As darkness falls upon their ****** souls,The hunger to taste him grows....she can feel his blood running thru her veins, she needs him...needs to know that he is hers to taste.

As darkness falls upon their ****** souls, He fills her every waking dream, he posseses her every sleeping dream. His cries...calling her..to take him so that he may know her pleasure, her pain.....

As darkness falls upon their ****** souls, all he wants and all he knows is watching her dancing, slowly, seductively...she fills his every sleeping dream, she posseses his every waking dream....

As darkness falls upon their ****** souls, she tastes him....he is hers, forevermore....

I have seen him
inside and out
Scanning every being around him,
pacing nervously and cracking a joke to lighten the mood.
But he posseses fire
Lifting him upwards
He can tear the pages of heaven
and I have seen his eyes,
filled with desire,
they are brown with a streak of fire

the city looming deeper in its final rays of clarity, the yellow of an embrace enticing like an unknown skin, a flock of dark birds moving like a promise, the feeling of the ****** self, hundreds of years of desire. never stop asking the impossible questions to capture the paradox of life, how much trust we need to acclaim its splendour

something possesses this unseen something, it makes me shrill and tender, furious and ripe. how much disappointment can we bear. I want to be  engulfed by sunset like a fool, I stand with my eyes open for rain to fall into my dreams. love is something life invents to keep its honour, from the stones' point of view, love is mysterious, from the point of view of nothingness, it is everything that can fill the flesh, the empty space of atoms,  a sweet preserve. it teaches us to endure the hidden face of light

at last she no longer possesses me, at last I possess her briefly like a window posseses the clarity of morning  
I am humble, insatiable,  less blind, I am fierce and proud

We are, says everything that simply is

The old apple tree was happy...happy and strong
He was proud that he has stood in the same spot for so long,
and has been mastering the most devastating storms
while standing tall and always letting leaves sing their favorite song
about how fortunate they were to call the apple tree their home
praising him for surviving all these decades on his own.

One day a man passed by
picked up an apple and straighten his suit
bite in the sour apple and choose to forget his manners and be rude by being unappreciative and throwing away the fruit.

But the apple tree kept smiling eventhough he surely did care
but he knew that life was never fair
So he never let a pair of uncaring people create out of his happiness great despair

Once a leaf asked him how he never lost fun,  
how he kept shining like the sun,
no matter how many bad days he had to overcome

The apple tree smiled and said: "Jusz look and humankind,
look at them for a minute and count how many flaws you will find.
They fumble through life not knowing what to do
Then they stumble over small obstacles on their route
Later they mumble how they never did what they were supposed to
And at the end they crumble because they realize how an unfullfilled life can feel cruel.
I always knew why I am here,
never felt empty never experienced that fear
The only thing is I had always to stay at the same place
unlike the human race who posseses the unmatched ability to move through space
but never utilized it worrying about the problems they wexistence

So how can I not be happy knowing the true meaning of my existence
They eternally talk about brofliance and think that they have to stuggle to get excellence
And now just imagine them knowing what they were here for,  how fast they would expierence the purest form of resiliance

our love was the morning sky
courageously pink and quietly blue
seemingly everlasting and sincere
daring, to say the least

our love was the sounds of chicago
trains rumbling and music thumping
people talking, cars mumbling
us walking, hand in hand

i cant seem to get you out of my head

our love was us naively believing in each other
us sitting in my room, or yours
our bodies molded together like clay
and our souls embracing each other
in the comforting atmosphere
alongside the setting sky
framed by the window

our love was our favorite movies and shows
and the late nights we embarked on
watching every single one of them
our tired eyes and tired beings
resting on each other

and i now find it funny,
because in those loving moments,
i remember thinking
“i dont want these memories to fade”,
“i dont want our love to disappear”,

and now im desperately holding onto
whatever visual resides in my head,
your face is getting blurry,
your voice is becoming hazier,
my heart is sinking deeper
as all the colors mix into
the darkened hue of sadness
that is your departure

our love is this song
that rings in my ears late at night
it posseses a beautiful and humbling,
yet terrifyingly isolative melody
as my heart and mind conjoin
to accept this new reality

i will love you forever
as your ghost remains in my head
but everyday i cant help but wonder
“what could we have done, instead?”

Jealous is probably the word
Most would use to describe my feelings
As I gaze at the both of you
Transfixed
By your twinkling eyes that sparkle for another
And as you nervously flick your golden-brown hair
Rays of heaven reflect and blind my wistful eyes as I turn away in shame only to look back yet again
I can't explain why I want you so badly
It is as instinctive as a baby's cry and as mysterious as the crescent moon that hides its true self from afar
As you laugh I swear angels conduct a heavenly orchestra
So sweet to the ear is your voice
It drips the honey of love and care and sticks to the soul for eternity
If only I could be the hive to store
And cherish
Each word you utter
As each syllable echoes a bedtime lullaby
Lucky is the man who holds thee in his arms
The treasure he posseses has brought many a man down to his knees
As he laments in the fortune of others

As surely as the sun will set tonight only to rise again
I shall greet the dawn with fire
I shall fight for you until the end of days
Or
The end of my days
Whichever comes first
My eternal rest is with you

You aren't too emotional. You aren't too sensitive. Your heart is constantly at war with all of your emotions; each one fighting to be dominant. You feel the energies of others. You feel it when they are happy, sad, angry, fake or truthful. You know it when they're using you and when they're being genuine.
You aren't weak. You are gifted with the ability of heightened intuition. You anxiety is nothing to be ashamed of; it's a reminder that you have a gift if empathy. Not many posseses this rare trait because this take a special kind of strength, not your weakness. Own who you are. You have a beautiful and a brave pure soul....!

He loves me. I know he does
Mama been shouting since she got here
Crying, begging and pleading for me to see the light.
I don't get why she thinks I'm blinded because I'm not.
Me lying on a hospital bed is no reason for her to wail about, he won't **** me.
They keep telling me to leave him, but I can't
Why should I be the one to walk away?
If anybody gets to leave it's the demon that should go
The demon that posseses him when he chokes the life out of me
Beating and kicking on me till I pass out.
In all that I remember the good times.
The times when he makes love to me, worshipping my body, holding me like a he is afraid I'm going to break, that's my man.
The one that wakes up early to give me breakfast in bed every Saturday morning
The one that makes me laugh in an unladylike manner, snort and all but still calls me beautiful, that's my man.
And I love him.
I stay not because of the apologies he gives when he lashes out in jealousy over my association with men,
I stay not because of children because as you can see, I have none
I stay because I love him.
As I lie on this bed listening to my mother begging me to leave him before he kills me,
Tears running down my cheeks, not because of the pain my body feels
But because of the pain momma will feel when I tell her that I'm not leaving.
I love him.