Beautiful women on the outside
But twisted on the inside.

The silence is killing me
gathering the elements
but its hard to breathe.
steer away
the crow and hour
the voices are getting louder.

stuck at home, with no where to go.
I'm gone, please pick me up off the floor.
mend my heart.
I've had enough.
because, I fell right  from the start.

only the bravest, get in my way.
you spoke the words '' saying that your gonna stay."
but you never did so I backed away, fell backwards and spiraled into a dark, dark cave.

i never view it the same.
it's just quiet.
i simply closed my eyes.
and wait to feel what he makes me feel.
forbidden lust.
an act of sin.
a betrayal of a old friend,
a good ******.
he penetrates,
then sends me ascending to hell.
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without any stops.
but i can't get enough.
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During dinner, his hand restfully lays on my thigh, caressing me back & forth.
my body itches and warms up to his touch against my skin.
At the slightest touch of his hand toying with me,
i disintegrated.
my mind is fixated at his contact.
he plays with me underneath the family table.
as the evening progresses, they continue their conversation.
my r                                          his                                  r
             i                          &                                      i
                    n                                                 n
                               g                              g
weights down on our respectfully spoken matrimonial status.
leaving us with the wrath of guilt.

Each time, we swear
it'll be the last time.
but we're both liars of the conscious mind.
we come back to it, giving in
falling in deep
trapping ourselves more into the  further.
we are consumed by each other.

i want more then what is given....
this is the affair of a forbidden couple.....


to be continued.....

No dreams
it's a glacial glow.
fell down through a river hole.
pink sunsets, candies, and lullabies,
Rituals and trials, say your goodbyes.

Another dark hour
fills up my day.
Touch my heart,
it's made out of clay.

Astro travel
a glacial wave,
my ideas are filled with rays.
Silver and gold
heart made of stone.

No dreams
I'm fighting sleep.
I cut you off
because you went,
into deep.

The planes in the sky look dwarf size, compare to the large skies.
Swallowing the blue atheist clouds
all spotless
as the ocean sparkles, flirting with the blazing sun, flirting with sailing ships as they smoothly take their leave.
Hypnotizing the captains onto their long journey on this massive 70% part of water they are on.
they are seen somewhere along the lines of the horizon
in the Atlantic ocean leaving with the sun at 7:52 PM  with 17 seconds.
The black haired beauty is seen, with a beige round hat wearing a long black dress, fleeing into the black hole sun.

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­Les avions dans le ciel ressemblent à la taille des nains, comparés aux grands cieux.
Avaler les nuages ​​athées bleus
tout impeccable
alors que l'océan scintille, flirtant avec le soleil flamboyant, flirtant avec des voiliers alors qu'ils partent tranquillement.
Hypnotiser les capitaines sur leur long voyage sur cette énorme partie de soixante dix pour cent d'eau qu'ils sont.
ils sont vus quelque part le long des lignes de l'horizon
dans l'océan Atlantique laissant au soleil à 19h52 avec 17 secondes.
On voit la beauté aux cheveux noirs, avec un chapeau rond beige portant une longue robe noire, fuyant dans le soleil du trou noir.

Under the cancer star
i wish you well.
under the cancer moon,
i bid you adieu.
under the cancer sun,
you better run.
*********
*Debajo de la estrella del cáncer
te deseo lo mejor.
debajo de la luna del cáncer,
Te digo adiós.
debajo de la estrella del cáncer,
ama a dios.

They watched eachother like no one else was in the room with them

I’m scared to let Love In.

Were they even dreams? I felt the sand between my toes. I whispered my hellos, and carried your seed.
But you made my heart bleed. All I needed to do, was breathe. Everything for the baby. You came back with an apology and some daises. Baby you’re crazy.
It’s been your mood lately.
So I go on walks and feel you trail behind me.
Now you act so kindly.  
If I were to leave you, you would find me…..

when I'm with you,
the weight of love
lays heavily on my mind.
it lays heavy on my heart.
the words feel like pouring out of my mouth.

i've been in a love/hate relationship with myself for the past 25 years...

You light up my soul
Setting it, burning ablaze,
with fiery flames
Consuming me….

You’re the hunter of my dreams
Chasing away those shadows
Clearing the way, eliminating the battle.

I think of you day and night
Wishing you were by my side.
Your name lights me up like Venus.
I’d wish you knew that.

Last night, I told the moon about you,
And the stars laughed, and the clouds huddle all together.
I told them how special you are to me.
I told them the moment I fell in love with you.

I know he probably doesn’t know how I feel.
Because I’m so guarded with my heart.
I’m good at hiding my emotions..
So I know he must be confused as hell.
But I wish he knew how I really feel about him.

The beauty of it all, even if, he might not feel the same way…
My heart flutters and butterflies invade my insides
And my cheeks turn rosy red, and my dimples make an appearance on my face. But that lingering smile, of mine…stays there, his souvenir to me. A token of happiness, a kiss to my heart from his….

Somehow that night the blacked haired beauty feel asleep, under the vigilance of the moon.

The thing about relationships is that
They only look prettier on the outside.

a kiss
sealed lips.
sunset; streamy fountains
the girl, the boy
the love.

Shakespeare's essence
magnifying the words, bring meaning and volatile to youthful emotions!

Venus's stigmatic traps
the viewing art of love making.

unforgettable sins that took place in its current state.
no regrets

how could he ever save her from the devil its self?

this is why the sun and moon never sleep.

one of the them always needs to keep an eyeful on the other one.

scars on her body.
skin isn't clear,
stretch marks,
discoloring,
roaming eyes, they peer,
it's not perfect.
still, she covers up,
layers of clothes,
to hide away the imperfections
that many other girls
show off in mid-sections.

black veils
black everything,
so they won't know.
years of years of self inflicted damage
don't worry sweetie cover it up with a bow.

a snippet of a memory
still tries to pick lock my thoughts.
leaving me with a jealous sea of unwanted, played emotions.
it's all a paradox.
a senseless act.
its like a bipolar mechanism that my mind plays and sets to record.
there's nothing more than what I extremely hate on those memories, or what i like to call them. "the hurtful files".
why does my brain punish me this way, no matter what i do, they always find ways to come back, like magnets.

The sun is alone too

But it still shines all by itself.

In between drinks he whispered,
“I just know, if you’re ever going to leave me, look me in the eyes and  just rip my heart out.” You said to me with your whiskey flavored breath.
-Close encounters

my own happiness is me

i make myself happy.

no one relys on my mood.

it's all me.

i'm my own partner

my own soulmate.

i celebrate me.

i don't need a man to complete me.

i complete myself.

i choose myself over anyone.

i am enough.

i love me.