

How I feel for you.

My love for you was broken like the shattered mirror I drew on paper with my reflection was etched in its pieces. My love for you is hiding in the corner because my brain knows better than to let my heart back in my chest. My heart is the broken mirror as I draw on paper. My reflection girl who only wants to love when she can't even love herself.

How I feel for you.

My love for you it's like a beautiful meadow of roses yet I only get pricked by your thorns as I run through naively thinking the beauty of my love for you was two sided.

My love with....for you was only reciprocated when it fit you best because I loved you all the time. Every time we talked I let my heart creep back into my chest and let my brain take a break. Silly me? But you love me when you were alone when youneeded someone to be there for you and I have always been that person to be there for you. And I will always be the person who is here for you because I know my love is broken mirrors on paper and though my love is a meadow full of thorns, I know my love for you will always grow like the pretty buds at the top of the stem as it digs deeper into my skin, I know that in love with you I will always get to see a new reflection of me good or bad. Broken but whole.
My love for you warms and breaks my heart and I would go through it a thousand times just see your smile just to be there for you when you needed me just save you from being LONELY.BECAUSE I love you And for  me right now the hope you may be loving me back is enough to get me through the hellish day is all I need.

One day someone will love me the same. Someone will have a love for me so strong so influenced by infactuation and the time spent together but for I will notice because iknow that struggle and for you I'll be gone....