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Robin Carretti Aug 2018
Do you really think
everything you
see and touch or
love with such care
Has your name on it
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*Divinity meet the Great

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Lifetimes healing two freaking amazing feet


The house Mr. and Mrs.
   I suppose?
I double dare them
Great Play "Domino"
Where art thou freaking
match
Lover of all time Romeo

Prince and the Pauper her lovely
peasant dress the big catch of the day
This is the fisherman
All hooks and bait of
workmanship
The naked play Julliete
begin
So totally wherein

The spiritual home
never doubt I love

Shakespearian historian
Two Love DovesVictorain
Spiritual growth

Unconditionally
Freaking Great Earth

Defines your passion
The best creation your birth
Our defeat nothing turns
automatically sweet

This is our
"Great Expectations"

What to value anymore
Constitution versus the
Freaking Show Institution

Full bloom maturity growing
adventure unknown
On the same wavelength
He still dresses the same
In the Same town
New York Serendipity
Ice cream cookie dough mix the
freak shakes

That's great no time for breaks
The Baskin sin Robbins
Robin Bob Bobbin

People are not surviving
Their world is too weak
They cannot stretch to hold

The French connection kiss
fourteen carats of gold
Making a rise in good stock
Cattle sold
The Trump Tower fall out stars
The great year for puzzles

The worlds are full of moments
when we shouldn't be laughing
Not a great time he meets your
sadness
Round star of tears kindness

In her movement happiness walk
The worst times bring out her
   freaky nature  

Never aches either to change
Furniture looks modern cold
freaking great hot she was told

To be bonded in a marriage
Feeling older like her antique
wicker baby carriage
Eiffel tower the powerful
romance hour meeting her
happy hour

He is shopping for suits
Going back to his Brooklyn roots
smells of food feeling good

Getting into someone's mind
Meet Robin Hood
If I can turn back time the vessel
The Joker wild fossil

Like a freaking booker
there is no guarantee
The Suspense is killing me
don't freak out

Not paying your rent on-time
Those specks marked up your glasses
Time passes but your making a
spectacle of yourself


Imagine the world all alone
Brillantina smiling at
the Mona Lisa petite ballerina
Great Professor brother
Freaking out sister
Two-headed circus the Freakshow  
The haves or
the have-nots week went slow

The trees someone's apple poison
Gives someone such pleasure
companion what a complicated
mission

  Too deeply dwell in the possibilities

Each morning we are born again
Broke some blood capillaries
Or time will tell the Vampire Diaries

Tomorrow is another day
How you wish every day was payday

Almond eyes creaminess
The pick-up color of your dress
What is curdling freaky spooking
No time to Hail the Mary
Milk Soy what a cute
little miracle boy

Even talking on your
Light up tree ringtones
Out of your comfort
high cheekbones
Egyptian Camels sandstorm
Kiss your Mother just feel

His smile fireplace candescent
With your lover, he could
paint your body how
time just went in a heartbeat

The world is moving but
you're losing some gravity
But he lifts some parts
Sinking your teeth into the
best corn on the cob

Medieval times his
sword is taking
Anew freaking shape
Emerging and peeking out
Hair is French braided fine
knotted

He zooms out freaking great
one of a kind Corvette
Calling to you your name
He told the world
standing like a God
We are all freaking great
  
Poets* Just start to know it
This is freaking great or not we laugh sometimes when things aren't funny but that's okay we need to move on and make it the better day even if our prayers are not answered its in our hearts the best parts are you-you are the freaking great
Joseph Valle Mar 2013
"I can tell you that Dada was a leftist,
anti-bourgeois, non-Art birthed from WWI
and not some aleatory root to postmodernism
off-shot from a lurid acid rain.
I know that diffraction can be seen
on horizons in the early morning hours
of summer along smooth or dentate curvatures
and that it can have hues of blue, purple and
a soft-handed massage of orange that gingerly
applies pressure to your retinas with sugar-water.
If only eyes had lips that opened and closed.

"It is said that action is the birth of Manyness
and that non-action brings one's soul back to the Sage Mind,
the universe of Oneness, the cup longing to be fulfilled and how
upon brim overflow it longs to be empty once again
because of the relationship between Yin and Yang
and how one cannot Be without the other
and why perspective can change "full" to "empty"
so that the vicious cycle can never truly, truly end.
The difference between French Vanilla ice cream
and plain Vanilla is the degree of creaminess.
Fill up a bathtub and let it soak into my skin.

"There is no way for me to avoid being prolix about the things
I speak about in normal, day-to-day conversation. Science and reason
have accursed me to traverse this reality with the utmost care and precision
of language and society has forced pseudo-logic down my throat like
a bird screeching as it is forced past my pharynx and larynx.
Its sounds are amplified, beak-blared from my nostrils, and its wings are violent,
stretched against my neck skin, creating a pale-skinned, ship anchor image from my shoulders up.
I'll try to sing for you when you reach my trapdoor, I don't wish to eat you.

"I do not believe in anything because with everything comes a something,
a reason for its being. They are, 'from reason,' 'in reason,' and/or, 'for reason.'
There is no escaping this thought.
There is no escaping criticism.
I will find the Truth, mathematically calculated to infinity
from knowable circumstance and perception.
I will know everything and I will believe nothing."
SUNDARAM SARMA Dec 2022
A tropical paradise island is Hawaii that conjures a feeling of sheer joy,
It’s very mention evokes thoughts of vacationing one can really enjoy,
Location-wise one can state that it is “ far from the madding crowd”,
It is like heaven on earth, meant for visitors to be wowed

Waikiki in Honolulu is the hub for most hotels with proximity to the beach,
It’s just a 16-minute cab ride from the airport and thus quick to reach,
That the closest State to Hawaii is California - a 2500-mile sector,
Just shows how travel time from elsewhere, involves jet lag to factor

Located in the Pacific Ocean, Hawaii is quintessential if one may say so,
It is the only U.S. state outside North America that is an archipelago,
As the only state geographically located in the tropics,
It is a tourist haven, with always an abundance of optics

The word "Aloha" is commonplace in signages and on everyone's lips,
As a form of greeting it implies hello and welcome - a very useful tip,
The locals are very effusive when they greet visitors with Aloha,
One cannot but express delight by silently exclaiming, Aha!

"Mahalo" is another word that visitors get used to hearing frequently,
It means "thank you" - a gracious acceptance of the locals' hospitality,
The infectious warm welcome to visitors has an air of spontaneity,
Syncing with the embracing pervasive Hawaiian culture in it's entirety

The inevitable fresh flower "lei" welcome awaits visitors checking into hotels,
Lei is a symbol of hospitality, love, respect and aloha in which Hawaii excels,
A lei made from sea shells is an alternative option that one can have by choice,
Irrespective of the form of lei offered, wearing it is surely a matter to rejoice

Honolulu is the capital of Hawaii on the island of Oahu's south shore,
It is the largest city and gateway to the U.S. island chain and much more,
As one of the main eight islands in Hawaii, Oahu is the most populous,
It is also the business hub of the Aloha State and hence very famous

Also known as "The Gathering Place", Oahu aptly lives up to it's name,
As home to the majority of Hawaii's diverse population, it has a lot to gain,
There's the fusion of East and West cultures resulting in a delicate balance,
Rooted in the value and cultures of Native Hawaiian people, with no imbalance

The popular bustling and vibrant Waikiki neighborhood within Honolulu city is unique,
It is the epicenter for eclectic restaurants, nightlife and designer fashion boutiques,
Waikiki is also reputed for its white sandy beach that is a whole 2-mile stretch,
Where visitors throng throughout the day, as if there's little else the mind can fetch

Waikiki in Hawaiin means "spouting waters" and is replete with a gamut of water activities,
Surfing, snorkeling, swimming, canoe paddling and boogie boarding are typical beach proclivities,
With matching stunning views of the landscape, visitors can be seen lazing in total relaxation,
It is little wonder that the beach is always crowded and a famed getaway vacation destination

Friday night fireworks by Hilton Hawaiian Village along Waikiki Beach is a must-watch attraction,
The colorful display evoking delightful oohs and aahs from onlookers though, is of short duration,
The razzle-dazzle of the show skillfully transmits joy & happiness through the art of pyrotechniqes,
A feeling of bliss envelops one and all, on witnessing the sound-and-light show marvel mystique

Dole Whip is a popular non-dairy pineapple ice cream and, in Hawaii, is a cult-status confection,
A key ingredient is unsweetened coconut milk that adds creaminess and flavor to the selection,
Fresh lime bumps up the flavor and adds extra zing to the taste of the final Dole Soft Serve swirl,
Savoring the heavenly refreshing unique taste allows the hedonist's squeal of delight to unfurl

A visit to Oahu or any other Hawaii island is never complete without attending a traditional luau,
Luau represents a gathering meal of food, music and dance and is integral with Polynesian milieu,
It is a party like no other with continuous foot-tapping live music accompanied by Hawaiin dancing acts,
While the compere regales guests with anecdotes of Polynesian traditions laced with interesting facts

Hawaii is also famous for it's sensuous mimetic hula dance - traditionally, a form of communication,
Ancient hula, or "kahiko" with undulating gestures to instruments and chant was an original creation,
Transformed under Western influence to "auana", it now involves sinuous movement of limbs and hips,
The accompanying peppy music involves storytelling or place description well in tune with the scripts

The fitting finale to Hawaii luauas is generally the famed Samoan fire knife ceremonial dance,
A knife, partially exposed & wrapped in oil-soaked cloth is set alight for the performer's stance,
Incredible acrobatic stunts involve twirling, tossing and catching the knife to the fast beat of music,
The appreciative response of the audience builds up the momentum, reaching a crescendo almost seismic

Sauntering in the beach, one can watch people meandering about with gay abandon,
The inescapable feeling of blissful relaxation is typical of a destination-Hawaii vacation,
The days fly by, making you wish at the end that the stay could have been a tad longer,
While treasuring joyful memories in the interim, your thoughts go to similar places yonder
basil Jul 2022
Show me the Milky Way
I need to taste its creaminess
Mixed with your luring sweatiness
Because I'm trapped and you're ok

When I am wide awake each night
Not able to discern reality from dream
I go to the fridge in search of whipped cream
And everything feels just alright

But then the morning comes
The sun's so bright with searing heat
Its color vermilion indeed
And then again, I'm longing for the night and stars.
Lora Lee Oct 2015
I'm hanging out
our ***** laundry
tonight.
Sticks and stones
and broken bones.
Words actually do stain
as my whites mix with colors
and flow through the air,
pegged down to the last insult.
The best stain remover could be love.
But we've got a really
tough collection,
here tonight.
Despite the hot water wash, those
hard-to-get spots are
still there.
And my brain and heart are
being tumble-dried
the heat, the harsh words
washing out my pride.
My outs are in, my ins outside.
The world's a-tumble
As we wear the cloth down
to the last few threads.
As usual, we forgot
a good dose of softener
to make mellow
the words as they jump
from  our tongues
and enter our heads.
I would save my heart
if I could save yours, too
But it's just all spinning too fast,
What on earth
Shall we do?
We'll just have to hang it up as it is.
Let the world see
that there is no perfection
Let those dulled brights
be a kind of reflection.
Perhaps next wash will be better.
We'll know by then
what to use.
Perhaps love will take over,
rekindle the blown-out fuse.
Right now I'm just gonna
curl up in this
basket. Wait for the
stormy cycles to end.
One thing's for sure.
We must clean up our act
Lest the cottons unravel
We must sew up each tear
Before our hearts start to travel
We must take care of the frayed silks and satins
the polyester
before they are beyond any repair.
Tend to those stains,
Straighten each snare.
Take my love
In a many-hued heap
Smelling of sweet soap
Warming your cheek.
A leap of faith
A dash of desire
Let's wash out the pain
Rub away all ire.
Let's have a laundry party,
Tonight.
Naked on the clean bright sheets.
Let the kisses remove
the harshest of stains
Let caresses replace the words
of pain.
The only softener we'll use
Is the creaminess of tongues.
Let the world see
Our love, tonight.
Flowing on the line
for all to perceive.
Darling, we must give just to give
And then we'll
receive.
From 2013
Daniella Veras Jun 2015
What's with you?
Have you lost the taste for my hot chocolate?
Un pisquito de miel es mi toque especial,
El que le da el colorsito que te encanta,
Y el sabor caramelito... plus a secret ingredient.
¿Si te acuerdas como te encantaba?

Developed a taste for cafe con leche.
Looks more like leche con cafe.
Bland, Blanched and Baptized,
None of the creaminess you claimed to love
About my hot, hot chocolate.

Ya no te inspiran las ventanas de mi profundo mar,
Mysteriously Deep, Intriguingly Complex,
With so much life calmly swimming underneath
My tormented surface.
Te acuerdas como te mesia dentro de mis olas fria y tibias a la vez,
Y tu feliz de embriagarte de ellas
Ahora nadas dentros de lagos azul verdozos
Aqua seafoam, algae, lagoon
A mi me parecen aguas estancadas,
Y no la calma que vez tu.
Me decias que no te gustaban las piscinas
Falsas,
Chlorinated,
Pero ya no nadas en las ventanas de mi profundo mar.
You stare into the horizon and miss the point completely.

Como es que te gusta tanto algo que es tan diferente a lo que yo te ofreci?
Quizas yo he cambiado mi forma de cocinar,
y tu tus gustos al nadar...
Quizás.
I’m taking a walk, on a starry night,
Enjoying the serenity of nature’s marvelous sight…

Drenched in the creaminess of the twilight view,
All things seem to be reborn, and new…

The sky is black, with patches of star white,
And the fireflies in the air make it look even more bright…

The pond shimmers, in a dark navy blue,
The frogs hopping on the water lilies forms an effervescent hue…

The soft fresh grass crumples under my feet,
And the trees sway lightly, cooling off from the day’s heat….

And a night owl twists its head all the way around,
To look at me and greet me with its hooting sound…

And the crickets chirp, grasshoppers leap,
And my mind goes into thoughts deep…

For every thing reminds me of her,
And the atmosphere around makes her feel near…

My mind is put at mental peace,
As I hear the cackle of sleepy geese…

And as I hear the fluttering of a bat’s silky wings,
My heart beats for her and sings…

A green eyed cat stares at me,
Her beauty, in those eyes reflected I see…

And as silvery glistening fish splash about,
I know im in love with her, no doubt…

And as I look at my hands, and think of hers,
A sleeping squirrel gently stirs…

My love for her, passive like the night,
So irreproachable, and elegant, it feels so right…

And though a lady bug scuttles away,
I know she will be there for me, come what may…

And I wonder where she is right now,
As I walk by a drowsy cow…

The sleepy horses whinny their agreement,
That she is indeed an angel godsent…

And as the cool breeze ruffles my hair,
I realize how much for her I care…

And everything about this night is perfect,
Only because I see her in its every aspect…

I would walk endlessly, wishing the night were forever,
For then she would never leave my mind, ever…

And as the owl flies over my head, towards the moon,
Deeper, deeper into her memories I swoon…
Debra A Baugh Feb 2013
I breathe in song leaving silk dictation
upon his skin, converging each note in
dreams of his reality

denuding him...

absorbing him in whispered aubade's,
savoring him in fingertip forages; aching
for his touch to mould me, caress and
hold me like a paintbrush to canvas;
its bristles a tongue tasting every
curve of me

undulating...

I dance with him slowly; by our song
bodies swaying with a beggars need,
as hips and thighs whisper in wanton
heat leading us to temptation's portal
of lust

hungry...

in savored decadence a delicacy of
truffled sweet creaminess upon
tongue splayed between open thigh,
and still in song skin upon skin;
passion rides leaving us wet
and wanting

devouring...

with hungry mouths sinking beneath
our coveted desires; probing delicious
fantasies, pulsing for him to plunge
shamelessly in out wetness as we
sing our own songs of uttered sighs
and moans

our lover's ballad...sung
Ananya Bansiwal Dec 2018
How is life treating you ?
Oh me ?
I am under the process of expansion.
I am learning to not halt, to not stagnate, to go on and let everything happen.
I agree, these phrases might be sounding different. And you may be thinking, I am well happy in life, I am from a well-doing background or may be you think I haven't seen life as a mess.
It isn't so.
I have too seen many dreams crumbling right in front of my eyes. Just like you, I can't help being nervous in many situations. I have enjoyed good times and endured the tough ones. I have cried many a times and I have given myself a happy everyday.
Falling is not failing, and failing isn't quitting.
You can't always be served with the creaminess of life.
If you wish to view a beautiful sunrise every morning, you've to surely experience the calmness of night.
And tomorrow,
You'll understand why you always went undergoing these situations.
You're just a normal human, but unlike all, carrying different potentials, the commom part is, we feel, we react, we fall, we bleed, we grow, we live.
You can't filter the bad times, you've to carry this life as per your terms, just gathering knowledge and letting good vibes outshine.
Happy Day ✨
Arvind Krish Dec 2015
Yesterday was the christmas feast at school
And I went with a lot of wishes
And to open my heart to you.
I went in my best attire
To see you in your best
To see your hair untied
flying its softness in the x'mas air
To watch your raised eyebrow
questioning my shyness.

A wish
To be the first one to greet you
as you come to school.
To be the first one to see your smile.
To be with you while hanging the balloons.
To wipe the glitter off your nose.

A wish
to be with you when the cake
has its first slice
To splash the cake to your soft face
past your lips
when creaminess meets softness.

A wish that
you would do the same
to feel the magnet of your hand
on my desireful face
To see your laughter coming out like crystals.

A wish to be with you always
and to melt in each moment.

And I had gone with all these thoughts
only to be confronted by
the long distance between me and you
And my heart and body sprang
with high velocity
to vanish that distance.

And then my body halted
but not my heart
When I saw another pair of legs
walking to you
To see him feeling your hands
To see him walking past you
and
To see you laughing and smiling to his words.

And I was left alone on the ground
With wishes
scattered around   me.
Nothing but
futile wishes..
Zan Sep 2020
I walk into the kitchen and my adventure awaits
I get out a bowl and put in 1/2 cups of butter.
I look at the creaminess and imagine its fate,
Soon it will become a delicate structure.

Next, you sift the sugar gleaming in the light.
Looking at the two separate things in my bow,l
I mix it together and they do not fight.
They go together so easily and it fills my soul.

Across from me is the basket of eggs, clean,
brown, and round, right from my backyard.
One and two they look so pristine.
Yellow in the center and the whites as its guard.

I open my creaky cupboard and grab the vanilla
I smell it, so sweet, but I taste it, it stings.
Its what gives it that something but its a killer.
Pouring it in as I sing.

Coco, its just like the vanilla, its bitter but sweet.
It get everywhere when I pour it,
it puffs up in a cloud of a sweet treat.
So fine and soft, it fills my spirit.

Finally, to finish the sweet brown goo
you add in a bit of flour,
it keeps it all it all together and completes the brew.
And just like that, it been a hour.
My brownies
A lonesome coconut cake
                Sitting at the windowsill
Rich in filling ingredients
              Awaiting a rich man's bill
Handful of hearts at its heart
              A remedy for all proud addicts
Creaminess at its summit
              Discouraging tempered restricts

  
        NHH                                    "Plume"
(From my Album "Homemade bakes from rhythmical melodies of poetry" brought to life…Let  the reading take you far and away and you will imagine a bite, let alone a slice, of my goodies salivating down “la gorge” )
Ysa Pa Feb 2017
It's an old saying that to know
Whether one's love is true
You must first have a sip
Of the coffee they will serve you

The coffee, cozy and warm
The blend should be right
The sweetness not heavy
The creaminess not too light

A cup full of warmth
The perfect cup of joe
A blend to suit only you
There's more to tell you though

The old saying is incomplete
They forgot to mention
They left something out
Something that we should've known

Like coffee, love can be too hot
Singeing and scalding its way
It can also be served cold or chilled
Iced coffee isn't that bad anyway

Though it can be bitter or too sweet
You might be lucky to get the best lineup
The perfect blend of coffee served
But you're not the only one with the same cup

The entire room was swallowed
With the intoxicating scent of coffee
Found on the old wooden table
Is your mug, the same but now empty
Chelsea Rae Sep 2017
Hot creaminess
And
Cold wilderness
Is all I'll ever need
<3 the fall
Your glassy exterior makes you wanted
Your looks are deceiving.
My taste buds tingle to your smell,
I scoop you into my mouth.
Your warmth shows creaminess
Your taste is indescribable
Sweet and gooey
It is hard to believe you are made of nuts
I’ve had a lust for you for a while
I finally have you
You are mine.
Travis Green Aug 2021
Maybe I’m over-obsessed with the never-ending
Enchantment illuminating within men’s hypnotic
Hall of residence, seamless divineness, escalated
Fineness, airborne glory defining their story
Hotly hipped beats sounding off from their brawny
Drumming chest, tastefully scented abs, arms
Like harmonious streets, glistening with rainbow
Desires, slick-blazed dancing moves, colorific
Charm, crowned affection, a true blessing

Maybe I think too profoundly about the origin
Of their gorgeousness, their vast, crystal-clear
Vernacular, spicy upbeat heat, limitless liveliness
Soaring consummately with the eastern soft wind
Popping their collar, flashing their swagtastic
Sumptuousness for all to see, fresh dreadhead’s
Stylishly close haircut dudes, oscillating wavy hair
Captivatingness, beautifully braided hair hotness
Mohawk magic, hot wheeling goons, studtastic
Thugtastic, countrylicious creaminess, citylicious
Brightness, so overly wild about men

All I can feel is overpowering emotions for men
That flow like misty water inside my subconscious
State, flighty men, humorous men, a palace of crowned
Reverence, logical licorice men, perceptively passionate men
A pool of super coolness, universally complex men
Inventive, intellectualist men, street-smart men
All imprinted on the map of my mansion
In the diary of my heart where they sparkle
Like a jar of a pure and beautifully clear honey
Men that I greatly adore, good-smelling men
Men that know how to hold it down, my paper
Stacking G’s, intoxicating hood boys, cigarette
Smoking fellas, my turnt up homeboys, my lowkey
Laidback boys, chill *** street boys, sweet and fiery boys
Zev Sharma Dec 2020
Chocolate delight
Bliss in one bite
Enjoying it through the night

Creaminess in my mouth
Sitting like a sloth
Dreaming of a bath
Of chocolate fudge

I gobble up the bar
One block at a time
One hand sticky
The other thinking of rhymes

I give some to my friends
Some for myself
My friends thank me
We enjoy by ourselves

Crushed cocoa beans
Roasted and liquified
Poured into moulds
And solidified

Packed into large wrappers
Sent out to stores
Reach my giant hands
Delicious to the core

First made by the Mayans
Used in spiritual rites
Then the Europeans came
And caused a lot of fights

They stole the cocoa beans
Planted 'em in Africa
Began refining them
Added lots of sugar

Today, I sit calmly
Breaking my chocolate bar
Aware and in this moment
Wondering what makes them what they are

They were highly divine
To the ancient Mayans
Indeed quite fine
A timeless sign
Travis Green Jul 2022
He is the dreamiest supreme treasure
That has no measure, that enmeshes me
In his smokalicious showstopping hotness
The most wondrous golden Casanova
That has me floating in his supereminent
Macho-nificent dimension, immensely
Stupendous sensation, his thugness is
An unstoppable colossal force
That I deeply adore, that I hunger for more

His hot juicy lips make my inner world
Burn with unconstrained passion
He brings me to the hottest heart-stirring climaxes
When he touches and teases my sweet ebony body
Passionate beardtastical splash
My ebullient prominent prince
Extremely enjoyable allurement
That lingers in the stream of my core
I want to delve into his delectably **** canvas
Taste his creaminess, sink into the way

He dances and entrances my mindset
Flexes his extra shredded biceps
Impeccable embraceable ***
Smacktacular and tatted, marvy party prodigy
His bareness is more than cherishable
Just to be in his closeness has my soul smoldered
Incessantly gaping at his ecstatically
Statuesque masculineness
He has my whole world writhing
Delighting in how he highly arouses my mind

He makes me yearn for him on the deepest levels
Staring at me intensely with his tongue sticking out
Stroking his magical man meat
He has me entirely weak
So speechless that I can’t even speak
But I admire his desirably towering empire
My top-flight unrivaled kryptonite
His red-hot faultless framework
My captivating snake charmer
Makes me lust for his thugness

Feel his rock-hard throbbing rod
Discharge desirable drinkable *****
On my tongue as it runs down
The long wet tunnel of my throat
And makes me ***** his extraordinary
Washboard abs, drown in his thrillingly
Muscled and hunkadorable euphoria
Travis Green Nov 2021
Looking at your muscled manlicious physique
There were beautiful streams of contentment
That crescendoed through my soul
As I held on to your gleaming grandiose chests
Revering your deliciously detailed abs of dreams
Crystal-clear, superior V-line, velvety, milk chocolate biceps
And biceps, take me inside your chamber
Of brown sugar creaminess and pleasantness
I wanted to get to know you better
Take surpassing satisfaction in your heavenly smile
The bright, inviting outline of your mesmerizingly
Mantastical lips, dreamlicious, marvelicious beard strands
Your eyes were like sparkling black gemstones
That drew me to the enchantment of your contagious realm
I seeped into your thrilling, brown-skinned resplendency
Needing more of your energy, begging for your flesh
To rest on mine, to hear your rich, sultry sounds
Of loving and shimmering rhymes in my ears
Making love to me with your vocally extravagant music
Travis Green Nov 2021
You are a memory now
That is inside my heart
Glistening greater than anything
A sophisticated lover
Hotter than molten lava
A rock-solid mountain of magicalness
So super groovy like a superstar in a movie
I want to cruise in your coolness
To feel your soothigness
Wondrous saffron beauty
Smoky loving bad boy
So right that I can’t dislike
Anything about him

You are like a dancing sea of bliss
An eminent, illustrious star
A bright, glorious galaxy of dreams
I could disappear from sight
Into everything that defines your existence
Receive your warmth, love, and serenity with open arms
Ravel in your maze of mantastically mesmerizing limits
Revere your high-spiritedness and invitingness
Your sweet talk to my heart
A crescendo of affection, a pure blessing
I watch you more, and I seep into your storm
Of fondly teasing and unbounded joy

There is enchantment in the dimensions of your body
Romance that amplifies in your chest
Sheerly exciting, profound sensations running through my mind
Hot, unadulterated passion raining upon my flesh
Your breath mingling with my neck
Reeling me into your erupting spark of arousal
Short wavy hair that feels so comforting to touch
How I rub the back of your head
Leave a wave of sweetness upon you
Kiss your cheeks, your ears, your lips

We can go far away into a world of nirvana
Tantalize your robust and warm chest with my tongue
Let my gayness stream over your aroused skin
Steal away your straightness, let you feel the magic
Of my mouth on your abdomen, your **** pelvic area
Your exposed, dopetastic pole, your ***** nuts
I want to delve into the innermost parts of you
Devour you delicately, our hands attached
Our emotions running wild, our moans strengthening
I am so exceedingly gay in the way your captivatingness
Attracts me to you more, makes me get lost
In the seconds, minutes, and hours that we love each other

You are all over me, my mouth, my *******, my hard, large pecker
You consume everything; you make me explode
An ocean of cherishable, milky ecstasy on your hands
As you stroke your incredibly beefy meat
Using my sticky creaminess as ****, then beckoning me
To bring my mouth nearer to manly enchanting pipe
Releasing thick, delectable clouds of pleasure inside my mouth

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