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Sophie Herzing Sep 2014
Reconciliation shots,
Grey Goose and Ciroc,
pouring one by one in chipped glasses
on your microwave with the door locked.
Shabba remix on the stereo,
your cotton boxers and my lace underwear
contrasting in the ****** overhead light.
I pursed my lips after the first,
you slapped my *** and said
Don't be a *****! Take it!
without a chaser and without
hesitation you once again
pushed me fearlessly into fate
like all the times before,
when I'd wake up from a graphic nightmare
with resonating touch and hallucinations
from an LSD-like perspective
and you'd hold my head into the crescent
of your neck and tickle my spine
like an instrument
just long enough to calm me into sleep again.
Or when I didn't want to go to that party,
or I was afraid to give that presentation
or I lost all ambition due to past lost confidence.

You kicked the back of my knees so I'd fall
straight into uncertainty,
but that doesn't mean my fragility
has been numbed by your persona.
You're standing in your dress clothes,
but I'm the one fixing your tie.
You get an A+ on the paper,
but I'm the one telling you what to write.
You're the one upset,
but I'm the one who ends up hurt.

So we take our clothes off and apologize
for being whatever we were that day
with reconciliation shots,
cheap Grey Goose and ****** Ciroc.
At the party,
I saw faces
    painted passionately
In  smiles and laughter;

Eyes sparkling
          like Crystal
In every hue of inebriation;

Hands clapping
     Extended waves
Of cheerful celebration;

Lips smearing
      lavish layers of
Love on captive ears;

Friends toasting
   The Life
With Ciroc, Moët and beer;

Hollywood wannabes rocking
     Bootlegged Ray-bans
In the dark;

Buzzed ex-lovers
         waging battles
Of the heart;

15's smashed
      into 10's,
Flashing rolls of flesh;

Uncle Johnny
    in his Walkin' glory
Stumbling way past 'when';

'83 Hustlers
         in furs and fedoras
Feasting on free treats;

Soul Train rejects
    moon-stalking
On two left feet;

iPhones and Samsungs
     Making memories
For the curious web;

PotHeads
   in the smoky loo
Getting bloodshot red;

At the party,
  The  living colors
   of life
Piqued my creative core...

And
   I saw
poetry
      in motion...

~ P
(#AtTheParty)
3/3/2014
Jared Van Jun 2013
Yeah it's Jay, Mr. Self Saboteur,
Fill the bottle up thats what I got the bottle for,
Self fufillin' prophecies got me on the floor,
Drinkin' is the reason but it got me wantin' more,
Not a variety of sobriety when I'm shoppin' in the store,
Got me thinking what's the reason I'm coppin' all this for?
Jesus blood stains up on the sheets,
No Zzz's when I sleep,
All my cups filled up with alcoholic drinks,
So I'm up in that Anonymous,
Cup in hand, hungry hippopotamus,
Sayin' to the man, "I think we need a little Ciroc in us"
I've got a problem, why you think I'm stoppin' cuz?
My names Jay and the liquor's messin' me up,
Every night fellin' closer to Aaliyah,
Saw my reflection now I'm lookin' at the reaper,
Experiment with liquor so fill up my beaker!
Hand on the Bud Light,
******' with my love life,
Sippin' on the suds like,
Toast to the tough life!
This phenix burns,
Born in thorns with alcoholic horns,
Lookin' at the bottom of the bottle,
Askin' my self if my heart's this hollow,
What do I do? Toss it or swallow,
Well that is a problem for the Jay of tomorrow,
Tryin' to deal with the ills of my convictions,
Sippin' on the liquid of my sickenin' addiction,
Yeah ma, loosen up my inhibitions,
Binge drinkin' means no intermissions,
So welcome my beloved inebriation,
Cup to my mouth instead of conflict confrontation,
Sippin' on the liquid that is toxic to the nation,
Women gettin' twisted my ironic liberation,
If I drink too much I'ma keep it up,
Pinky finger up,
Worried my liver's not weak enough,
Speech slurred so I won't speak to much,
But my mouth's wide open talkin' greek and stuff,
Opps I made a mistake,
Trade Jack Daniels for tonights date,
Gotta live with the consequences that I hate,
Choosin' liquid over women that I try to sedate.
Seems like I'll never get them back,
Well I'll just have to find love within the cup that's in my lap,
So this is a toast to all the alcoholics,
Put up an empty cup, just a little symbolic,
Sacrifice love for a chick that's nymphonic,
And realize it was fine before the Hypnotic,
****...
Wednesday Mar 2014
Aaron Evans - Magic  
I love you, I really do
    
Alex Forte - ****
*******

Alex S - *****
I hate what you made me become

Andrew T -Beer
Do good in Rehab, dear

Austin Kearns - Lake Water
really?

Garrett A - Pretzels
Burn in Hell

Garrett F - Soy Sauce
I'm so sorry

Hunter G - Cigarettes
You still turn me on

Jason H - Bubblegum
I kissed you out of pity

Jeff C - Water
I'd still Hate *******

JJ S - Ciroc
What a regret

John Bradshaw - Football
How is Pennsylvania?

Johnny Bozeman II - Marlboro Reds
I just really ******* miss you

John Butler - Coffee
Don't ever touch me again

John G - Sugar
I'm sorry I ruined it

Julian R - Cherry Popsicles
Thank you for freeing me

Justin B - Cheap Wine
*******

Justin Haupt - Mint
I really enjoyed all the free *******

Katie Moorman - Red Lipstick
IloveyouImissyouI'msorry

Kyrstin Bruce - Grey Goose
I don't like kissing you

Mario Luppachino - Pool Water
I would've ****** you in my car that night

Michael H - Hash Brownies
Stay Away

Ryan T - Want
Kissing you made me *** in a school hallway

Rusty H - Need
I still wonder what became of you

Sam R - Mistakes
Heard you're a father now, congrats

Sean Ellis - Berry Hookah      
sigh
                  
Steven Spence - Gasoline
I'm a **** person and so are you

Taylor Vaughn - Sunset
Go back to your baby mama

Tim Hoback - Hangover at 7 am
You made me breakfast and gave me your pants

Trevor W - Candy
Time is a funny thing, huh?

Tyler Farris - Missed Connections
If I was a little prettier could I have been your baby?
I think there are a few more people, but I cannot remember them all. This is in alphabetical order. This is what they tasted like.
Brandon brown Nov 2013
I swear I need the pulpit
Cuz life is kinda through with
And the ones that I'm not cool with
Is the ****** I went to school with
Yet I'm clueless
How is it that the ****** I grew up with
Is the ****** that stay tryna be up on that **** **** ?
But trust this
**** ****** can't never fit inside my crew
Cuz squares don't fit in circles, I learned that around the age of 2
And also that you never play around the ones who playing you
So play at school is something that I never found the time to do
A conscious dude, I am one
Life on earth, it ain't fun 
I often contemplate of ending it with grandad's hand gun
But god's son, I am him
And suicide just hands in
My soul to the devils home so I just roam until my life ends
But til then, I'm chilling, stacking millions to the perfect height. 
With all these shots of liquor, I black out to all these perfect nights. 
I can't remember nothing but this Bombay got me feeling right
And thanks to this ciroc I feel great up on some higher life
My sorrows of tomorrow disappear through this bottle 
But once I wake up from passing out its full throttle
Cuz life ain't slowing down cuz I got a couple problems 
But problems cant stop the kid, nah they never stop em
Plus stopping ain't a option when you living life with no regrets 
No fears of dying cuz I'm patiently awaiting death
So these risks I take our nothing, their just needed for this epic quest
That I'm taking right now to show the world that I'm the very best.
Ren Feb 2015
He loves me when he loves me
He convinces me
I’m the kind who serves up suicide with every Ciroc poured
in the neon blue of this town
where dreams turn cold but where,
He says,
I,
I am as hot as the blue light flame
He opens the Pandora’s curiosity in me
With warm breath and a silent scream
he makes me say his name
I know there’s fiction in the space between us
covered in polyurethane that some would consider toxic
but where I,
I rub my flesh into the smooth and dip fingers into my inkwell
He makes me an artist
He has a way
Hurt me a little
Make me cry
Rubbing this little pendulum of mine
I want to know I knew you even before I knew you
Savor you like an oyster
Memorize you
Hold you under my tongue
Learn you by heart so when you leave
I can go to the inkwell, again
*Orlando
CommonStory Mar 2016
I had s nightmare
That I changed the
It helped every generation
Boys and girls
I had a dream
That everything was the same
It didn't really change any perspective anyway
I had a nightmare
That we were standing right screaming Revolution resolution and restitution
I had a dream that I lived in America twin condo and ciroc with a girl named Eric
I had a nightmare
Everyone was happy
We all would fight
For the world and what happened
I had a dream that I was a black activist
Dying for the truth and my truth only is what mattered then
I had a nightmare that I spared the differences of unity and freedom and how equality isn't fair because we are equally different from where we're from
I woke up
Frustrated
Upset
Joyous
Happy
Contant
Realized what I had
Past present future
And now I make decisions
Because I'm only getting older
And its all just controversy
Trying to hurt me
Copyright Matthew Marquis Xavier Donald 3/8/16
adshimabuko Sep 2016
at night people drown in drinks and shots
while some of us turn catharsis into art
guess i could take your tequila and spill it on a napkin
so i can name the masterpiece "love's been lost for too long"

agonizing chants in unison that some of the 'sober us' wouldn't understand
how "take your shirt off" can sometimes mean
"peel your skin back and show me your soul"

and the barman mixes rainbow drinks that color up the night for
'the lonely us'
and there are no lovers waiting home
just dusty cd's that have the magic power
to make our eyes water black teardrops and turn whiskey into
'holy water'

sometimes i wonder the possibility of
planting a coin in my backyard
and water it with ciroc thinking
"maybe i can grow love out of it"

i should be replaying voices of ghosts saying
'i love you and i will never let you go'
but all that comes along are chants
of drunken nights and people dialling numbers that never pick up

see, you only need nine numbers to swallow tears and get the courage to jump off from the thirteenth floor
or maybe you could write a story
in which all of us get our happy ending
Elijah Feb 2015
I keep thinking "man that could've been me."
Too easy.
Cause the ones that claim to help be the ones that do you breezy...

Long live the lost souls.
May God guide you on your way up.
I pray you keep your eyes on me.
Keep me protected, keep them strays up.
Don't let em touch me...

I pray they don't target me,
Buying skittles and some tea.
But who knows?
& Though we try to move on.
You can only be but so strong.

I tried henny and she didn't work.
ciroc couldn't get me off.
I talked to jack he a cool dude.
The **** had me feeling like a **** fool;
That wasn't me.

Tried whatever to get my mind off.
How many times we had to say bye?
Most of my homies spending time in prison,
They other ones laying in the sky...

Long live the lost souls.
May God guide you on the way up.
I pray you keep your eyes on me.
Keep me strong and help me stay up.

Why you had to go?
Something special. From my heart. Been in my phone since trayvons death 4 years ago so I decided to release it on his birthday. I added some lines to it to modernize it to the current situations we all face. The title is beeped out to protect his name as best as possible but you know what the spaces spell... TRAYVON. We love you. May God bless your soul.
typhany Sep 2016
It looked like empty bottles strewn around my room and filling the dresser drawers... It looked like being kicked out of the best place I had ever lived, looking back, feeling the guilt in the pit of my stomach. It looked like the tears in your eyes... I saw shame in everyone's eyes like a reflection of my insides, torn up and beat to hell.

It sounded like the pain in your voice. It sounded like heart-wrenching sobs. It sounded like an 808 drum beating inside of my chest, far too fast. Like creaking sounds, and leaves crunching, the shuffle of the doorknob when I tried to break in. A car door opening, my fingers slipping in and out of bags... It sounded like desperation. Voices of reason I chose to ignore. My disease spoke louder.

It smelled like smoke and incense. It smelled like candles. It smelled like peach Ciroc. It smelled like cigars. It smelled like ramen noodles. It smelled like cigarettes. It smelled like puke and self-hate. It smelled like the scent of you on your t-shirt fading away.

It tasted like every bitter Xanax I shoved past my ******* teeth. It tasted like blood filling my mouth, and the ***** on the ground. Like ten thousand shots that were never enough for me to just put the ******* bottle down.

It felt like hands I never wanted to touch me. Like stomach pain, needle ******, full veins, and then numb, numb, numb. Felt like a broken heart and the bumps of the scars coating my skin. Felt like each punch and hit you ever laid on my head, my ribs, my legs... it felt like pain. It was pain... It was pain.
Xoaquín Oznian Mar 2017
It was the three of us
In a booth
In the V.I.P.
Her ***** in my face
Your *** ferociously squeezing and sliding up and down my ****
And her touching and stroking my legs
I had such a fun time
I felt like I was in ****** heaven
As she kept riding my face with her *****
As you kept riding my **** with your ***
I couldn't help but moan into her *****
As you continued to pleasure my **** so intensely
While she continued to rub my body
I felt so much pleasure from all over
I was about to ***
Never felt pleasure quite like that
And on top of that I had a 5th of pineapple Ciroc
Oh the feels
Oh the ******* feels...
I S A A C May 2023
fog
jumping to conclusions like a frog
drinking your delusions with ciroc
drowning down all the clinging thoughts
ribbons tightening, dreams frightening
swimming through the blinding fog
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
***** mixed
with a full moon twist
dry and on the rocks
keeps my tongue tide
and close to your ear
while you sexily sip Ciroc
we talk about this and that
and all the slick ****
that comes before ***
and God
that dress
the cause of my distress
killing me ******* softly
Abetted by light friendly caress
bordering the edges of
polite chatter
that sparkle in your eye
highlights a devilish glint
you lean closer
and whisper in my ear
I'm not ******* you tonight
smoke signals I've mastered
so between the lines I see
*****
*****
*****
bartender
another drink
please!
Kamoo Jun 2014
During the party you said I look beautiful
That was the most amazing moment of my life
Your hazel brown eyes glaring down at my dark brown eyes
Gave me shivers all round my body.
Your smile… worth all that is in me said a lot about you
It made me believe that you were in love with me
And that you will never leave me
It was so warm and so gracious that all I could do was glare back
My heart for the first time ever felt at ease
It’s usually pounding real hard because of all the hurt and pain in my life
But you, you…
You made me not care about anything
You made me forget that I’m fatally ill and that my family is suffering
You gave me life again
Throughout the night you let me lay on your well-built chest and gazed upon the stars
You played with my hands and whispered to me that everything will be alright because I am safe with you
We spent the whole night together with cups of ciroc in our hands.
For the first time ever I felt so real and true.
The party after gave me hope that I’ll see you again
And yes I did see you
Only this time you were with another girl
You did all that you did with me with her but there was only one slight difference
The girl had a boyfriend and he came to fetch her
The boyfriend was my brother and my brother was twice the man you were
They looked good together but you both don’t deserve us
Yes I had a good time with you and I’m not mad at you
But you’re an idiot to think you can play me like that
Yes I’m hurt but I’ll live
You at least left me hope to live and I thank you for that.
Mr Xelle Apr 2016
With the 4 locus you was looking for a Friend
With the ***** you was looking for a Man
With the Ciroc crap you are my Brother Man!
And now I had a Dream the scares everything I have in me dame!
I kinda messed up with your heart
I kinda messed up from the start
I kinda loved you in your dirt
And planted a seed that takes time to start.
Wishing you will never leave
Loving how the way you breath
Your laugh is a lot to me
I just pray and say Yes God I messed up, "God please don't take him away from me.."

Not for long
Not for short
I hope he wakes up
Before I take off
This house is amazing
These memories im chasing
I will never do this  again
Only Just because I want you to know
I'm staying
Joseph Sep 2016
I wish I was a rich kid
So I could date girls
And pick them up in fancy cars
Or diesel trucks
Trucks that I just drive in
And don't carry heavy loads with

I wish I was a rich kid
So I could impress girls with my beach house
On the vineyard
That I only use twice a year
On the Fourth of July
And once in August

I wish I was a rich kid
So I could buy myself some friends
And drink ciroc
Cause money isn't an issue
And we could take videos of us shotgunning beers
On my dads fancy yacht
Mr Xelle Jul 2014
Taking shots at the bar, tell my mind it's to far.
Waist ciroc on my shirt,  I feel the end of my heart!
Bang!

Time flys with no wings, I'm full but haven't ate.
Can't feel my left hand, I can't even stand right.
Bang!

I bleed words that don't make sense
I don't know what I just said
I breath my last breath
Please take a shot for me because I'm up next.
Mr Xelle Sep 2021
Shots of ***** is clouding my vision
I made it to Mount belview with ciroc in my trunk.
Legally 18 he looks for attention with a cup of concoction that I just drew up.
His best friend is his cousin but we just dropped her off to get ******.
Laying on my Chest he sells me his soul as I play along holding him with the feeling of being loved.
I take out bag full of treats and tell him to take it as we walk naked on a street at 4 am.
He starts performing his ritual of kissing me south I start seeing devils walk with us ….my God you wish I was making this up

Shots of ***** is clouding my vision,
As I black out pulling up.
I don’t know how I drove so far but I was behind the wheel.
His house is big
And I have to *** like nobody was even up still.
They follow us home as the pills start to wear off
I was summond by him as my **** is erected and there is ***** on his tongue.
the devils crowd aroudn us as he smiles there as I’m losing my ******* mind telling him
As he looks at me and say
“Chill you’re just drunk abs making **** up”
Hannah Feb 2020
The ways your eyes crinkle when you smile
The freckles on your face are wild

You burn a cigarette between your lips
Forgetting about our very last kiss

I try to find you at the convention
While you brag about your new invention

I’m sorry about laughing at your past joke
Cause when you hit me I felt like a ghost

Every time you brushed your lips against mine
I relished on your ciroc divine

I need you how the plants need the sun
Just touch me so we can finally have some fun

Don’t pull out your gun
Don’t hit the brakes

Now you’ve undone
what could’ve been saved
Travis Green Jul 2019
Slick yellow-***** boys flexing,
stunting on their shiny wheels,
hip-hopping spins and grooves,
dizzy frames surrounding the rings
of illuminating Saturn.  Eastern vibes
rising in paradise, lyrical horizons,
exciting discoveries, glamorous
bodies super amped, breathtaking,
dazzling definition.  Freestyling soul
flowing so smoothly in the downtown
city streets where upbeat scenery shines
like sparkling sapphires.  Ghetto thugs
decked in dope swag, representing
for their hood, rocking to the soundtracks
of bumping beats.  Got to love their gleam,
the fine pages of their craft a maze of intoxicating
waves, mega dumb drums rumbling
within their kingdom, so saucy and hard
wheeling, a true boss balling and show-stopping,
stepping into the landscape in supreme shine.
Street brothers filled with hipped hooks
and smoking funk, booming bridges,
blazing blunts, gyrating in crazy formations
in various nightclubs with a lady or two,
sipping on gin and juice, more like Hennessy
and Ciroc, hanging out with their homies,
inhaling the wild conversations and laughs,
embracing the good life.
Travis Green Apr 2021
Who knew that I’d fall for his heart?
Feelin’ hot sparks like lava on my body,
Gettin’ lost in his thuganomics,
Feelin’my heart wantin’ to rock steady with him
Cop a shot of Ciroc and engage in heavy conversation
With exhilaration and anticipation
Constantly ponderin’, stutterin’, filling his love all in my thoughts
Steadily dreamin’ and spendin’ my time
Drownin’ in my own memories
Wishin’ to wander in his street soul
And flow into his floetic oceans
Feel his devotion, charmed by his potion
Seepin’ into his motion, losing control and coastin’
With his thugness, roughness, such sexiness
A dope boy like the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air,
So perfect, so sincere, had me starin’
And ready to marry him, thinkin’ he could be Real Love
Like Mary J Blige, no doubt
Had me strolling the block dolo, rocking my polo
Bumpin’ slow jams on my Android phone
Every anthem hittin’ different, infectin’ my core, makin’ me sore
So stressin’ the situation, messin’ with my mental,
Unable to think straight, wonderin’ how long it would be
Before he noticed me and see that I needed him

Could we just relax and reminisce on whatever?
Share kisses and make wishes on the stars shinin’ outside
Allowin’ our emotions to rise and react
Carry us into stages of elevated passion
A little tongue action and ravishing caresses
Lemme feel his flex like a lex
Lemme stroke him in slow-mo
My essence all deep in his soul
How could he deny my power game?
I aim to serve and calm his nerves
Have various poetic words written all over his flesh
Have him in a daze and spaced out
Getting’ litty with it, so hip with it
Lovin’ him, sexin’ him, givin’ him what he needs
As we ascend into other dimensions
Our energies in synergy
Our frequencies steamed
Our beings gleaming
Swimmin’ in ecstatic streams
Everything so breathtaking
Travis Green Apr 2021
I wanna chill with Daddy tonight
I wanna see what we gettin’ into tonight
I wanna feel what he’s all about
Pull up at his spot feelin’ right
Step out my clean whip
And walk up to the door
Look, I don’t even have to knock
He already on deck
Already got my heart
And he smellin’ so fresh
He lookin’ so sexalicious
Those dreadlocks are so dope
****, his lips look like a trip to paradise
His eyes are tellin’ me he wants what I want
His drip is the hottest I’ve ever seen
When he flashes his smile
I swear he got my head spinnin’ in the clouds
His mouth filled with glistenin’ grill
His speech so street
Even his crib is luxurious and spacious
This strong man makin’ me fall for his addictiveness

Ooh boy, he lookin’ handsome with that Rolex
With that up north vibe, he so in my mind
So poetic with crazy rhymes and spice
His beard is so tight
I need to be the pilot in his life,
Flyin’ and navigatin’ to his scintillatin’ homeland
I ain’t never laid eyes on a suave *** brotha so independent
Knows how much strength he possesses and utilizes it
To maximize his lifestyle
Not to mention his fiery ride
The chrome wheels are sittin’ and shinin’ exactly right
The tinted windows so cold
He gotta take me for a spin real soon
He bossin’ and drawin’ me into his captivatin’ foundation
I’m lovin’ everything I see around me
Now, it’s time to evaluate his mind
And see how deep he really is
Here we are chillin’ on the couch
Sharin’ conversations, listenin’ to his goals
How he wanna open his clothing line
Sign with a major record label
And become the dopest rapper around
****, he talkin’ what I like
His head is on right
Maybe I can invest in him
take his dreams to where they gleam

Ooh, he got his game on lock
He tatted up and down
Check out his big chain
Check out those big hands of his
He gotta be packin’
He so bad with his masculinity
Seein’ him gazin’ at me
Admirin’ my figure and intellect
Disrobing my thoughts
He’s gettin’ so into my heart
He’s even brought out the Ciroc  
With a glass for the both of us
Before I know it, we makin’ a toast to new beginnings
Steadily drinkin’, tastin’ the burnin’ desires intensifyin’
Takin’ us into sensual gateways
Feelings flowin’ overboard
My guard is all gone downhill
Tonight, I’m feelin’ his heat and thrill
Baby, sit still, lemme take the wheel
Ready to seal this deal
Lemme get into the beat
And seep into your hotness
I’ma give it to you
Put my hands on places to soothe you
Travel through you
Up in you, tempting your truths
Watchu gonna do when you feel my body on yours?
How you gonna respond?
Will you moan and moan?
How long can you go?
Don’t shut yourself off from me
This is what we both wanted
Tonight, it’s about to go down
I’m gonna astonish you
You’re gonna remember my name
When the lovemakin’ is ova
Mr Xelle Sep 2021
Drinking ciroc before work has become a tool,
The wrench of life is to know so much but act like a fool.
Until it’s time to play in there rules
Then show them the bottle of truth
So truth is
I love you but I’m no ones foot stool
I can pick u up but that hard shell Capricorn I’m no mule
So ******* don’t worry about the parties my democratic energy will give u medicine
Isn’t something that the lovers of this world gets looked upon as the bad guys when the credits end?
Travis Green Jan 2022
When you flex your *** on me
I am in extreme ecstasies
You invent passionate, perfumed dreams
That stream through my mental so gently
It feels like I am on a space shuttle
To a galaxy of paradise
Where you nuzzle up to me
Touch me like a hot bottle of Ciroc

Turn up your passion
Cause I wanna feel a ravishing reaction
Ride through my scenic strip
Feel my sirenic vibe
It’s too authentic too be ingenuine
Revel in my unparalleled bliss
Let me give you immersive kisses
Show you a more vivid version of my world

Let me bless you with my protection
Cure my stress with your best medicine
Let me rest like luminescent, light-colored leaves on your chest
Rub my hands against your arms
Repeat the rhythm again and again
Feel your breath drift over my chin
Give me an unbelievably spellbinding sensation in the nighttime
Hold me right, marvel at me as if I am
The heavenly mellow moonlight acing your sightliness

In your life, I enrapture your heart
You stroke my spot
You shop on the block of my body
You cop my charm
You cause me no harm
You pour magic inside the potion of my soul
I feel like I’m floating on the North Pole
Bewitched by your immaculate flow

You ****** my mind with your superbness
You got me so fazed
Naked in your incredibly affectionate embrace
You slow me down when you travel downtown
To my world of endless enchanting dreams
You become my favorite anthem
I dance to your handsomeness
In the innermost parts of my mind

I see you shine like bright electric lights within my vessel
You activate the most extraordinary sensations in my heartland
You make me want you more than all showy Polo clothes I rock
My thoughts are on a supersonic high
I am flying first-class on your private jet
To the best *** I ever felt
Your body talks stellar slang that drowns me
In your pleasantly incandescent seas

I wanna roll with you sparkly spots
Comprehend your masculinity
Feel your princely vibe like Aladdin
Sip on your attractiveness like rare and sweet champagne
Like hypnotic Hennessy
Approach your dopeness
Embrace your strongness
The banging beats that dance in your mind

You shimmer like a hot, fresh whip with hydraulics
You are so ******, a gorgeous party king in clean attire
I wanna retire with you
Ride on your roller coaster of ebullient dreams
Feel you up inside my dimension
Rocking on top of me
Taming me in an excitable way
You are so wild
It’s like you are wasted on Alize

Your game is tight
You hit it right
Your stroke is bomb
You score touchdowns in my dynasty of enchantment
You whirl me around
I astound you with my crazy ambiance
You move on me like a golden rampant lion
Crank out magically mesmeric rhymes out of your mouth

I feel your wildness and powerfulness
I tremble in your spellbinding heartland
You make me hallucinate in your right embrace
I think I am Chinese
I freeze when you breathe your passion over my *******
I become hotter than Prada
My thoughts are all at sea
You lick me here and there
Like I am a bag of delicious Reese’s pieces
You make me pop like a rockstar
I shudder more when you open my door
And stroll inside so zealously
Like it’s the first time in a long while
Since you have seen a bad chick like me
Travis Green Nov 2021
Boy, I long to adore your frame
You are so delicious with your loving ruggedness
I become addicted to you
I miss you when I don’t see you
When your hazel eyes are in my sight
It’s hard to fight the temptation of devouring your being
Your magical eyebrows are a magical ride to a desirable time
Your skin tone is so spectacularly sculpted

I want to take hold of you, kiss you all over
Make you glow brighter than a Ciroc ***** bottle lamp
Take away all the stress that permeates your flesh
Caress and kiss your third eye, make you smile
With the passion that I bring to you
Feast upon your masterpiece, relish your redolence
The dreamy pleasure I feel when touching
Your firm, manly skin, slide my teeth down
And around your belly, treasuring your incessant sexiness

Let my wondrously gratifying warmth stream through your body
In the night where you lie on my rose-filled bed
Draped in straight boy magic, your body steadily speaking to me
Luring me to sink into your interestingness
Your masculinity like a perfectly matchless mountain
Savage, fantastic, and majestic, how I long for the night
To never end, I want to spend my time lost in your tide
Into the exceeding limits brimming with dream-filled fervency
Capture me with your hot, awesomelicious power
Draw me into your deep charm, guard me in your heartland
Boy, you are so solid; I love the ******* we make
How you shake my landscape with your magnetic manliness
Travis Green Sep 2021
You got me swaying
In crazy rhythms
Thinking of what love
Means when I’m with you
How life seems to be flawless
When we kiss and chill
At your cozy place
Our conversations
So deep and lit
So much love
Between us
Laying back
On the couch
Watching Love and Basketball
Lovingly cuddling
Sipping Ciroc
Lost in the enchanting
Moments that never end
Travis Green Apr 2021
He’s a city street sweetness
That I got mad love for
He’s solid and strong
His tone is astonishing
His lips are love at first sight
He’s delightful and exciting
He got me all in my feelings

I stay checking up on him
Wondering what he’s getting into
Wanting to hook up and hit the block with him
Maybe take a walk and talk
Maybe chill at a bar in a restaurant
Drinking some Ciroc and eating nachos
And see where this thang goes

Let the conversation build-up
to the exchange of phone numbers
Laughing and loving this feeling
Planning on when we are gonna hook up again
Maybe even come to my crib
And ease into the stillness of each other
Lying back on the couch
And reminiscing about our lives
Finding out that we have so much in common

Already lost in the moment
Watching the stars glitter from my window
Into our eyes and the souls of beings
Knowing that this thang gotta be real
That we must plan to meet up again
Travis Green Nov 2021
There is something about him
That has me brilliantly streaming
In his tranquil realm full of undying affection

He impresses me when he speaks so profound to me
When he runs his game on me
All I want to do is take in everything that he does

****, he looks so fresh as ****
With his black dapper drip
I slip and fall like I have had
Too much Ciroc ***** tonight

I can’t help but wish to enter your mancave
Submerge in the incredible intricacies
Of your vivaciously virile masculinity

Speak superheated parlance to me once more
Cuddle up to my delicately brown skin
Touch my cheeks, kiss my enchantingly thin lips

Hold me down your wondrous arms
Burn my heartland with the intensifying
Flames of your towering domain

I don’t know which way to go
He captures my soul with his seamlessly
Romantic and exuberant diction

I am forever his lady
He is always in my dreams
I know that I am loved by him
Travis Green Sep 2021
You pulled me
Under your ocean
Of vociferous seduction
Pressing your body
Savagely against mine
Kissing me
With your hot Ciroc-filled lips
Your electric flaming hands
On my large, adoring breast
My skin shuddering
In your flooding electrification
With no hesitation
I succumb to the totality
Of your masculinity
Travis Green Jan 2022
I wanna taste the dreams
In the southern skies of your mind
Kiss the lyrical poetry on your lips
Bask in the bright indigo midnight
Where the stars and moon light up your beauty
You are my Friday night brightness
Your cologne floats over my nose
The way your body hair sparkles on your skin
Makes me wish to walk into your world
And unearth your treasured presents

Your handsomeness is so far in my lungs
I can feel your supremely **** song in my heart
You got me so liquored up on your charmingness
How your mesmeric black eyes look at my frame
How I absorb your dark-haired and extraordinarily wondrous sight
I wanna chug down Ciroc and hug you tighter
Love you more, feel your burning bright in my vessel
I’m refreshed in your flawless freshness

I wanna *** you so desperately
Feel Aphrodite zap my body
And make me fall deeper in love with your magic
Run your hands on my arms
Let me embrace the touch
How nothing else parallels to your firmament of art
Your sweet tenderness, your sensuous, full-body caresses
I drift into your seemingly appealing kingdom

I melt into your magicalness
Traverse through your planets of serenity
My nation sways in your gratifying grasp
I find great happiness with you
I smile more in your euphoria
You solace my structure
You put your hands on my shoulders
I glow like fluorescent lights

I’m captured in your **** style
You remind me of the sweetness of summer
Loverboy, you are so swagged out
Flashing your ice, so tight with your ride
Fully equipped with the surround system
Boy, I wanna take it for a test drive
Feel your high illuminating power
Hear you whisper your love for me
While I rub your beard with my hands
I like the way my cheeks feel against yours
You got that Keith Sweat flex going on that I dig
That Chirs Brown vibe that beckons me to your incredibleness
Baby, you are everything that brings me back to life
they come a penny a dozen
cheap
           copper
                        thoughts
there's a well full                                             ...somewhere...
but no one is thirsty for water anymore
so much Ciroc and Moscato
poppin' bottles and *****
poppin caps and pills
we've subbed out dreams for quick thrills
   eyes open or closed - I'm swimming
but no copper in my goals
I want gold  platinum        DIAMONDS
pay me well and I will sell you my well
full of watered down birthday cake
and wrinkled candles
those flames were blown out with childhood

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