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Styles Dec 2015
I want to feel your;
  hands under my skin like a glove.
  kissing me like you want to make love.
  getting lost in your mouth with my tongue.
  rolling me lips with your teeth like they were gum.
  I want to please you like "***".
  then relieve you when you are done.
  feel your body heat - like you were my sun.
  then take another sip of each other,
  Like we are not done.
Styles Dec 2015
What was it I loved?
The moments before the pain.
Why didn't it last?
In between, there were too many games.
Do your miss her?
Yes, but I rather shine without all of the shade.
Broken hearted?
That's what happens when deal with a *****.
Styles Dec 2015
The Heart's saddest fear is realizing that you are madly in love with someone that isn't real.
Styles Dec 2015
Your skin, warm to touch
I have to turn you on to cool you off.
tremors of sensations
run from your pelvis to your heart
through your spine
the tingling starts
getting you so warm,
your back begins to arch,
arch your back
spread your legs part
Tilt your neck back,
like there is an art to getting you off.
Styles Dec 2015
She is more than meets the eye,
you judge her cover,
than you can kiss it,
good- bye

An angel that is fly to fly
but you can notice from a mile.
a flirt that giggles when she says hi.
daddy's little girl with bruise on her upper thigh.

A choker wrapped around her neck,
a teaser that leaves you high a dry,
and has a thing for getting high.

Quick to take a one night stand
just to she can play her cards -
and see where they land

Pillow soft lips
blessed with the slight of hand.
wrap a man around her finger,
like a rubber band.

and take is breath,
right where he stands.
gift to this earth,
to be worshiped by man.
Styles Dec 2015
Lets get so drunk off each other;
we forget that everything else exists.
Styles Dec 2015
She wants to be wrong
cause she doesnt want to be right
he doesnt come home
he's always out at night
if nothing is wrong
it always ends with a fight
she can never do good, and he can never do right
was such a beautiful home
now something is not right
she staying up all alone
stressing about something different every night
what did she do wrong?
when has she ever done right?
always been out on her own,
all she knows is how to fight.
she does more pray for help, than she gets sleep at night.
always keep a smile on her bright face, even if she cant see the light.
starbucks coffee keeps her going, and faith keeps her upright.
Styles Dec 2015
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.
Styles Dec 2015
Don't pay attention to the pain;
                                               it will end.
Pay attention to the memories,
as they are happening.
and then remember - the only thing factual;
that they only could have happened, then.
Think about the future, forget the when, once again.
that's the - future, past and present -
the sooner you can get over it -
the sooner you can deal with what is actually happening.
Styles Dec 2015
Work hard at your craft;
   And let your passion fuel you.
   to obtain the type of success drives you,
   pushing you to higher heights,
   to obtain goals you could have never dreamed.
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