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tom krutilla Oct 2016
A drop of moisture flows slowly down
Her sculpted nose
Enters her sensual mouth barely parted
And red as a ****** rose
My arms sturdy as pillars her fingers grasp
As I enter her rythm starts
Eye to eye we photograph each move
To decorate the walls of our hearts
There's barely a whimper no need to compromise
Only silent sighs
Exhaustion sets in my pillars have collapsed
The brute and the goddess have taken
What they needed this might
tom krutilla Oct 2016
Joely Ann if you can
See the spot were I stand
It's here I wait for you command
Joely Ann if you can
Don't tell me you found another man
Cause my green grass is covered in sand
Joely Ann if you can comeback
I'm waiting for the love I lack
Im tired and bored counted all the cracks
Joely Ann if you can
Make a stand don't be bland
It's either me or the boys in the band
tom krutilla Oct 2016
Shattered hearts lay strewn
Upon your nakedness
Empty cavernous eyes
Deep dark never ending
Cadaver stiffness cold and still
Many have tried defeated in shame
And the parade goes on
tom krutilla Oct 2016
Like a web the morning fog entangles the tall trees
It drapes the valley as a smoke filled mystery
Feel free to walk among its time and length for the are treacherous exercises
What appears suddenly surly leads to ones demise
Such was my fantasy of you
That smile entangled me too soon
Your mystery I need to unravel
But only with time
Your sudden appearance and movements are sublime
Shall I fall into that treacherous exercises of chasing you
Not knowing of my demise
I'll pick yes for my mind is smoke filled
Yet the clearing is before my eyes
tom krutilla Oct 2016
Their hallow eyes perice the night
With deceiving eyes and pearly whites
Draw you in with hypnotize words
You were a thinker but now a listener
Tainted by something more sinister
***** your mind with propaganda swords
Pick me I'll heal your pathetic lives
I'll give you love happiness and blue skies
But I'll discard you when I'm sworn
In god bless america
tom krutilla Oct 2016
Lying among this dandelion field
With its colors surreal
In hand a tidy envelope
With a letter perfectly sealed
So nice of you to take the time
To make it pretty with hearts that shine
I'll perceive what's in here is a confession of sorts
Hope you kept it simple your lies come up short
I can't open it been in your emotional blender
I'll peel off all the shiny hearts
And return to sender
tom krutilla Oct 2016
I must confess I was poorly made
I'm vulnerable yet strong
Cut easily from the blade
My skin is thick yet delicate to the touch
My mind is focus yet wanders too much
My hearing is excellent yet selective
My voice bold yet whispers when expected
My nerves shatter every once and a while
Yet I'm not ready for that funeral pile
My heart still beats awake or asleep
I hold dearly the dreams I seek
These are my confession I say to you
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