Be my forever,
never ending,
happily,
ever-after, favorite;
                            Story.

I fall in love everyday
I fall in love with the idea that people want me

Need me

There's nothing that feels better than knowing your wanted and needed.
That those you care about care just as much back.

Crave your attention as you do
And you fall in love with that
Not them per se, but the idea that they appreciate you as you them
It's a mutual happiness of attention and contentment.

The trick though, the downfall
Is making sure they don't fall for you
Mistake their lust as something more
And the same goes for you.

This is a dangerous world filled with complicated chemical mixes of feelings and responses that we have no control of.

So make sure you know what your getting into when you choose to care about someone and make them a part of your life

I want to take, tiny sips,
of your cherry red lips.
my favorite drink,
on my special list of sweet things,
with a devilish twist.
it taste so sweet it,
makes our lips stick,
our tongues tied like licorice
love being so selfish
my tongue her tourist
******* on her lips
her eyes rolling back
like her hips.
she's feeling me,
I'm feeling this.

Touch her until her stomach hurts.
Kiss her until her lips start to beg to be worked.
Tease her until shes dripping wet.
**** her until she is covered in your sweat.
Please her in ways she will never forget,
take her body to places she hasn't been yet
make her *** in ways that she will love more,
than she will regret...

her moans. touched me like the whiskers, of a whisper - that vanished too soon. The sound plays like music to my ears,
reminiscent of my favorite tone. The sounds of her lips,
shaped from her mouth, I feel in love with her sound,
the moment she let the first note out. Poetry, by love divine,
is the music to my spirit, played by my heart. If I don't know what to do,
its means the only answer is to start.  For our only true judge is time until that day we have to depart.

I tasted her in my dreams
woke up and started dreaming of more
feigning I walk around needing her more and more
the taste is a flavoring that never leaves
its something that I beg for like please
until I wore, the floor out from under my knees
I'm addicted like bee, her honey is wearing on me
sweeter than a cavity, I need an emergency of her for an ivy.
so in love -- this I might be. but blame it on her - not me.

She loves the rules,
and breaks the limits,
so I gotta keep her in line.
She's a naughty girl that likes to speak her mind.
she wears tight clothes,  make you want to cross the line.
speaks a body language that will blow your mind.
your two cents are just a waste of her time.
sent from heaven above she's from a different time.
a bad girl Turned good -- but just for a little while.
Then she is back, wearing just a smile, and my favorite tie.
out with the Good, got her looking like Bad is in style.
dressed smoking hot, like a black - n- mild.  
She's on fire, like a burning hand.
An angel at heart, she's a little wild --
tiss to the lucky guy that plays his hand.

Oh fickle foes
or maybe friends?
once a beginning
but now an end
Once loyal
yes, by my side
the night now is
a groom-less bride
the sun is dark
or maybe clear
the brave with swords
now draped in fear
but all the ocean's
deep and wide
that gave me truth
don't ring bonafide
the slender fellow
so debonair
but now my eyes
won't look,
won't dare
oh fickle stars
or are they lights?
the open arms
now give me frights
oh what is up
now is down
what she had worn;
a pastel sheer gown
now is dark with coal
torn i say torn!
oh fickle hearts
that beat like drums
now only make me fear
of some..

days ahead
or maybe past?
what once came first
now comes last
of fickle days
or maybe years?
no longer bring joy
but only fears
oh fickle souls
that once were kind
now are dim,
they once did shine
the lake is hard
white with ice
i then cared not
but now it's thrice
oh fickle thoughts
between my ears
i say, changed to worries
and changed to fears
dark and heavy
like a rock
once a metronome
now a ticking clock
in my palm
the world ahead
but all is left is
dead dead dead
once a caress
now a slash
what once was real
falls as ash
and once it goes
to the floor
what once was real
is no more
oh fickle foes
or maybe friends
it then was given
but now i send

the fallen trees
that touched the grass
they are not there now
for me to pass
the books on shelves
that i once read
now lie burning
dead dead dead

the footsteps left
in the rain
once made me laugh
but now, what pain!

the moon that hung
above my head
has turned to sun
dead dead dead

Oh fickle ways
the earth reminds
It once was lost,
but near i find
Oh fickle hands
that I use
what once was truth,
I dare say, a ruse
The poem written
by my pen
now are chores
Again Again
The sun rises
but then it sets
the stars come out
and this i let
for what the day will
come to bring
i cannot call
i cannot sing
oh fickle strings
that pull the earth
will give thou death
but also birth.