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Ember Evanescent Nov 2014
No, I don't think you understand how rare it is for me to like you

To just find you attractive because that is fairly common for me

But actually like you like you

Because those are two very different things

Attraction and affection

No, I meant Affection

It should be capitalized

What I mean is

I don't like ALOT of things

Seriously

I’m freaking negative

I am the queen of all pessimism

I don't like:

Bad grammar

When people pronounce words wrong

People who say Pacifically instead of Specifically

Overly optimistic people Example:(Oh your family is in thousands of
dollars of debt your sister just killed herself and your boyfriend just
cheated on you with your mom and you're pregnant with the baby of
the guy who got you drunk and slept with you without your sober permission who happens to have just moved to Asia to escape having to care for you and his baby? Well, you have your health!) –stab-

The number 9 it sounds like it’s on the edge of something. I hate wishy-
washy numbers that don’t go all the way. Resolve to ten already!!!

Movies where there is a completely impossible happy ending thanks to spontaneous magic

Apple juice

Most flowers

Pink (the color)

The Sun

The month of April

Girls who don’t know how to wear pants. Or a shirt. Seriously. Those aren’t shorts. That’s just a belt that ***** at being a belt.

People who try to ****** me

People who freak out at me when I try to ****** them

Mondays

Tuesdays

Wednesdays

Thursdays

Fridays

Saturday­s

Sundays

F!CKING MONDAYS AND TUESDAYS

When people pronounce french words WRONG

PEOPLE who pronounce french words wrong

Reality TV

Holidays that don't even get you a day off from school

Ducks that are yellow. THEY DON’T EXIST the bath toy company is LYING TO YOU

Sticky hands

The color yellow

The color orange

Colors that just seem too… happy. It makes me want to light them on
fire. And impale them.

Obnoxious hair colors

Girls who wear jeans and skirts simultaneously

Overly colorful rainbows

When people talk into your ear and you can feel their warm breath.

Being drenched in water

Character or word limits

Signs

When I get all disappointed because I dreamed someone I hated got hit by lightning and it doesn’t come true

When I wish really REALLY ******* a star but it just doesn’t come true. Then I have to go and fill the grave I had all dug up for them.

Plastic hangers

Man, I HATE plastic hangers

Walking

Running

Standing

Any kind of action that doesn’t include limply lying around

When I look at someone with extreme loathing and they don’t spontaneously combust. It’s very sad.

Raisins

When you THINK it’s a chocolate chip cookie and it turns out to be
raisins. MAIN REASON I HAVE TRUST ISSUES!

But, I do like you.

That’s saying something.

I LIKE YOU.

Really.

Honest.

But you don’t realize how rare that is.

:P

…God, I’m so violent. I should have that looked at...

Well, there's your positivity for the day
PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COMMENT AND ADD TO THIS LIST OF THINGS THAT ARE VERY HATEABLE
You said you would **** it this morning.
Do not **** it. It startles me still,
The jut of that odd, dark head, pacing

Through the uncut grass on the elm's hill.
It is something to own a pheasant,
Or just to be visited at all.

I am not mystical: it isn't
As if I thought it had a spirit.
It is simply in its element.

That gives it a kingliness, a right.
The print of its big foot last winter,
The trail-track, on the snow in our court

The wonder of it, in that pallor,
Through crosshatch of sparrow and starling.
Is it its rareness, then? It is rare.

But a dozen would be worth having,
A hundred, on that hill-green and red,
Crossing and recrossing: a fine thing!

It is such a good shape, so vivid.
It's a little cornucopia.
It unclaps, brown as a leaf, and loud,

Settles in the elm, and is easy.
It was sunning in the narcissi.
I trespass stupidly. Let be, let be.
Yet, my pretty sportive friend,
Little is’t to such an end
That I praise thy rareness!
Other dogs may be thy peers
Haply in these drooping ears,
And this glossy fairness.

But of thee it shall be said,
This dog watched beside a bed
Day and night unweary—
Watched within a curtained room,
Where no sunbeam brake the gloom
Round the sick and dreary.

Roses, gathered for a vase,
In that chamber died apace,
Beam and breeze resigning.
This dog only, waited on,
Knowing that when light is gone
Love remains for shining.

Other dogs in thymy dew
Tracked the hares, and followed through
Sunny moor or meadow.
This dog only, crept and crept
Next a languid cheek that slept,
Sharing in the shadow.

Other dogs of loyal cheer
Bounded at the whistle clear,
Up the woodside hieing.
This dog only, watched in reach
Of a faintly uttered speech,
Or a louder sighing.

And if one or two quick tears
Dropped upon his glossy ears,
Or a sigh came double—
Up he sprang in eager haste,
Fawning, fondling, breathing fast,
In a tender trouble.

And this dog was satisfied
If a pale thin hand would glide
Down his dewlaps sloping—
Which he pushed his nose within,
After—platforming his chin
On the palm left open.
I

I have lived with Shades so long,
So long have talked to them,
I sped to street and throng,
That sometimes they
In their dim style
Will pause awhile
To hear my say;

II

And take me by the hand,
And lead me through their rooms
In the To-Be, where Dooms
Half-wove and shapeless stand:
And show from there
The dwindled dust
And rot and rust
Of things that were.

III

“Now turn,” they said to me
One day: “Look whence we came,
And signify his name
Who gazes thence at thee”—
—”Nor name nor race
Know I, or can,”
I said, “Of man
So commonplace.”

IV

“He moves me not at all:
I note no ray or jot
Of rareness in his lot,
Or star exceptional.
Into the dim
Dead throngs around
He’ll sink, nor sound
Be left of him.”

V

“Yet,” said they, “his frail speech,
Hath accents pitched like thine—
Thy mould and his define
A likeness each to each—
But go! Deep pain
Alas, would be
His name to thee,
And told in vain!”
Travis Green Sep 2022
Steamy high-end enchantingness
Imaginatively radical and tattooed
Smooth, moving, and yummy fun-loving stunner
I carry your hunkiness in my tummy
How I hunger to run through
Your jaw-droppingly jaunty jungle
Of hella stunning and sultry love

Rub your alluringly stalwart body
Of marvelously majestic art
Look into the fiery, flamboyant night
Where every single stellar star
Sparkles upon your ardent applaudable charm
Mad hot faultless machoness
Galactic high-caliber rareness

I long to mesh with shredded electric architecture
Drift into irreplaceable scintillating places
I have never ventured before
Live in your heavenly super sensual dreamworld
Where your lithe, all-powerful invitingness mesmerizes me
So endearing, persevering, and adventurous
Extraordinary fashionable splash

You are a fearless firm flexer
That holds my playful, poetic word spellbound
Sexually seductive nut brown eyes
I can’t get enough of leching over your masculineness
Wrapped up in your compassionate mantastic ambiance
How I pine to travel in your tantalizing time
Confined to your world-renowned resounding profoundness
Travis Green Mar 2023
When I lay my midnight black eyes
On his spicy delightful invitingness
His sunny sublime smile
His fresh gorgeous lips
His thick distinguished beard

I lose all control, craving to flow
Into his brilliant, glassy volcano
Bursting with fiery, fierce freshness
Sip on his dynamite hyper-hot kryptonite
His classical magical splashiness

Taste his imperial lyrical sheerness on my tongue
While he stuns my senses
Leaves me dumbstruck, pumped up, and drugged up
Covered with sudden streaming sweat
Shrouds me in his bright desirous arousingness
Overpowers me with his topflight white-hot delightsomeness

Showers my entireness with the intensity
Of his supereminent transcendent supremeness
Make my heart beat bouncily
Make me weak in the knees
Drowning in the sea of his exhilarating and spectacular manfulness

My valiant amorous sensation
With his splashy barbarous rareness
His dangerously magical and mantastical magneticness
He sets me aflame with how he rains
His tremendously eye-grabbing and hard-hitting game
Upon my unadulterated bodacious frame

Take great delight in his marvelous exotic uncommonness
Longing to touch his utterly clean-cut and striking construction
Escape into his visually delicious and appealing gateway
Of measureless mesmeric grandeur
Where he enchantingly dances and serenades me

Permeates me with blazing hot sensations
With his macho hypnotic essence
He steals every inch of my innocence
Has me mad spazzing out, floating in his bold, potent smoke
Lost in his personable and unconquerable charmingness

I fall into his breathtakingly treasurable realm
Of legendary poetic extraordinariness
Feel how his emotions run deeply
Into the vessel of my peerless queerness
How he has me riding on the wings
Of his brilliant, inventive ****** love
POSSIBLE Feb 2022
I believe I foretold it would be as thus:    
Solar skylinẽ̶̱̫̽s̴͚͖͖̑̿̈́ ̴̨̊̆͘ͅ and s̴͚͖͖̑̿̈́hadow folk    

Just enough control    
to forgo the infinite scroll    

Solar skylines  and corner-f̶̟̾̒ở̴̰͉l̴̩̻̖̈́̇̏k̶̼̠̟͐̽̆
Inf̸̞̈́̀̆î̵̥͉͈̎͝n̵̲̜͋͋ite threads left in water soak    

I /̸̧̨͑͝ Ain't no Slow’bro    
That's just my flơ̶̡̞̦̗̇̇͑ẃ̷̧͉̠̰͛ bro...    

It's the courage to carve r̴͝ͅe̶͖̅a̶̻̍l̷͕̀ity    
Rather than be carved by it tho’ bro    
    
BỎ̴̝B: "Alexander, what is time? "    
He asked me slyly every time.    

I spent a lifetime both dreading and looking forward to his question
.
.Every description failed pri̸͈͋me.    
No absolute, just a c̶o̷n̵s̴t̴r̵u̶c̶t̴ ̶ ̶ ̸ ̴ ̸

We cli̸̹̜͋m̴̡͓̓b̵͈̈́ě̶̢̮͝d̸̼͙͗ in crime.   
 
What is time, nothing without a life to live it.    
What is time, sloughing about applied too timid    

What is time? Food for Kã̶̤̾l̶̪̣̒i, blood-drenched goddess
Drinking wine tapped off the barrel of entropy    

What is time? Pa̴͈̎r̵̢̹̂t̵̝͈̤͆̾icle configurations are a matter of choice, a voice to awareness, a song sung in rareness, a vibe of there-ness and where-ness, all of which unite the tribe like an Heiress.  

Time is saying it b̸͙̪̱̃̃e̴͔͊gins, but also en̶̰̬̽ds
but is it a process or event?    

What is time, another moment we call our own
'till the supreme eagle gapes its mouth and eats our ex̴̪̠̂̑͘p̸̟̎̚erience?  

If we are ******* with time, then that's our time. But if we can separate what we are from the vine of our experience, can we stay conscious when it ends?   ....can we...
Stay conscious...
can...
we... 

What took you so long?  
  




.̶̫͉̼͓͎̉̋̀̀̀͐̅̒̿̆́͗̈͑̂̌̎̈́̑̄̑͋̏̆̉͝͝ ̷̧̧̧̨͕̻̱̮̘̲̦͉̪̘̦̺͔̰̤̮̒̾͛́͂̀̔̀̑̌͌̏͌̈́̄̅̉͐̇̏̊͛̈͌͘͝͝ ̷̨̧̧̨̜̲̙̜͇͎͇̦̞̩̼̲̒̊͛͒̌̀̾͑̒͊̀̈́͜͝ ̷̡̢̩͍͔̠̭̭͎̗̐́̊̿ͅT̸͇͖͖͍̝͖͔̟̲̤͐͒̄̒̿͋̃̂͂̅̾͂̂͆̔̒̀͊͌̌͆͛̾̋͐̍͑̓̃̂͑̄̎͒͘͜͝­̠̭i̷͎͂̽̀͗͋͑̈̄͂̈́̓͐͂̅͋̇̈́̍́̓͗͒͊̽̉́̉̃͂͘͠͝m̴̡̢̖͕̝̪̱͎̫̺͓͍͚̲̞̪̗̯͕͎̯̹͊̀̈̓­̧̟̼̳͚̗̘̹͉̘͔e̷̡̛̜̗̞̣̳̙̪̣͌̒̇̇̐̈́͗̿͠.̶̫͉̼͓̉̋̀̀̀͐̅̒̿̆́͗̈͑̂̌̎̈́̑̄̑͋̏̆̉͝͝­͎ ̵̡̹͎̟̗̺̦͓͍̓̈͊̔́̃̽̔͛̍̏̚͝ ̵̡̧̨̡̧̺͈̠̼̪̜̟̻͇̬̲͈͉̻͇͖̩͙̹̜̣̠̗̻͓͕̯̗̳̳̣̫̼̱͔̂̿͐̍̈́̾͌̃̊͛̉̄͑̎͑̈͂́͘͘̕͜͜͝­ ̷̧̧̧̨͕̻̱̮̘̲̦͉̪̘̦̺͔̰̤̮̒̾͛́͂̀̔̀̑̌͌̏͌̈́̄̅̉͐̇̏̊͛̈͌͘͝͝ ̷̨̧̧̨̜̲̙̜͇͎͇̦̞̩̼̲̒̊͛͒̌̀̾͑̒͊̀̈́͜͝ ̷̡̢̩͍͔̠̭̭͎̗̐́̊̿ͅ





For me it was Time    
that took so long  

a lifetime
mining my mind. 
   
At least it Took time  
to not mind mine.  

To bring up treasure that shines    
like E̸̡͚̩̹̗̟̱͙̣̩̬͕̜̯͖̩̬̜̭̖͔̰̤͕͚̱͛̂̈̈́̓ȋ̸̡̨̙̹̟͊̐̄̉̊͛ͅn̴͌̆̾͗͌̀͌̊̂̂͒̽̇͘͠­̰̹͕͔̪̹͈̅͋͛̌͂̈́͠͝stein’s Smile,    



taking a sideline  
with  ̸̛͚̙͇͛̇͒̋͊̇̏́́͑ë̵͖̘͓͖͍́͂̅̓́̚͜͝ equals an mc with a divi̵̡̟̹̲͔͖̩̎̆̍ͅn̷̢̼̠̻̓̄͑̌̈̑͂̏̓͝e mind  
drinking fine wine  in the right mind smoking pine, pine    

Got Stuck on the timeline  
wondering if society Light shine  

on the white line more than the black minds making dried vines  

or if I'm too privileged; Bl̸̡̾̾̑̾indsided by the limelight .   

I know I am here to hold a mirror
2reflect a rainbow so vibrant
even blind mice gonna feel this ~Allied line~    

This clock of mine, each thought tick tocked along.
No puppy mind, no funny kind,
just me reminding with weary mind,

that together in this moment

we just made a song while Stuck in Divine Grime,
Scared Oc̷̫͉̔t̴̶̸̷̷̷̶̶̶̴̵̷̵̶̶̷̴̸͚̱̝̠̾̀̋̎̾͑̈̇̆͐͘͘ơ̶͉͎͔̮̻̳̻̤͓̥̥̈̀̓̃͆́͆gon­ the Study Guide.

It's the courage to carve reality    
Rather than being carved by it  

Solar skylines  and corner-folk  


Infinite threads left in the w̴̺̘̗̜̪̣͎͚͉̺̰̹͊̌̑̋͆͂̈ͅā̴̛̩̳̩̝̞̳͋̒͒̌͆̇̅̀̈̔̈̂̓͘̕͝͝͠t̶̅̏͗͑͛̍̋̃͒̃͐̑̾­̡̨̛̹̳͇̗̦̣͍̋̎̄̀́̕͝e̴̡̧̱̻̫̰̮̘̼̼̖̱͚͇̋͆̈́̂̋̏́͐̀͊͂͒̕ͅȓ̷̡̢̲͈̺̫̗͓̈́͛͊͑ ̵̼̻̘̹̞̫̠̬̤̬̜̲̰͇̊̈́̒͝ͅs̷͍̙͉̟̦̯̹̯̘͑͒̑̌̎̓̍̆̅̾o̷̡̦̱̖͉̹͕̭̓̎̑́̓̈́̾̚̕͝͝a̴̛­̡̧̞͖̙͚̦̩͎̙̬̣̻̼͔͖̙̹̖̀͜ͅǩ̸̡̢̡̨̻͇̫͍̜̤̯͇͓͓̗̻͖̭̤̪͋̐͝͠ ̶͖̃͝ ̷̢̢̧̡̛̲̥̦͍̼͎̲͈͙̞͋́͂̅̎̀̀̐̾̒͒͜͝ͅͅ ̸̨͇͇̞̮͑ͅ ̵͕̰̩̲̗̄͒̌̑̈́̔͌̋̅͒̅̃͐́̈́̉̌̅͘͜͠
and I still don't have the answer
Time is motion with Memory//What then is time, if no one ask of me I know, If I wish to explain to him who asks I know not.---st. Augustine Not a single article has ever been published begins with a definition of time, yet mathematical physics has placed almost all of its eggs in this one basket. Not one scholar can define this basic term...SDOF
Travis Green Aug 2022
Your masterful immersing perfection
Swirls in my submerged mind
With steamy sensual kisses
On my plump perfumed lips
Actively crashing radness
Rememberable supreme dreaminess
Immaculate swaggeresque rareness
So ridiculously brickolicious

I crave to taste your electric intoxicating abs
Your stellar swelled-up chest
Crashingly crafted and caressible biceps
You are the truest and smoothest stud
That runs monstrous thundering game in my frame of mind
I muse on your lustrous lush lips
How compelling and refreshing they are to caress
To embrace your radiant clean-shaven face
Every deliciously fragrant detail
Of your hot and fascinating framework

Let my seductive clutchers cling
To your sculpted bulging shoulders
Feel my fun-loving tongue run around
Your thick rigid neck
Magically milky lover
Your stupendousness pushes my limits
Your send a massively ecstatic surge
Of roaring hot sparks through my body

Set me afire, devour my perspiring desirableness
Make me so enraptured by your utter thrilling electricity
Such unstoppable top-notch doggedness
Your rippling, teasing physique transfixes me
Staring at your magical apple-green eyes
Passionate beardtastic madness
How your flex your unsurpassed cracking bareness
Makes me desire to live in epically blessed majesty
Cherishing your eternal manful handsomeness
Colm Mar 2017
This sunrise is very beautiful
With a hue of pink and a rareness which
Befits the weariness of red eyes

As slowly over the Catskills she
Rises and resides
Until she can be seen within the sky

Pure as almond and ivory  
Backed by the dawn and the day alike

Who am I to stand here in her way?
Who am I to say that she shouldn’t try?

I can only trust and occasionally wish
That she would honor me with a simple kiss
Of morning dew, and a smile wide

For that, in this, my morning eyes  
Would bring great joy to me in my life
Just as with above... With everything there comes a reason.
Travis Green Jun 2022
Your bright, striking delightfulness
Mesmerizes my homosexualness
Makes me wanna have a hit
Of your thrilling lit ****
Sends me into a deep space
That stimulates and captivates my gayness
Standing all swagged out
Major greatastic mantasticness
With a saucy hot body
That enthralls my heart

You are the tantalizing tight
A diamond in the rough
Just enough hot stuff to love
To rub and hug, to hunger for
Like a mildly tranquilizing drug
So overpoweringly glorious
Notorious, pure sweetness
That heats my system
You give me a wild euphoric high

Your spectacular splashy style is so official
It’s irresistible, delectable, and relishable
Such iridescent treasured manfulness
Ardent star-studded thugness
Your lushness rushes through my structure
Your ****** stellar vessel arrests
And undresses my mindset

You are one hell of an unmatchable swaggerrific rareness
That’s always scintillating in my inner space
Your smoke makes me choke
Your cold cosmic globe got me drifting
Deeply into your fiery chamber
Abounding in blazing hot wonderment
Destiny Jun 2014
Temporarily content
for once the tears have subsided

Though eventually my mind goes back
to being hopelessly misguided

Involuntarily thrown
into a dark pit of despair

A broken smile and a broken spirit
that I seem unable to repair

A strong keen intellect hidden
behind a melancholy haze

Vibrant, sparkling, engaging eyes
become a blank vacant gaze

Running from the suffocation
it finally caught up to me

Darkness swarming in my mind
now every bad thought ***** with me

The rareness of my tears set in
and everything goes black

I'm in my own gloomy bubble
where depression slowly attacks

Now all that seems to be left of myself is a
foggy obscure apparition

An empty shell of nothingness
who is losing all ambition

Depression, Anxiety, insomnia and more...
it seems I've made a custom combination

I'm a fuzzy headed ****** up mess
I've concluded through my observation
Ember Evanescent Nov 2014
You name: Austin.
To you the definition of Austin is your title. What people call you. It has come to signify the person you are to yourself.
To Her, however (and I capitalize “Her” because important things should always be capitalized and someone who loves you as deeply as she does certainly deserves capitalization at the very least)
To Her “Austin” has a different definition.
To Her Austin means: A good person who respects Her.
Do you understand the rareness of that trait?
In today’s world a good person who even knows the word respect is unheard of.
And yet here you are.
And it is so magnificent
Just know this:
That makes YOU magnificent
Because She can honestly say
You respect her
In this world where values are built on the idea of: “Take what you can, the wholesome decent people will walk away empty handed”
For you to boldly brush aside all of that
And bravely live by honor and respect
It is admirable and it makes you a wonderful person
It is a feat far greater than any man who spends a thousand hours with his loved one
And does not respect Her
To Her Austin means: A smile brighter than the glistening starlight. The  type who can make anybody laugh no matter what the circumstances
A smile that she loves to see, that just makes her happy to lay eyes on.
That is so phenomenal that you possess such an ability to practically display sunshine with a simple grin. For your smile to make Her happy. To be something She loves about you.
You are so, so deserving of her love because you have been gifted with a very unique talent
It is extraordinarily uncommon
To be able to heal people
Through the beautiful thing we call laughter
You can make anybody laugh
And humor is not just a hobby or something to keep television interesting
It is an exquisite
Lovely thing
Somedays, people are in times or frames of mind
Where logic and reason can’t fight the emotions they are having
And surely, many times
It has been incredible, incredible YOU
That saved them from their own thoughts
Without you even knowing what a difference you have made
With your splendid gift
Of humor.
Humor is a spiritual healer and that is what you are
A spiritual healer
No wonder She loves you so much
To Her, Austin means: Someone who loves Her and who She loves endlessly
Look at the beautiful, beautiful soul of the woman who loves you
Look at Her and smile that smile She loves so much
Because She looks at you
And sees a brilliance you could never begin to understand
Yet somehow She sees it in you
And you are so, so worthy of Her love
Because love is one of those things
Not measured in time
Or minutes spent physically near each other
In fact
Love has nothing to do with physicality at all
Your bodies may not be near each other’s everyday
Maybe you don’t hold her hands in yours every second
But your heart and Hers are intertwined
You love one another
Love cannot be severed by the sharpest blade
Or poisoned by the most lethal of all venoms
Love defies all physicality
Nothing tangible can destroy it
So never ever compare your worthiness of Her love to the amount of moments you spend
Physically close to each other
It is your souls being close to each other
That makes your bond of love so unbreakable
So beautifully unbreakable
Even if your days are flooded
With work and hours buzzing with business
You FIND time you MAKE time to text Her
And that is such a marvelous sacrifice
Such a charming thing to do
So worthy of love
The fact that you CARE
Because in those moments that you DO talk
Over text messages, face to face or over the phone
A little eternity passes
And you may not be able to give Her all of your time
But to give Her your tiny eternities in between work and life’s prior commitments
Makes you so worthy of Her love
You need to see how deeply and endlessly She loves you
How your name carries thousands of definitions for Her
In Six little letters: Austin
Has come to mean so, so much to Her
Because you don’t need to give Her all of your time
You just need to give Her all of your soul and heart
And you do
So please smile your wonderful smile
Let your wonderful soul shine
Know that you are so precious and special to this one woman
Who has eyes only for you
Because you are WORTH it
And know that you are every color and shape of wonderful
To Her
:)
Travis Green Jun 2022
I am overpowered
By his hot flaming hunkiness
His luscious loving hands
Dances all over my feverish fragrant flesh
He commands my canvas
He demands my attention

He reels me into his hotness
Where he slays my soul
With his dangerously
Flexing impressiveness
In his unsurmountable
Electrifying domain

I am quivering
Overly blown away
By the way he moves
And soothes my soul
He makes my mouth water
He has me going

He makes me hanker for him
To put fuel in my tank
I want to feel him
In the darkest of night
Streaming in my heart
At lightning speed

Let me revel in
His blazing A-grade sensations
I crave him more and more
I aim to explore his abundant
Exuberant treasures
Taste his smooth, lush truths
Twirl in my mouth
Down the slick railway
Of my throat

I want to choke
On his potency
Feel his machoness
Moving magnificently
In my inner globe
Boy, he is my enchantingly
Mesmerizing king
So keen and serene
So clean and dreamy

He gives me the highest highs ever
He makes me ache
To ride his crashingly
Splashy and matchless waves
Submerge into his stellar
Superbelicious rareness
Travis Green Jan 2023
I yearn to dwell in your sexually arresting realm
Of the dreamiest shimmering enchantment
In the sensual supreme limits of your tenderness
Hold me gently in the winsome wings of your dreaminess
Your aesthetically intriguing poeticness

Lead my heart and soul to a magically smashing paradise
Where your dancing and enchanting handsomeness
Makes me float in the blissful and pleasurable oceans
Of your delectable de-stressing finesse
In your effortless energetic essence
A bewitching vision thick with slick elite heat

Your extraordinary exuberant machoness is
So intoxicating and scintillating, so reverent and flamboyant
I am spellbound when I check out your profoundness
When I hear your hypnotic baritone voice
How you capture sheer immersing rareness

Rule me with your smooth and seductive cool
Let me feel your sinfully singular words
Branded in the entrance of my brain
With fluid, lucid grooviness
You sink me into your incomparable indulgent aroma
Make me fall deeply in love
With your matchless, mysterious, and flawless logic
Travis Green Dec 2021
I romanticized about kissing you
Tasting delicious, creamy candy
On your lips and fingers
Alluring Axe Apollo on your flesh
Hot, solid chest, intoxicating breath
Your warmth wafts around me
I delve into your mancave of enchantment
I trace amorous poems on your fragrant form

I seek your exquisiteness in my dreams
I moan in the luminous, wondrous, and merry night
Poetic passion escapes from my mouth
Your dashing masculineness enraptures me
Tall, light-skinned sweetness
Electric diction on your pleasing pink lips
Heavenly manly rareness, your body like
A heroically strong and armored warrior

I hunger to kiss your lips
Let your fingers dance gleefully on my flesh
I am addicted to your temptation
Your tantalizingly intense fragrance
Consumes me exceedingly
I can’t let go of your touch
I love it so much
You ship me to ecstasy
I float in your splendorous pristine sea
Travis Green Aug 2022
He leaves me impossibly astonished
By his saucy exotic cologne
How it lingers over my soft honey brown skin
Makes me so enchanted by his playful hazelnut honey eyes
Glowing rose lemonade lips

He exhilarates my senses
Has me so blinded by his beguiling game
Perfectly framed flame
**** spicy smile
Rare, refined delight

He tames the whole enchilada
Of my ardent melodic heartland
Make me lean into his virulent translucent beauty
Soul-stirring smoldering showstopper
I crave to cascade into his engagingly
Breathtaking and dancing expanse

Examine his ambitious eclectic canvas
Succulent strongly bearded rareness
He turns my inner world
Into an intoxicating blaze
Of unadulterated tantalizing dreams

The entrancing vibrancy of his sensuality
Enraptures me more than anything
An utter gust of seduction
That makes my heart burn with flaming intensity
Travis Green Feb 2023
My luscious tough cookie
My rude smooth cruiser
My ***** muscled ****
My groovy moving coup

He is poetry in motion
Tall and transfixing
Heavenly luminescent eyes
Energetic exquisite lips
**** styled beard

His mind-boggling and sparkling hotness
Makes me long for him
To conquer my heart and soul
Hunt me down, take me down

Make my femininity tremble
Give me his action-packed passionate mantasticness
Pen infinite sensual poems
On my hypnotically absorbing form

Bask in my gaytasticness everlastingly
Make me his immaculate crash-hot property
Swerve me in his splashy bedazzling rareness
Bring me under his control

From head to toe, hypnotize me
With his fiery stupefying hurricane
Shower me with his spellbinding sightliness
Let me melt into his stellar aggressive flex
Travis Green May 2022
I love the way you smell
Rare, earthy, and penetrating
Evocatively appealing and teasing

Being in your peerless nearness
Carries me to hot sparkling bliss
Chained to your ardent domain
Steady calling your name
My flaming amorous rareness

Your spectacularity and muscularity
Is the essential transcendent rhythm to my soul
I revere your elegant jubilant masculinity
You are my eternal treasured prodigy
Michelle Paret Aug 2014
I have always discerned not only my pieces
But all prose
As art
Literary, amorphous, atmospheric art
My reason being the way we consume and admire it
Paintings and sculptures are admired by the eyes
Put on display to observe
Music
By the ears
Played loud or quietly to feel its effects
Culinary
By the mouth
To share and reward
But only prose is absorbed through the soul and our consciousness
There are no novels painted onto sides of buildings
Or poems playing from car speakers
Prose requires a deeper awareness to appreciate
And the rareness of that depth is what causes me to feel this way about it

The inspiration that concieves my pieces are birthed during spiritual acmes of various dispositions
My style is more prose-like than poetic
And intertwines elements regarding the Universe, spirituality, Buddhism, and Mother Earth
All that I compose is felt as the flesh of my soul

Although I have been writing for as long as I can recall
It wasn't until the age of 15 that I began composing complete solid pieces of prose
Though it hasn't been very many years since then
I have witnessed my eloquence emanate fairly quickly and beautifully

Translating my soul into language is the core of what I do
It is a challenge at times
Others
A breeze
I hope to compile my pieces into something tangible some day
Releasing my auric energies into the world for everyone who pleases to read and feel from me
Sushant Bhujel Apr 2017
Follows his heart
Over his mind!
Over his sanity,
Layers ideas insane.
Illusion of his brain
Solace to his rareness
Hard pulled, Hard fooled

In the dark days
No one ever said

Your'e a different head
One of the heads
Unusual,  
Rare, but
Still a head!

Humty dumpty
Eats the same
And against all odds
Dies the same!
#foolish #fool #npmfool
Silence
In a room full of people I can't be heard
It's rare that I can captivate attention
Just drowned out by my lack of interest

I enter a room and you are unphased
Quick to rush to the next subject
I am not important enough
Whereas once you'd carry me
Told me I was rare
Now you have so much power my rareness is unimportant
Unphased
Tizwas Jun 2018
At the end of the world where the sea meets the sky,
there's a small strip of land where the mermaids lie.
Where they chit and they chat, or play and have fun,
and top up their tan in the midday sun.

Now it's rare to see a mermaid, and you may never again,
so to see a whole shoal is a rareness x 10.
But this is what happened, or so it is told,
to a young keen explorer who was both handsome and bold.

When sailing alone he encountered a storm,
his boat then capsized,  he was stranded, forlorn.
For day after day he sat atop of his hull,
until at last he was visited by a sizeable seagull.

He thought; "Land must be near, of that I am sure,
for a seagull this fat can't be far from a shore"

Then suddenly, beside him did a mermaid appear,
she said; "I'm here to save you, so please do not fear"
"Climb on my back and I'll take you to land"
and a short swim later his feet were on sand.

Swimming before him was a sea full of beauties,
he'd never seen cuties with fins on their booties.
With their flawless skin and long flowing hair,
and sunkissed bodies so tanned and so bare.

The mermaid said;
"My name is Christina-or Queen Tina for short,
and my sisters and I welcome you to our shores"
"I am called Tim" replied the hansome young chap,
"But I did not see your island marked on any a map."

"We've lived here for centuries in quiet seclusion,
and saved the life of the odd shipwrecked human.
My sister's and I will cater your needs,
we'll make a tent of a tree and a bed of seaweeds.

The explorer thought he could get use to this,
and began to forget she was  half-woman half-fish.
In fact, young Timmy was falling in love,
as they slept on the beach with the night stars above.

They fed him on wine and the finest of food,
and Tim grew from a slim to a tubby young dude.
His shirt was now stretching, his trousers were tight,
he put on pound after pound with each bite after bite.

Months had gone by and tubby Timmy was bored,
day after day living life as a Lord.
He was missing his life of sailing and discovering,
of finding lost treasures and new lands exploring.

He told the Queen one day of his needs and his yearns,
and surprisingly the Queen understood his concerns.
She said; "I could see you were sad and exceedingly glum,
and I thought that this day would eventually come".

"We'll build you a boat, a raft or canoe,
and to say our goodbyes we'll  throw a bit of a do".
So a bonfire was lit and each mermaid did bring,
food and drink and got the party in full swing.

They bathed fat Timmy in octopus ink,
and he thought to himself "this doesn't half stink."
They then rubbed his body in garlic and honey,
Timmy thought this strange and not finding it funny.

The Queen then declared "sisters-let us sit down to eat"
The Cook asked her Queen "how would you like your meat?"

The Queen replied;
"I like my human slow-cooked on a griddle,
crisp on the outside and pink in the middle!"
Astrid Michaels Jul 2016
Red
If he knew
That I had dyed my hair
He would say,
I like it
It looks good
But why would you ruin your rareness
Your red hair is so pretty
And I would say,
I felt like a change;
In moments of passion
He would still call me beautiful
And I would really smile
And if things were normal
His looks of hatred
Would be looks of longing
And possibly love;
My demands for change
Wouldn't start with him
Because they wouldn't exist at all
Barton D Smock Nov 2013
fog
bear with me, a man was going house to house.  a big handed hunch of a man.  he was wanting to know if anyone in the immediate area had seen the bird he was talking about.  his enthusiasm was off-putting and in the back of my mind downright scary.  the look on a face when a door is opened is often the look of one to whom the lord has reappeared.  I don’t think the man knew he was ruining the rareness of the day’s clarity.  the bird itself was not his fault and the bird sighting could’ve happened to another.  on a normal day a suspended woman sings above us.  there is a before and an after and a bit of mystery to the meal obsessed.
M Crux Alexander Apr 2015
Her softness
  under the slight touch offered
  creates such serenity
  within me
The jewels within her eyes
  gleam so bright
so sure of her beauty
and the rareness of her love
Her assuring smiles
and playful gazes
move my hands over her
most intimate places
My soul devours her
sudden sweet gasps
my lips hunger
for the breath she takes
my spirit is restless
for the love she makes
9/4/2000
ATL Aug 2019
In marble faces I found
a fluttering that pushed blood
into every cavity inside the you
that wishes to be not.

I threw prayers
into ceiling fans-
laying limp inside the gulf,
to know that dry wall peeling back
was all to greet me.

Just ashen fluff flying endlessly
into rotaries,
and an inquiry turned to bird song,
something about windows
and deception.

It’s all cliche-
it’s all cliche,
the dismissive reiteration
of a phrase that piques the you
begging to be not,
coiled in skin,
wishing to be a limping diagram
of human musculature.  

it all grows dimmer
when you realize that
the horizontal is redundant,
rareness becomes
a beguiling piece
of parchment filled
with scribbles
imparting nonsense to the eyes.
Travis Green Dec 2022
You have got that whacking mantastic *** appeal
That has me tripping, wishing to kick it with your litness
That bomb hot machoness that sparkles everywhere
With the precise amount of your mainstream
Powerhouse divineness, hairy heart-stirring rareness

I am entrapped in your satisfying and thrashing paradise
I feel your splashy cracking vivacity
Your incredibly creamy and dreamy splendidness
Taste your blazing hot educated ingratiation
Get an eyeful of your electrifying invitingness

Assertive fervent superbity that has me
In a wild and frenzied trance, mantasizing
On your powerfully inspiring desirableness
I yearn to learn about your masterfully molded muscularity
Wrapped in your precious treasured rareness

Where you lay next to me, where I feel your streaming
Serene river swirling around me where you make me
So hooked on your groovy sultry rudity
In your lewd smooth hood, I succumb
To your feel-good fluidity of movement

The compelling connection of our perfection
Our expressive undressed bodies in coalescence
I am an unbalanced acidhead over you
Feenin’ for an extra killer lit hit of your exquisite ****
Take it to the head, fall into your blessedly earthy
And stellar incontestableness

I dig your mean-flexing street credibility
So saleable and captivating
Like an up-to-date and elegant fenced-in estate
Such exhilarating and top-selling exquisiteness
Dripping with widespread freshalicious sexiness

You envelop me in your solid-gold smoking dopeness
Make me hanker to go higher in the sprightly skies
Of your revolutionary rapturousness
Hold me in awe where I am unable to take my eyes
Off your glistening and intriguing machoism
moments are like the lunar eclipse, a frozen aspect of time, that comes once in eighty years.
We should cerebrate in the rareness of the golden moments.
Its Gods message, we have no control of tomorrow, ours is today.
Travis Green Apr 2023
Take me into his blazing-hot tornado
Of  unassailable breathtaking enchantment
Dominate and stimulate my emotions
****** his ***** thuggish robustness
Deep into my heart and soul

Show me how ferocious his machoness is
Hold me. provoke me, smoke me
Make me his delicious *** kitten to take down
Feel him rule my beauteousness
Make me never wanna leave his rigid vigorous grip

My sinewy, compelling treasure
He is so mighty and tight with it
Energetic, expressive finesse
Fresh and irresistible slickness
Astonishingly strong and disarming

Unthinkingly dreamy and hella sensual king
He rocks me back and forth
Make me yield to the perfect high-pressure rareness
Of his fervent adventurous immersiveness
I hanker to kiss his lickable lit lips

Groove on his top-notch smooth manliness
Trace my hands all over his ebullient handsome straightness
Cherish his debonair black beard
His noteworthy shimmering mustache
Allow his desirous fearless eyes

Arouse me in the highest, wildest ways
Let me seep deeper and further
Into his gripping and hard-hitting virility
Confess my deepest secrets to thee
Make me moan all night long

He rams his ruthless thickness in my guts
Corrupt me, deconstruct me, love me
Make me frenzied and superheated
Set fire to my entireness
Swirl my submerged mind

Make my body steadily shudder
As he unleashes his untouchable treasured robustness upon me
Ravish and smack my eye-catching ***
Compose his dope poetic sexiness all over me
Press his majestic caressers against
My delectable velvet back

Enthrall my thought process
Punish me with his slick, thick meat
Feel his big bouncy sack slap against my divine enticing thighs
Infect every sector of me
Make my inner walls worship thee

Push harder into my flowery forest
Of the sweetest blossoming  dreams
Feel me concede to his ungovernable ardent heat
Make me shake as he violently takes my nation
Place me in a state of disorientation

Amaze me with his flawless starry phenomenality
Give me everything he got
Listen to the pleasurable sounds arising from my mouth
Hold me spellbound, pull me into his profoundness
Press his powerful pecs against my satin back

Shove his thick tasty throbber further into my manhole
Make me float in sexually seductive ecstasy
Love me dangerously, put it down for me
Make me so enthusiastically happy to be with thee
Hypnotic hot boy, go deeper and deeper inside me
And shoot his huge load of crunk ***** in my succulent tunnel
Kim Essary Jun 2018
He was everything I needed in life to complete me , He was the wind beneath my wings as I felt like he let me soar through the sky.
He never tried to stop me from being me, He accepted me for who I am. He believed in me and the person I am. I have never felt the need to lie to him because he accepted the truth for what it was.  He put me as high up on a pedestal as I could put him. The rareness of our love was pure Devine in every thinkable way. He made me feel beautiful even on my worst day. I don't know how to reach Him, something has taken Him away. For every definition I've described is just the opposite today. I would give anything to feel His touch the way it use to be or to look at his eyes and see the love he had for me . Maybe He will cone back to me soon All I can do is hope and Pray. I'll never surrender my search, not one day before the Good Lord calls me home to stay.
©kimmied1105
Love is , well like I said Love is?
Hakikur Rahman Apr 2021
Hidden thoughts trembles in the courtyard of the heart
The guard of Seven seas seems to be moving at the signal of light.

Unrestrained emotions play in the muddy waters
Rareness is spread in the arms of darkness.

Looking back here and there so back to momentum
Arranged gardens broke there surrounded by loneliness.

When the treasure of desire is lost, it floats in tears
Glancing to the sky so hoping to get back.
Hakikur Rahman Feb 2021
Within the corridor of the heart, trembling with sleep
The watchman of the Seven Seas is like a light gesture.

Unrestricted sentiments play out across the mind
Rareness is spread in the arms of darkness.

Find here and there so it's back to the speediness again
The decorated gardens were surrounded by solitude.

When to lose the wealth of desire to float in water of eyes
Looking up at the night sky so hoping to get back.
Travis Green Nov 2022
Influential sensual dream king
The smoothest stupid truthfulness
That moves me unconditionally
Slick, tall, ripped, and enthralling
Delicious, warmhearted, city-bred, and flawless
Lit like a freshalicious finesse stripper

I dig your assertiveness, your masterfulness
Your staggeringly splashy perfectness
Your masculineness impassions me
To stream with thee to a pleasingly
Prepossessing kingdom teeming
With mad keen and infinite blissfulness

I wanna indulge in your luxurious lascivious hoodness
From head to toe, I wanna slow ******
Your mind, body, and soul
Make your emotions float
Make your deep-set, magnetic, and
Velvet eyes roll back
As you grab my unbelievably heavy funbags

Play with them, squeeze them
Take control of them
Keep me intrigued infinitely
Lead me into blazing hot sultry ecstasy
Lost in your bright and breezy irresistibility
Your splendor of surpassing wonder
Jazzy smashing rareness
I feel closer to my purpose
When you immerse me in your superb fervid earthiness
Travis Green Apr 2023
He throws me off balance
With his **** *** splashiness
Ardent adventurous lips
So biteable and lickable
So kissable and treasurable

My smooth chocolate-brown jack
So beardtastic and mantastic
So fantastically bedazzling and enrapturing
Strapping and thrashing rareness
Immeasurable ****** attraction

I wanna kiss his broad, jaw-dropping chest
Nuzzle his walnut brown bullets
Feel his magically shimmering eyes
Pierce through the world of my queerness
Make me so gung-** about
His rich, appealing deliciousness

My ample flavorful Samson
He tickles my taste buds
Makes me feel like I might erupt
With if he constantly touches
My buttery brown skin

He has me under the heel
Of his highly heavenly and stupefying exquisiteness
Stranded in his extremely effective
And impressive web of hot-off-the-press finesse
Locked in his intensely strong wings

He keeps my head spinning
Has me mad jacked up
Lusting after his rugged hot stuff
I love the savagely fierce and magnificent beast in him
The way he stares at me makes me wanna jump
Into his massive wondrous ocean
Of unending dreamy passion

Capture me, ravish me, lavish me
With his incredibly poetic and powerful love
Unleash his continuous and mysterious thunder upon me
Strike me with his wild white lightning
Arouse me with the incomparable swagger
In his aggressive freshalicious masculineness
His clever and creative mind
His smooth, slick, and vigorous style

I fall deep into his authentic prolific realm
Of rigidly riveting enchantment
So attached to his dramatic and mystical fantasticalness
My undauntable phenomenal lover man
I am so hooked on his untouchable hustle and muscle

The way his heart and soul glow
His awesomeness, flawlessness, and suaveness
I am so into everything about him
I don’t wanna live without him
I need to feel him all over me
Forever and a day, I crave to stay in his captivating embrace

— The End —