Ecstasy on your tongue  
We french kiss, you love to share
Lost for the moment where time isn’t real
Whats real?
No idea but we’re searching
Get lost and stay gone
But time never shows mercy
Ecstasy on my tongue
We french kiss, i hate to share
I need to stay lost for the moment where time isn’t real
Where the pain isn’t real, where I’m numb so the feelings i don’t feel
Whats real?
Nothing for now but the thoughts creep
I gotta get lost and stay gone
I can never sleep
Ecstasy on our tongue
We used to french kiss, we used to share
We used to get lost for the moment where time wasn’t real
What’s real?
We used to question through the late night
We used to get lost and stay gone
No time left but it feels right

For my first poem ill start with a welcome. You have now entered my world now step back listen to the storys of a young boy from baytown  where hes from. I like to write mostly about life, and how sonetimes it makes u wanna **** yourself  with a knife.
Everyone can is welcome here, you dont need to fear, for im not god im just like anyone on here. -Arnulfo garza

I never said I wait but then I never left your side
until you never came and I waited for hundred nights to see your face infront of mine.
This city is full of crime and so I bounce on Pelly side to free my mind.
A letter from west medows left me on the ground for a Good time.
Some come as brothers I hope they know I take that serious to my time.
But as I see we're running out of time I'm moving again and I'm leaving some people behind,
Yet I say I will come in the night and watch threw my window and pull up at a unknown time just to see if there's anyone in Baytown that cares for a ride...
Not just to be picked but to keep in contact in this thing called life.
I never said I wait and yet I'm right here by your side.
If I came back would you be down to ride?