Sugar cutie
The divine color of the skin, the color of white sugar, is the color of uncontrollable pleasure, you are definitely sweeter than any sugar and pleasure, sugar cutie. You are a reflection of a deep shock from admiration, excitement, makes ***** and fall in love, Every second is overflowing with love and intensifies every day. You are more beautiful than love itself, ***, life, reality, and even paradise. You are my hot temptation, **** so hot.
You are talking about HQ the highest quality to the smallest particle and pixel, atom, molecule, geometric perfection of the image of the body and face - it looks so chic in slow motion, stretches the pleasure of excitement, when I touch your skin I have amazing feelings of love and excitement and these feelings are amplified a hundred times when you touch me, your kisses are diving immersion in the depths of love, the infinite beauty of your body. I sincerely love and want only you alone, your body shape like a mega boom boom **** boombox explosive brain detox, powerful rap beat bass, you sound cool and ****, your beauty and personality are multifaceted and unique as a gemstone of love and ***. You are my highest eternal ideal.
Your body is the best **** in the world, a seductive pin-up, a very picturesque eroticism of feelings and passions, how your sweet moans of pleasure excite me beyond, you are so beautiful that even an impotent woman, men's ***** will stand up, the lady of male hearts and makes ***** members. Your appearance moves me to the dimension of eternal love, you are above love and ***, for me you are above everything else. You are more beautiful than the most beautiful galaxies of the universes, no form of life can be more beautiful than you, you are my queen of the universe. You are the same ideal, that very highest value, a dream in my life that I can’t give up in any way.
Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich

All your cards are black,
And all your thoughts are white.
All the colors you see,
Are found in an old movie.
This pallet of thought renders you blind.
The world is made of many shades,
Stop thinking in one hue.
And think of the entire spectrum,
That is screaming out at you.

I’m waiting in line, wasting my time
for things that won’t come, though they are mine.
Pretend that I’m fine, should I draw a line?
Don’t wish to run, but I think I’m just done.

Feelings I can’t shake, they keep me awake,
the list has increased, how much more can I take?
With so much at stake, I try not to break,
I miss the sun, but I think I’m just done.

With tired eyes
I’ll still see it through.
Exasperated sighs
in breaths I drew.
I broke the ties,
but I’ve got some glue.
Searching the skies
and looking for you.

I’m waiting so long, maybe I’m wrong
I can’t walk away; my legs aren’t that strong.
Alone in a throng, I still try to prolong,
but it never begun, and I think I’m just done.

The flowing tears
should extinguish the flame,
but it’s been years
and it still burns the same.
Doe eyes sees the fears
and treats it like a game,
then it all disappears
am I to blame?

I’ll wait forever, I’m not too clever,
passing me by, but never say never.
I can not severe this painful endeavour,
I’m always the one but I think I’m just done.

i found the white flag you gave me
hidden in the trash
that's where i put it
just a few years ago

it was still packaged nicely
folded at every crease
it's such an eloquent way
to admit defeat

it's color was bright
and plain as can be
filled with nothingness
just like you thought of we

holding it in my hands,
you tell me to surrender
but that i can't do
for i'd be a pretender

More wicked than *****, that ***** mourns
More evil than Satan, that Satan's justified
Lot, tormented in his soul, rescued
So shall it be the Righteous' lot
The Angel of Darkness shall descend
And ***** sits in Judgement seat

we were promised flying cars
and big jet dreams
filled with smiles for miles
on white yachts
under tangerine skies
but all we got was
a dull pocket watch
with a timeless end
and that was enough
for the both of us

I put in my time and I paid the price,
I gained the honour to be your personal sacrifice.
I traded my last breath for your new beginning,
it wasn’t the alter I envisioned, but I still consider this winning.

I swear every single word up and down,
it was voluntary; you didn’t need to trap me.
You know I’d crush my structure to resist your frown,
and I’ll give anything to know I played a roll in making you happy.

I spoke the oath now do the deed,
to help your growth you know I’d bleed.
I swapped my last day for the first in your new life,
I apologize for bleeding while suggesting a better way for you to hold the knife.

I demolished my own walls for you to see open doors,
I’ll remain motionless, no need to strap me.
I always promised you that I’d gladly give my life for yours,
it would be worth it knowing I played a part in making you happy.

I reject my last rights and deny my last meal,
I ponder an anaesthetic but choose instead to feel.  
And if you were to offer me a chance to leave and run,
I’d suggest the most dangerous game but I don’t have a gun.

Some would call me a down right fool,
and supportive well wishers would tell me I hold more worth than this.
But to assist in your desired creation; I’d be canvas, supply or tool,
to be responsible for that smile is the only thing that’s priceless.

After it all I’m reduced to dust and bone,
you’ll keep going on and I’m now put to rest.
But you know deep down you’re never alone,
you’ll still carry my heartbeat within your chest.