as i stand

I don't havta sling dick to get what I'm after... Nor have I ever had to nor will I eva pay... Yet I've received the benefits of givin in to the lusts hidden behind the scenes... As I stand in a more corrected mindset for one too many times I have actually been laid... Mmm, the crotch of a woman that jus tickles the fancy of my inner drift... No, it's not the chase I'm followin the least one bit... As that azz jus pulls my tongue from the lock i have on my very own jaws that's had their way of havin nothin left to say... Yet it's the feel of somethin deeper then her heart can throw a 100 mph fastball straight at my head to claim the direction of my face... Nah, i don't havta lay the meat to be felt for i too can relate to the wonders of this world in true form... as my slab is a bonus feature to use at will when the gettin gets cookin... Straight to the head so the dribblin drops can leak down into places goin through the heart til it creates the moisture built up for my tongue to taste... Knowin i aint talkin about nothin but her appeal as a package as i say, hey there good lookin...

the glimpse...

jus takin a lil look see to grasp the image that's come through sight... seems somethin different has appeared from the corner on the eyes collective pause... damn sure is pretty enough the hold my head at a tilt left lookin as if it's hangin on a single hinge... yet, it's what's beneath the candy coat that i wanna find applaud... peepin from where i sit i'm aroused n enlightened all in the same motion  which is somethin new to me... as my curiousity flipped its switch like hey dumb dumb, step n walk n figure out where the direction of intent is headed... as i'm half way stuck between smilin n goin through where i've neva been in my head... as the only thing i truly wanna know is how this beautiful creature would respond as my beloved... in the mood to give it a whirl so nights can get used to the comfy cozy shit with a convo feel... free in a twisted kinda spoken for kinda way gettin in on that dig effect... there's this other piece of me wantin to be found peekin back at me... n i think it spoke without tellin me verbally, it wants to find a reason to loosen to luv's affect... starin with the fallin standin upright as feet move to close the space so the moment can live... wantin to touch the skin of this one so time doesn't waste on the walkin away bcuz i couldn't relate... as i blink n poof, gone, as it was an optical illusion caught in a daydream as someone so fuckin sweet... damn it, check mate... my heart ain't done seekin pleasure upon the request of its quest to have n hold its best friend... connectin through vibes that sync to the sound of beats thumpin alive n in fact down to find distance in depths... in the presence of how truths are as the main attraction played out in sexaul behavior that's been without the soothe so fuckin needed... simply, felt.!.

Deep...

What if I let u catch up to me runnin... Or vice versa comin into a moment to pause... If I stopped n showed u who it is I am...  Could we get past the bs n realize we both have flaws., N that alone is the best thing for were all different... In our natural surroundings, if I jus opened up to let u have fun... Could I reach Workin in more ways than one... That is if we liked more than what we've seen so we knew it wouldn't take much to fall completely in luv... What if it was ur walls I wanted to bang on... Until u let me in where I could touch u the way I intended to... If it was that a way that night is here face to face... What if I actually jus wanted to get to know u... Takin about whatever it be... So I know what it is u truly want... That is if u can at me... Hidden in between all the fake stand outs that can't ur eye as u know nothin of luv... What if the truth was you've neva been felt with a mature mind mingling with the sights of u.... I'd the gloves came the fuck off.... Ah hmmm, what if trust wasn't the issue...

losin self n gainin a friend...

self watched her fall to drugs.. knowin self could'nt help her outta the hole in which she's dug... as she'll neva return as the same person self fell for... as self knows she's purposely forced the separation to save self from bein caged behind closed doors... havin to swallow what was the realist fuckin thing eva felt so self can move on... knowin reality took a friend like no other as it isnt that self wasn't enough as self stood in true form... witness to one good azz woman gone beyond the arms that once held her close... tryin to balance the teeter of luv self let go to redefine home... as truths rounded out to let the fuck go... now somewhere out here on the roam... lookin back wonderin what would've been if the line of sanity would'nt had been crossed... if things woulda told her there's no need in runnin from a heart for yrs set on pause... as the wait seen who came from the depths as someone else... self sat still n released the hold to one day that'll find what was lost in the mix of the mess... as the mind waits with reason of who's allowed beneath the surface... neva to compare but to let known the levels within that find emotion a raw untameable worth none the less... self lost out as self grew an understandin of who self is... n self, keeps this hush upon selfs lips...

jus u n i...

i wanna feel u touch me like ur neva gonna leave... open me up n cling to my need... as u reach in for the best of me... i jus wanna be me when u calm my neva endin dream... of u n i more than willin to share life... along side one an other as we jus cannot hide... wantin n damn near beggin for more i jus wanna lean in to u by my side... holdin on as if u were more than a part of my mind... it be nice to roll over n see ur face... as i look up n witness u givin a fuck to say my name... to feel u flush in the way we move as one in the same... physically reachin in to holes to ride my vibe tryin to get to u as we claim the fame...  feel me from the inside out lookin to find what it'll take to enjoy who u are... changin the course of the heart... becomin a believer in what is to come as a lost art... i jus wanna sit with u in a quiet room as friends knowin we could neva tear one an other apart... from the compassion that is to be set free... to the moments we loosen to the mood n jus be... it be u n me til the end as we breathe... as close as our comfort can accept a way of life together in a sense of forever when we meet...

when they comes...

theres gonna come a time when they swoop through... on the dip of comin back down, grabbin ur heart n puttin it to use... liftin u to a higher ground where the flood cant swallow u up n drown u out... a moment is comin to speak without a sound... ready to stay for more than a night findin u to bemore than expected... puttin hands in ur mix to feel life change as emotions become extended... where will u be as in who u are to accept times rearrangin the truth within u.?. when they come in to view to stand close for a mutual common realness to better what's been put on mute... its a comin in a click with times hands unable to wait another day... leavin everything you've known on the outside of luv to look in at what neva built up to the connection of tongues flippin names... as it's patience that will end the wait n get on with passion put on hold... neva to return to the loneliness that's over shadowed worth with the bitterness left to taste as we unfold... alone under the nights fallin til they redifine our willingness to play without the games... findin forever in what's left in a lifetime callin out to catch ur attention n seekin u beneath change... there's this person that'll come outta the corner of ur eye to show u they're not like everyone else... thing is, who are u to give what they have in store so they to are felt.?.

no chance...

what if the circumstances were different? what if no matter who we are, we're not hated for childish reasons... what if we actually were real. absent minds create seasonal hearts to the indifference feels. to set aside unique interests is to allow a thought to control morals on the run. what if we truly understood there's enough to go around to live on luv. what if hate was an angle of insecurities feed by classification. what if people were who they are n it be ok. being human means to survive in harmonies passion... what if (we), the whole fuckin race, gave a fuck to simply relate. there is no norm for everyone has a different version as we live to dream. what if we jus accepted that even within a specific culture or decent that we all have our own way. here, tryin to stay alive side by side as there's no true way to be. layin down the labels that confine us to neva wantin to see what this world hasta offer. what if we stood has who we are in our own n unaltered?

Stuck...

U ain't the only one that's been through some shit... Walkin around like everyone else is the same when it only makes u feed into the goofiness... Stuck in a mindset defeating n cheating yourself outta as chance to have what crawls through ur thoughts... Constantly takin shit n lookin for attention makin u fake as fuck... All bcuz ur the broken one unable to heal from the only u considered luv... Prolly still hung up on someone but worth it time as others cannot be seen pay ur time vision... We see u though, even if ur time u think is work more than ours as ur gone missin... Mentally done thinkin about the fear that haunts ur heart late at night... Blamin everyone but self knowin u only claim to be ur only friend... Yet in the mirror u can't look tourney in the eyes bcuz you've come to the silliness of the end... So when are u gonna live again n say oh well to self made lies.?. What silhouette is stuck in the images u hide that's keepin u from bein a witness to who an other bettering u back to fuckin life.?. It's ur life time rolls over on holdin nothin but a pillow as u find yourself alone wantin somethin puttin up a front... Talkin to the walls of all the same ol coldish bullshit u cannot seem to shake needs from wants... How long's it been since u felt someone feel u the way they want to be felt.?. Is it truly everyone else or can u finally realize we're all tryin to find a way to receive that emotional n physical help.?. While u sit by yourself with that same stare stuck on it face tellin everyone who you've become... Denial is a mutha fucka when it goin without what could make a difference here waitin on what could've already been... As perfect jus doesn't exist other than in a kiss... Who in the fuck are u waitin on.?. Sittin motionless not knowin where ur goin... We've all had a run of misfortune that lead us down a path... N there's more than a few who jus wanna move on away from their past... Yet, ur ok with bein stuck dreamin of fairytales jus like the next claim ur so fuckin different... Don't ever wonder why ur lonely bcuz it's u that cannot find a lil time to spend...

hidden corrections...

secrets living in the turn of the eye... hidden beneath the detection of lies... unheard n set aside so no one knows... the heart turned n wound up stiffening with the cold... stuffing untold truths in creases neva to be found... for the correction of self came about... lessons turned in to the learning of a friend made within... unrolling what needs to be known jus so time doesn't dim... comforted by the one we call mate... as words ramble when face to face... forgetting who we used to be due to there's no reason to go back... once we become human n shed gender speaking facts... the tender moments on hush tend to disappear as we open up each n every time... as memories reemerge from the rear of the mind...

the making of luv...

moods swinging from easy to rough... finely tuned to dug in to... feeling in on a term called luv... thrusts create the best moves... hips rotating on the dive... the plunge splashes in the depths... moans, panting from the what can not hide... pounding on the slide inserted with continuous reps... so what is it u wanna do.?. u wanna get busy or jump through hoops... childish games ain't my thing... id rather know if the compatibility is here in the liking of weeee... swing me a key that can get in at will... playing with the passion in ur will... falling into ur depths received as revived... looking in on the way u simply don't mind... devouring intimacy on levels luv is made... neva a moment too late... so who is it ur waiting on.?. where from here is ur norm going to find that cheer reborn.?. allowing the break through to get to u... getting loose enough to include who.?. naked n laid up in the after effects of the rush... exhaling in a moment wrapped up with the feel that fell... as ur secrets u tell... trusting the silence to neva speak into open air... going in on life with a friend as both play fair... causing ripples to reach the shores of the hearts crash... being sexually intensified by a tender grasp... moods teeter on the balance of swinging saloon doors when it comes to truths... breath taking a gasp jus to lean in to use... what is it u wanna find out.?. who's name would u luv to call out.?. waking to the comfort of them stuck to ur side... opened up deep inside as days turn to nights... to whom do u feel u wanna explode to the motion of us.?. with one thought, that they're a fuckin must.!. perfection jus doesn't exist unless ur the same way... a perfectionist that can't help but to stay... giving up all the things you've hidden this long... knowing there's no way to eva go wrong... do u have someone u haven't met yet here in life on ur mind.?. or are u willing to select one of the few jus like u tryin to find the time to acknowledge a sigh.?. going with the going down resets ur train of thought... who is it ur alone with easing ur way through a pause... as claws peel skin jus past the making of luv that gets carried away... i bet u don't even know their name... ur jus waiting on ur excuses to run out... going without... are u able to continue here looking at a chance to redefine ur understanding of the one.?. or are u numb.?.

thinkin, hmm...

roamin in ya head is the imagination of thoughts...  holdin back dreams held in behind the walls... feelin the escape from the same ol shit runnin away from luv... crazy as the legs spin the feelin isnt felt in the reach of the touch... hidden mindsets loosen the creativity unseen by reality... words neva speak the fear of realisms broken sanity... relations play to hard for the movin of on.... n im sittin here wonderin where in the fuck im goin...

i need a reason...

i keep running back n forth through my mind... chasing shit i have no control over as time slips away with the thought i hide... i get lost behind my eyes as they close for a better view... hung up on the drift dangling from a self made noose... wanting to be cut loose from aches n pains... restricted by ropes n chains... unlike a play date enjoyed to the feel of touch... in my head i run from luv... intertwined with being locked up away from the core... i lose myself every time i feel the need to want more... going at life alone... jus looking to go home... wrapped up in silence as the muted tone cant get out... hushed is the reasons neva to escape thy mouth... going in to quietly hide myself from what could do me in,,, seeking pleasure without emotions content... to self i stay for i know the type that feels me come to life... these are the things i speak not of bottled up inside... crossing over from the right side to the left is the images i carry in my wonder... looking for some kinda comfort from within instead of from yet again, a selfish luv'r... depths shut down as the mental awareness won't let u in... i know what it takes to rise to the points of the corners on my grin... worn on expressions are my secrets if i choose for my life to live... i jus haven't found a reason as to why i should even try... i stumble with the trip across the frontal lobe of neva wanting to say goodbye... as my cerebellum fumbles on the process to somehow come out n play fight... to find that goochie goo somewhere here roaming in the middle of life... in all honesty who in the fuck truly means what they say.?. bcuz i don't wanna wind back up here left with the flava of another familiar name... trapped in the deep where confusion luv's the grunts n moans... i sit with myself jus staring at my phone... afraid to be seen in the flesh... containing the feel i wanna feel in my very own chest...

The fit...

Tell me what it really is... Lets hear that raw intent... Lips ain't shit if they can't do more than taste ur fix... Swappin spit n slippin in on the mix of a kiss... Grindin with the movement of ya hips... No fuckin hints... Jus come with it n mean that shit... Don't fear what could insist that the feel exists... What's ur imagination depict.?. Where's ur thoughts live when they dig the fuck in.?. Ain't nothin better than emotion if u can learn to give... So, who's face is it in which u wanna sit... There's no need to lie about the way u want the flava of ya sip to drip... The way u rotate as ur body shifts... Say it like u truly feel how it opens u up with a rip... Goin tips in reachin for ya ribs... Splashin with laps tickled with licks... Who do u wanna grab in ya grips... Balled hands tightly squeezed into fists... With mits on skin for who do u wish.... As self as the gift... Speak or the flame will singe with a fizz... As the sizzle gets by ya not knowin they've been missed...

evadin things...

Luv, I missed it for I couldn't be tamed... They say I'm twisted n that's ok... I'm always doin a rib check to begin my day... Fightin off lips all up in my face... Felt physically bcuz that's all I'm willin to give... They say I need therapy due to the difference in the way I live... They want in emotionally, yet in here, that shit jus doesn't exist... To self stuck to the center of my cause... Mind fucked they claim I'm an insertation of raw... Knowin luv ain't the feel I need that exhausts... Wantin touch instead of uncorrected flaws... Expectations turn on pains flick of a switch... Goin under affections thumb as if a moanin twitch... Breakin affiliations rather than givin into a fix... Words play on the anticipation of meaningless jibs... Caught up in the roles as goofiness make no fuckin sense... Told the fool is ma for evadin things to fuckin intense... A tool is relations buildin a defense... Sold marriages is cool until the dividends become a separatin expense... Like neva tried to find me givin the doubt plucked from reason... Minds been redirected knowin truths of seasons... Livin life n goin down for the eatin... Lines gather letters expressin the leakin...

the show...

the good guy turned inside out... for the heartbeat to show its sound... flipped n opened up... once touched by luv... inner content laid before eyes that wonder... exposed by hunger... felt from the outside looking in... reversible skin... thinned n sinking beneath the feel... learning of what is real... fluctuating on the toss... going inward on the return with a loss... giving away the matters that make no sense... up goes self made defense... friends unrecognizable as strange... no more repeating of names... gave back to bottle up... lacking trust... needing to work on the hidden untold... digging in to the center fold... nude to relations caught off guard... opposing secrets roaming as chard... depths faking the return unhealed... bad gone worse set loose on heels... inner momentum gaining ground... slipping twisting homeward bound... reaching under the surface unfazed... pulling out truths to the changing of the face... emotions torched like a wild fire singed... seen in true form jus wanting to live... grabbing at life allowing it to be... afraid n drifting with the breeze... interior walls tell it all... reasoning with faults... flaws polished with facts... wondering of how long of the last... from the prior to the new... asking who is who... coming out to resemble appeal... again with the attempt to peel... removing the shell as eyes follow the show... tad bit more grown... the easy one rearranged by false encounters of a different kind... getting down in the middle of life... tearing away from the rotation of luv'rs... unwanted as jus another.... looking beyond the texture... witness to the pleasure... moving on with the release of needs... jus trying to fucking breathe... placed in hands clawing at the chest... wanting to feel the pulse of self's best... unnaturally reflected in a backwards sense of trading fames... lit by passions flame... waiting on time to remain unchanged... advantage on the balance of switching lanes... riding the thumps allowed to vibe... the marvelous one betrayed n awakened by the hype... ripped out so hidden intent has no riddles that define hope... falling in luv with the mysterious to cope... reclaimed by motions flow... listening to moans... 

In with the new...

Shivers jumpin from nerve to worth... Havin the effect to bring it the truth in words... Touched is the skin as goosebumps rise... The feel grunts a moan sending tingles up n down the spine... Ooh, the soothe n the way it rushes through the tissue... Deeper as it digs for the abuse... Comfortin the attachment at the point of contact is the cure... The freedom set loose is so pure... Fallin in to luv's hands wrapped up in space n time... Tilted on the teeter with the head to the side... Feelin a moment caressed beyond the ease of muscles relaxed... Hopin the mind can now stay intact...

the moment of solo...

a few yrs went in n neva came back around... spent they have nothing to show for words are muted at the mouth... silenced by the head shaking as the giggles feel the vibe... walking away was the better off calling out bye bye's... time flipped through days that vanished to the memory... looking for a different kinda remedy... a therapy to ease what's been done by life... the shit that happens is what it is... as nights now fall to sleep without so called friends missed... yet neva forgotten is the attempt to drag the wheels on the slide... there's a return policy that is irrefutable to the reasons of why... lonely comes a calling n its shunned upon... unwanted for what was is no longer carry's the same feel to the songs... emotionless moments demonstrated self rely's on truths defining lies... facts that rectify the coming n going of the imagination coming to life... as reality spun so fucking far outta control... all to myself within the walls of my home... solo riding with the dip diving in whats real... passions cracks have been sealed... the shift change formed my crooked lil smile... half cocked n loaded peeping denials... peeking face to face losing interest for there's none to give... i jus wanna live... there's n back swooped legs on the sitting of trying to stand erect... not once eva not giving the very best... through the darker place to a wiser mind willing only in a certain condition... no ones to go missing... so the luv fades with the need unwanted by fibs... walking in to the texture of unsettled lips... ripping loose the binds to pretend we're free... relations are understood by me... imma take u as u come n do accordingly as i know what to do... i lost track of things n reset my own tone now tuned... noise jus vibes depicting the rhythm of the hype... depths find shallow waters splashing for dear life... on the banks casting out bait as it take the pole every time...u want me.?. syke.!.

a few yrs went in n neva came back around... spent they have nothin to show for words are muted at the mouth... silenced by the head shakin as the giggles feel the vibe... walkin away was the better csllin out bye bye's... time flipped through days that vanished to the memory... lookin for a different kinda remedy... a therapy to ease what's been done by life... the shit that happens is what it is... as nights now fall to sleep without so called friends missed... yet neva forgotten is the attempt to drag the wheels on the slide... there's a return policy that is irrefutable to the reasons of why... lonely comes a callin n its shunned upon... unwanted for what was is no longer carrys the same feel to the songs... emotionless moments demonstrated self rely's on truths definin lies... facts that rectify the comin n goin of the imagination comin to life... as reality spun so fuckin far outta control... all to myself within the walls of my home... solo ridin with the dip divin in whats real... passions cracks have been sealed... the shift change formed my crooked lil smile... half cocked n loaded peepin denials... peekin face to face losin interest for there's none to give... i jus wanna live... theres n back swooped legs on the sittin of tryin to stand erect... not once eva not givin the very best... through the darker place to a wiser mind willin only in a certain condition... no ones to go missin... so the luv fades with the need unwanted by fibs... walkin in to the texture of unsettled lips... rippin loose the binds to pretend we're free... relations are understood by me... imma take u as u come n do accordingly as i know what to do... i lost track of things n reset my own tone now tuned... noise jus vibes depictin the rhythm of the hype... depths find shallow waters splashin for dear life... on the banks castin out bait as it take the pole every time...u want me.?. syke.!.

Used...

Broken off at the bend of the hips... Lost in the spin of the twist... Up, down, grindin deeply on the rotation... Stroked n sat on to feel the wrap squeeze past the limitations... Fuckin with an all out freak... Bent at the knees... Ridin the dick like a fuckin pro... Doin everything to cripple the toes... Straight takin every inch...  Shoved right in between the lips... Poundin a gitty-up poppin off getting it in... She said she can feel it in her ribs... Stretchin her anatomy goin the distance within... Hittin that tickle that cums for me again... Raw n felt fightin back from the bottom... Thrusts dig as in her head she thinks she's got him... Talkin that dirty shit that makes hormones explode... Filthy bitch likes it as she begs for mo... Enjoyin lookin down she chuckles with control... Knowin I hold the key in her lock unlockin her hole... Kinky, chokin type shit becoming one with the nerves... Listenin to her speak as she takes my girth... Touchin every lil crease as there's meat delt... In  a circular to a figure eight as her pussy melts... Wet n drippin down my balls... With every orgasm there's a pause... She got herself a nice cock to play with... As he found him somethin tight that grips... Smoothly penetratin the walls of he vagina... Both believin we've done went n fell in luv... Enjoyin lusts that cling to our bodies sweatin perfusely... Talking about, use me.!.

Wantin to be held...

I was talkin to pillow lost in it's comforting ways as it asked me when it was gonna be able to wear a lil lady's scent again... Said it missed the way I held it tougher when it wore a different smell... N I had to adjust myself to the muttering jus beneath it. N as I lifted it I heard the other pillow speak... As was trippin bcuz that one was pissed it got least out of the question... I watched them argue for a minute before I spoke up n had to agree... But I wasn't about to give them what they wanted sorry actin like that... Diggin over me.!. There ain't no need in all that as the silence helped me sleep... I can play this game with them for as long as I live for the comfy that came from that convo was jus me n them...

Who's left?

Are all the real ones truly gone? Or are they in hiding, waiting on someone worth them holding on? Are those who don't jus claim to be with it actually willing to be free? Or is it free had two meanings n they're tucked into empty dreams? Are they to interested in their own lives to even open up n luv? Becoming too independent n unable to feel they way they are touched? Where's the rare ones that haven't had a chance to meet someone with a head on their shoulders? Someone who ain't for the fuck shit n jus wants a friend who's arms is willing to hold her? Do they even look up in a crowd to see who's peeking in on a moment to meet? Is it they eyes their attention seeks n keep running into the same ol creeps? Are there any good ones left that could rearrange life n share some time to enjoy a good fooled life? Where can one find an individual that isn't too far gone in their own ways? One who can accept that life isn't gonna wait?  Is there anyone out there looking at me afraid that I'm too much n intimidating as fuck? As I take notice from time to time I believe for there isn't a need for any rush... Who's left that can hold their own n let shit be what it is? Does anyone use anything other than their lips? I'm jus wondering if there's anyone with an open mind that don't jus believe in jus anything they're told... Knowing there's things here that make no sense n can relate to finding a way to maintain before the heart catches the chill of the cold... 

Locatin intensions...

Hands open to feel... Wantin to touch somethin real... Feelin is a way of life... It's what plays out in the mind... Only to repeat if it is allowed... As fists don't wanna release what's been found... The grip alone is the tension squeezed a frustrations pluck... Nerves that land at the fingers that once claimed luv... Movin the body either way to locate intentions unknown til time wraps around the pulses sent as signals to accept or evade... Motion in progress is neva wrong if interest is chopped up in to percentages to stay or escape... Standin on the direction of balance as if runnin with or away from illusions due to the matter in believin n not wantin to admit the facts... To be felt isn't as easy as saying hey, I too am intact... All set in a laid out palm to enjoy the contact it arouses... As many go to bed at night to listen to the wars of soundless... Thickenin the want thinkin it's need as the craze hits hard n eases off on its own lil fraction to exist... Different sighs pitch opposing decimals as the end result will always n forever sit patiently upon a promisin lip...

A few things about me...

I'm a dreamer with a confined mind that's wide open... Unable to stop thinking about things that have no reason in where I'm goin... Found mentally without a release as the attempts of luv defined misfortune... I run around in my head chasin into the nowhere intertwined reachin for more use... Alone n collected with the wonder of where to go to rest somewhere home resides... The thoughts, the images, don't say enough the bring to life what's in the core of the mind... I'm trapped as free to live the way I please as idea of being able to relax the way I intend comes closer as the days appear in the sky... Reality was felt as if a switch was flipped n them turn off to remind me of the flicker in moments truth as I got with e program of me n seen the light... Findin no unwanted thoughts of gods at the end of any prayer I neva made... I think to much n it sets off a chasing effect reactin to my emotion that plays games with my heart as expressions changes upon my face... Weed is my balance as I toke on puffs inhaled to settle the overachiever who jus doesn't stop... As the creation of self is displayed in a relative way able to function at a slower pace thanks to a crop... Luv isn't like me without gettin along as no one knows what goes on in y head of the correction in a direction to findin properly... Jus wantin to live as I am no one's property...

no longer...

i felt it let go at the end of the purple rain... thinkin back on the its ok to release the bs from my very own heart,,, it was a bit much due to the joy that finally came from it was untamed... i freed it truth my truths of theres no reason to hold on n become a foolish work of art... sad yet so fulfillin i opened up n was no longer a fan... as the mind was made up to accept the after affects is the best place to be containin the feel of emotion that die n came back on a fuckin kickstart... she was no more as i was no longer insane... i left her like the other where the belonged with their so called charm...as oi can hear prince rid her off my backs carryin to much weight as we had to part...

bouncin on the dribble...

over there i went a lookin... n right here is where i wound up...as it came a callin. eyes changed n here i am... did this a few times over n got fed up tryin on luv... im not the same man... course went that way as away run faster than my patience had time... yet with the side step, spin, stiff arm, hurdle, n cut, i played in lusts... found game is the act of not playin games to get what was wanted again n again... unravelin the mind as correctin self made sense to come back as somethin to trust... goin one way home to not knowin where ive lived was worth the feel of becomin a man... there is where ive been as its been done n noted in the book of diddles with more to come as i will not hide... here from back then i made it as me standin on my own flaws as i learned a few things that went numb... no regrets nor credits need pointed out for exposure of ones own had a moment to open up n figure out what emotion truly was... now in the center of my life movin to the swing of things i loosen up jus bcuz i can... i felt the pain after fallin from the tip of the blade as i slid down the betrayal that introduced itself as mine... didnt see that one flippin at the jibs as i was damned... rolled up shop n it kept me from prolongin a come up i once had as more than my share of fun went n reached for a touch...... around the way i come back full circle on the spin that left the head rotatin from side to side... as im me wantin only one thing to understood before i hold a hand... im not a work in progress for ive came from a place i had to go to relate to the fluxuation between the heart n the thoughts that stir up old memories cut short as its ok to live as who it is as my one... bouncin on the dribble ive stuffed more holes than i wanna admit jus bcuz i cant remember all of them once we were done... it was a good ride n id like to keep things the way they are so let my past rest where it resides... if u can...

The confusion of luv from pain...

Love finds immaturities that will make one believe it isn't real... When in fact that's jus the way we tend to feel... For it's the end that causes this train of thought that comes in to play... The incompatibility is at fault which truly is an error giving face... Emotion knows nothin of the turn that rises from the depths... That's the minds job to know n act accordingly to the situation at its best... N break away from the after effects that affect the way we live... One u go in to relations n it doesn't work out it'll be as if u have nothin else left to give... It's a mental strategy that most think is a game... Yet if u were to think about it, it's the only way to play it safe... Lookin out for who we are is what we're in to as we're on the look out for a lil place called home... N no one wants to feel like their truly alone... So we take a chance to relate for a while... Some get it right n others lose thier smiles... Jus to find them in another set of eyes zooming in to react to us... Fallin all over in the middle of the rush... Last man standing mindsets is the reason behind a friend we cannot see... N it's a shame to think that trust is jus not free... Go all in without the proper amount of time to know who ur dealing with n love complicated itself with ur inability to reside with someone who'll neva leave... N this I can say is something that I do believe... We're selfish bcuz we're the only ones who can in fact love our lives... N the longer we go were only timing out of time to find that magical carpet ride... Luv itself knows no pain... So why I'm the fuck does it take the blame.?. You've endured n accepted the feel of an other wantin u in return... N jus bcuz we break away on our own doesn't mean it hasta hurt... People change like day chased by the night... Come is what relieves the release that we did luv them as will lost the fight... Yes it was what I thought it was as differences flipped a coin... It's all in the matter of where we're all goin...

Say what.?.

So u wanna sell me ur pitch on ur sexuality... With sex we haven't even had yet... Losin my respect for u at the matter of hands of individuality... Lol, when n where do I place my bet.?.  U give me no reason to trust u but I believe you'd be fun... N I have the time to spare at the looks of u... I can feed in to ur vanity as long as u don't want the motion of luv... U see, I'm a lil different n I know how to get what I want holdin interest as I actual have use... Yet, it's a mental game I cannot be defeated at... I was taught by the best n added my own lil touch thanks to my own mother... Reality isn't the same for u n I lookin at life from different perspectives as neither is a lie knowin facts... Versions very from luv'r to luv'r... The way u come is they way I accept the challenge for there is no win win jus bcuz we're not in the same page... That doesn't mean we can't relate without relations gettin in the way... It's friends or friends as luv'rs bcuz without the friendship we're jus fuckin n by all means if enjoy u to see where it goes as I can piece u in to my day... Now, what is it u had to say.?.

As happy as gay can be...

I have hay friends so does that make me gay.? I also have hay family members who went the other way... N it seems like I'm happy with myself so I must be gay... Yet I'm only attracted to my opposing sex as to me that is ok... Does it make me gay for being happy for someone who can be honest with themself.?. Bcuz I have a hard time understanding how to feel about the hate that is felt... Who's turn is it to worry about what other people do.?. If like to talk to them about the situation that's overdue... Seems gay people like race n ethnicity are different from the standard of life... As it's sad to down play someones existence bcuz they ain't the same as controlled minds... Am I gay but I accept people for who they are.?. I sure am happy for the ones I know that's found themselves in the mind n the heart...

Posing for attention...

Don't act like u are n ur not... You'll only bring the lights to ur individual spot... One undeserving as u remember words... Pretending to trusted bcuz u feel the message the hurts... Ur a poster n posses no credentials to the reason of poverties claim... As ur motions move to the catchiness of endless games... Jus bcuz u wanna be hood didn't mean that u are... What u need to do I washed that bs from ur heart... It's fake to cater to being cool when  being called ignorant offends u deep... Ur tryin to hard to be what u can only dream... Bcuz in the slums it's a come up way of life... Something much different to the choices u claim as u don't have a better chance to survive... It's a mental laziness not to better self as u jus wanna fit in where u can fake the fuck to get in... There's no respect on eyes watchin u come from the outside seeking a wild rights win... At the expense of a way u have no business reflecting as ur own... The hood for one is not ur home... As there's many different shades that camoflouge their way into down playing themselves jus bcuz pour is the way to be... Yeah, it's makes no sense to me either why you'd wanna not so n actually fuckin think... From where I'm from we work n hustle to get away from the struggle u only heart in music... As u n ur refusal to do more with what u have we havta become immune to it... Slapped in the face that ur from the other side wantin in to be accepted in to what u don't even realize for u it's jus a fad... Truth is ur jus a winey fuckin chump believing things are so fuckin bad... To us, ur a waste of time n u can kiss our azz... I hope u know we talk shit about u n we don't care if it makes u mad... Jus bcuz u feel it did not mean u are something u know nothing of... Bcuz when the shit breaks down, for the good of the hood there is no luv... U room n hide in rural n suburban areas so ur safe n sound... Stay in ur lane n find a new hobby as ur heads in the clouds...

I sit n I'm tired of thinking about it...

Sitting still with the passing time... Thinking to myself of the determination of what's a waste of life... What will wait to find some reason in makin worth somethin desired to touch.?. How do moments stack up to earning luv.?. I'm jus kicked back n I'm wondering if the better things I'm yet to enjoy will come from within... Seems everything I thought was good turned into jus another void as there was a vanishing of friends... As the thoughts clearly needs to focus on the clarification I've somehow missed... I found friendships ain't in their kiss nor the movement of names upon their very own lips... Things don't ever pan out n it has me in a constant wait... Then again it wasn't mentioned as it wasn't an option for my choice to turn on those I luv that added a fizzle to the flame... Those fuckin substances jus shows the ones I allow in my life are weaker than they've claimed... As my brain trips on what was lost along the way... I'm jus ready to live again yet, I do not know what to call out if I were to speak their name... It's like throwing echoes into the air n neva hearing the bounce for home has no walls... N I know it shouldn't but there's pieces of me that felt the collapse of feelin so small... That emotion is as crippling as 1, 2, 3... The process it takes to make it hard for someone to breathe... But I want a feel that won't go away as they cannot accept the fact patience is the key to a healthy mind... So I'm alone most of my days day dreaming of what it is to come along n free me from these thoughts in which I duck n dive... One being the irresistible notion that clings to the draw of a luv'r that eases u both jus the same... As in the other hand like ain't got no time to find a true purpose for the leap jumped into a mess due to being untamed... The third is goin as far as it'll go n not realizing the facts that lead the heart to the pain... Eyes seen it comin from jump but didn't care to be as selfish as to avoid what would eventually become a game... N I ponder on ways of the moment if it were to arouse my curiosity n jus let things be... Would it play out to the benefit of neva having to ever go without what appears to be an undercover dream..?. There's some shit that makes no sense to the thought patterns of those I connect with... Words have found a way to hold no truths in the definition in which they are spit... As I'm open to findin out for myself who it will be when they come a knocking... Knowing their face is the one I wanna see by the expression of actions understanding my end of relations with conditions of there no such thing as the separation of packing... So I quietly ramble with my playful tongue that twist the breaking point of syllables jus to get through so I know who it is I am... I'd rather be a human than a genderized man lookin at a woman n not a friend to stand by me on her side carrying on like a couple fools here talking about holy garsh damn.!.

full body...

i jus want ur hands.. slippery as they land... on me... a full body is what i need... applied to the feel i cant get enough of... only if fingers could talk... fuck anything else that interupts the glides slidin up the spine... we can get to all that other bs in a matter of time... gimme that irresistible way u dig in to me... work ur way down to the tenderness of my feet... im urs to show how u wanna reach out n touch me as if i were touchin u... comin through i such a way u cannot move... come on... time aint a thing once u get ur grope on... rub me down... help me her in the now... start at the shoulders n work ur way around until youve covered every inch... get it in... ease me way the fuck back... jus take ur time n make it last... do it so good i come up from a good deed done to flip roles as i begin to tease ur skin... softly with a caress thatll send chills through ur mindset... ooooh... i need a lil of u as fingertips fall in luv with the motion taken to please... ur body language is what i wanna read... as our bodies lay motionless... feelin the interest... n sighs moan to a grunt... givin one an other what we want... releasin the fact of the matter of who truly cares... tryin to not get stuck in a breathtakin stare... jus givin the time it takes to drag out the scene as eyes follow curves... as whispers speak the only words... jus try to hold off on the extra intent until were done... then we can have a different kinda fun... itll be funner when were relaxed... when we roll over n to lips wantin to had... movin to the way we slide with oils... to the end so fuckin loyal... as like minds grab ahold neva to let go... jus lay still n know... were more than luvrs... so come a lil closer... remove the frustration from ur face n lay on down... i wanna hear u make those sensual sounds... i got u if u got me... we can get it in n live in palms that lean... slip on in to ur comfort zone n shed ur clothes... i cant wait, truth be told... as theres nothin to fear here... jus the two of us remainin clear.. were jus gonna do each other... on top of the covers...  to help us remind each other of how an other can soothe the nod as the head rests... calmin the beat that rumbles in the chest... all i want is to find myself under dimmed lights feelin worth somethin to someone... under ur thumbs... goin all in as the ache cramps the squeeze in the hands excitment to be able to be the one who gets to know u... felt n feelin with the use... i have a spot the same as u do that could use a lil attention... n did i forget to mention... once were done things will move as slow as the stroke of right there get in to the muscles used... theres nothin to stop us as we theres only one rule... no one leaves until weve both find a way to misbehave... lets strip n bare our own to settle on down after a hard long day... im in... n im ready when u are so jus say when...

rollin on the floor...

u wanna have some fun n see where in the fuck time takes us.?. jus do what feels right n jus rip loose until our ribs hurt touch... theres so much more to encounter when life seems to give up on what everyone else thinks... n im down to find out how long my face will feel like its stuck lookin like a joker that cant breathe... we can be goofy n let go of the uptight bs that holds us back here in life... u wanna be who u truly are n get retarded as we act out whatever comes to mind... jus random shit that has no other purpose than to relate to the tickle we cannot resist... lookin like a couple of bafoons n jus not give a fuck as we break the silence... with one thought in mind n that is to enjoy the moments that tend to get away from a why so serious world... i could use a lil friendly inspiration chucklin back jus as gone as i am... as u find ur not the only one ate the fuck up jus wantin to say fuck it n giggle jus bcuz we can... do u wanna find yourself snilin for a bit for once without havin any strings attached.?. in the mood comin completely undone n feedin off each other somehow matched... id do it myself as i usually do but it be funner to collaborate with ur der der der set free... lets bust a gut until we wind up on our knees... jus bein who we naturally are lost mentally to the laughin as tears come from our eyes... im talkin goin all out n settin the feel to droppin the hammer on the funny bone jus doin the badoings to what we find... hehe, goochie goo... whatcha wanna do.?.

let em go...

patience run out like worth doesnt go both ways... when the rushin gets to movin they lose interest when they cant have it now... as time is needed u ask em to bare with u as even that fades to... guess givin someone a moment is to much to ask as life refuses to wait on whats been found... seems u cant be who u are no more bcuz they want more than they need... gimme gimme gimme the rush takes over n the ugly comes out... its like u cant be goin through somethin without em jumpin to emotions that get hurt for no reason at all... as expectations arent met in their own window of opportunity hearin their voice that gets ahead of itself due to the toned up sound... leavin the single life to call out the mysteries that fall from the mission becomin impossible n ur accused of the games.. findin the chuckle to the good life so far from realities grip as everyone claims to be real... put back with the others as if it take to long to get to what it is they feel they came for in the first place... as another friend jus stops with the courteousy as will loses its feel... n its more like somethin good to come was bein given a chance as it jus walks away... comin back to the thought of shuttin down creeps in to the movement that pauses the heart... with no need to get to know em well enough before u miss em as they disappear... n its ok to know u know they didnt have it in em to do their part... fallin through the cracks believin in the ways of others that took a piece of em when they left... like they aint neva needed a lil while to correct what they cannot see... findin self sittin alone again without someone to run to to have somethin to calm the nerves... lost is an understatment that wont allow u to be the one thing that makes u wanna be outside of all the wonderin dreams... as the turn spins n walks on through life without the gasoline as the fire died... cut from the line that held u on ur feet as u feel the wabble lean... realizin like wasnt what u thought it would be in a different set of eyes the assume u aint for the right thing... as its their own mind collapsin inward causin the disappointment to empty the release of an exhale that came to close for comforts deed... they always find a way to havta go as u let em do what it is they do... redirectin interest in the free time u have to enjoy a second to come out n play... theres things people do that confused the promise that wind up in the recyclin bin as unfair when u delete em from ur life... as theres nothin else to say...

what do u know if youve neva had to fight.?.

u ever had a foot on ur neck with support u coulda done more without it bein taken by straight fuckin greed.?. felt the way the courts stole from ur own pocket that coulda went to urs knowin the money aint goin to them.?. unable to find a way to give to them... u eva been caught up in relations u had gotten away from as u lost everything n found yourself with nowhere to go as u didnt wanna give anyone false hopes knowin u jus needed a lil help to get back up.?., then get hit with a garnishment that crippled ur chances due to everything u tried collapsed.nefore u... have u eva felt the bottom grab u as u put in the work to go nowhere as u lost faith in others to worried about them fuclin selves even though u were there for them... what of the friends that actually extended a hand n caught u jus before u fell too far to come back up for air.?. without bein impaired as others judged u for fibes from lips questioned ur character when they shouldve known better.?. u eva sat in an alley as close as u could to ur own flesh n blood n cried as even they were told lies as the situation was to much to explain why u lived in ur car.?. i bet u neva had ur fuckin heart ripped out sayin fuck the money it took to bounce back... have u eva shyd away from hurtin someone bcuz u were broken,,, jus faded away findin the gym as a place to shower so u can work... what about havin to depend on someone bcuz ur shit broke down n was too much to get fixed on top of what was goin on n in the due process of life bein fucked up that started out as a choice... one in which an other failed u as u gave everything u could to get at it as they turned into their own selfish ways... u eva luvd someone that connected with an addiction that tore ur life apart.?. knowin if they woulda stayed in their lane things woulda been so much fuckin different... then turned around n leaned in to some one else in a worse situation truly jus needin a friend as they too got attatched to the drugs u dispised... u dont know the half as youve neva felt urs lookin at u for answers doin everything u can as the other parent forgotten how to be their friend... takin the bunt of the resentment as ur name was slung into the gutter in which gladly gave u a place to sleep by a legal addict that was supposed to be lookin out for their own which was also urs... have u eva truly felt the fuckin struggle walkin the line as u refused to be broken.?. as the fight swung as every blow knocked u further n further back as those who claimed they luvd u pretended not to notice... knowin u jus needed a way to help yourself as only three doors came around to swing open as everyone else can go fuck off!!! do u know what the luv for ur own kids can do to u clawin at life unable to get ahead as the had to watch u fall apart from a distance bcuz the is unbareable to deal with the other parent that simply doesnt give a fuck to be a part of the kids lives when they had a need in havin someone who was there the way i tried to be... what do u know of 5 yrs havin to deal with the bs u normally would cut from ur life.?. i luv my three.. n the three that was there to give me a way for they defined real in my eyes... n now u know why i am the way i am n why i will not back the fuck down...

off in to the distance...

at it without the control of snatched reigns... kickin rocks n skippin moans so it doesnt change my face...

free handin life as im off to where i am to wind the up... standin still long enough to catch my breath once i bust...

i loosened the grip that held on too tight... bit my lip n it changed my fuckin life...

so yeah, i walk without that feelin of luv... theres only one way id wanna be touched...

due to i jus aint got it in me to bow ever again... i dont wanna meet my biggest fan...

im doin me n goin on about my way... n theres really nothin else to say...

things jus aint the same for the feel of relations jus aint what therye said to be... i gave up on findin someone who thinks like me...

my hesitations got fed up n ran outta patience... as i do not beleive in datin...

the checkin of tongues keep the honest fling from bein real... i dont trust it n i refuse to play as its me they try to steal...

theres no such thing as fate therefore my interest gave away the notion of how u feel i need to correspond... im too busy doin what i do to fall back in luvs ...

sorry follows that feel that redirects thoughts goin under the pain... friends neva last long enough to enjoy the distance fell too short jus before they decide to bang out n escape...

dont reach for i wont havta avoid ur feelings callin out... i dont wanna hear i luv u slip from ur mouth...

i jus wanna get along n jus wait for the end... without expectations of a so called friend...

my heart aint on the attempt for the shallow fill that dips in to stir shit up... theres nothin there after the motion surges from the ultimate rush...

time tends to unwind in another life where they simply do not exist... as the taste of a kiss isnt no more than the changin of flavors drippin from the lip...

im not in to the turn that separates the good times with that incision below the chin... to me, thats jus no fuckin way to live...

lemme be me on my way that away goin on about my merry way... time wont wait on me to reside where i am if i stay...

that let down jus isnt my thing... n no, i dont wear legal rings...

all i have to give to u is a moment to cherish ur desires needin that fix... if i aint what u thought i was u can always think differrently of me as jus another dick...

maybe thats jus who ive become... tuned in mentally to know using that emotional dig that tends to force a lil too much...

yet, ill allow u to get as close as to place ur hands upon me for ur own comfort from time to time... then i gotta go as i dont believe in the goodbye thatll eventually come as its me u wont like...

its a choice u have to face lookin at me bcuz i aint gonna wait around n waste what i have... i dont get attached n i truly dont wanna lie to u the way words do as i dont want u to be mad...

its jus nothin lasts forever so ive gotten used to bein alone... so fuckin far, far, far from home!!!

n i know im not the only one that felt the delusion break the mindset of trained beings... i jus wanna be me...

livin without the slammin doors that come from the hinges swing... findin the discomfort tryin to push me to my knees...

watchin one an other act like the other aint shit... i cant do it for its control is to me, a lil to childish...

n the sooner i can go the better off ill be... due to like has more impact than luv ever will with its constant need...

n i cant feel even the finest of tingles wantin to come back out n play... so please, u dont havta remember my face...

im jus here bcuz this is where weve met... as im afraid of that thing u wanna do as time spent...

even flowers die n lose the beauty they posses... this here no matter how u are, jus isnt meant...

im jus waitin on my time to curl up n go with the flow of the nevermore... dyin inside wantin my turn to become that note written as an endless chord...

when it exists...

its the scent in the breeze as u walk on by... how u give a lil chuckle when u see my face... as my eyes follow the imagination with u changin my life... say jus my name n watch me lip sync to the crackle of the flame... lit  for me to see the way ur boby curves around mine... so smooth to the feel life has on time opened up to u... im dazed by the smile the resides thats perfectly intact... its in the way tones go down beneath as whisper callin to me the way u do... ur that dip that splashes back... a gasp of somethin fresh enough to want over n over again... a softened emotion could neva lie to the heart when it comes to u... damn near reachin for i whats felt is the stroke of ur hand... gigglin to the way u toot... a beautiful sight of pure sensation is what u are... a piece of a connection without even bein touched... goin back n forth with our smart remarks... from lusts to likin the feel as crawlin up n under the attempt at luv... ur in the roll over come mornin with that look that drives me wild... as the hop skip to relieve yourself is quite cute if i must say... with that lil scoop tryin to hurry up as if it u were runnin a mile... jus to get back to me waitin for u to stay... thickenin up as if ur stuck to my hip holdin on... ur that endless feel of contentment goin the distance facin u know who... jus doin what ur doin... as u cant believe where here together as livin proof...

Something ain't right...

Times ticking n I can feel my chest... I won't be around till the end like I hoped but I'm doin my best... The feel of my heart at times aches n idk why... Yet as far as everyone knows I'm perfectly fine... Damn flutters tell me something ain't right ya know... Like I don't believe I have as many yrs left here as I jus wish they'd move slow... My pump skips as it's irregular at times... But I'm always alone so no one can see me cringe for my life... Mom's died at 48 n pops has 7 stints... What an I to do but I'm damn near as old as they were when chaos made em both flinch... As it's not this world I'm worried about leaving behind... It's my 3 that'll have go on without me the way I had to back in 99... Will I make it.?. Idk...b all I know is something ain't right n the shit has me thinkin my own...

The choice in which...

What addiction.?. What is it that had ur attention.?. That bad habit is hard ASF to break... What's the choice in which u luv to hate.?. The mutha fucka feels good huh.?. Like, what a rush.!. The way it finds u no matter where u are... What did it make u feel in ur heart.?. What sacrifice do u give to it.?. Wantin it in ur mits... U cater to the way it feels, admit it... Be real n gab at me from the jibs... It's got u... Consumed... Willin to give anything to have what u want... Huh.?. We all have one u know... In our own way it shows...

Mergin...

onward motion into the release we go... holdin on to nothin but whats real enough to know... hopin time doesnt return us to what we thought was home... that place we thought would neva allow us to feel alone... gone we flow... somewhere off to be whoa'd... to find what held us back no longer has its hold... short n sweet words find their way... as u n me merge lanes...

Pucker up...

There's only one display I wanna be seen as, n that's in the way u look at me... Best believe it's the eye contact speakin through emotions that connect as energy... As one sound will revert to the way my name sits on ur bottom lip... Swingin my feet n leanin in for the softness of ur kiss in which we cannot resist... Listenin for that tone to pucker up in a way we transform like into luv... N the way u feel me as we touch jus rushes with ur nerves thumpin with heartbeats that trust...

Open up...

If u don't crave the feel of good sex there's nothing I can do with u but turn u out... N if it good it's all u think I want for u I no use for luv is yet to be found... There's no reason I'd fuck u if u weren't a freak as getting it in takes it's turn in relations... The same as feelin a different kinda physical sense that goes through a process of elimination... Lame I can't do so yeah it's u if u wanna make luv... There's times for that shit just like there's moments to open up n fuck.!. If u can put the emotion on my tip as u slide down me that be fuckin great... I like the feel of passion slippin n slidin as ur pussy gets wet n wants to ride my face... Add in the touch of desire clingin to the heart n depths find the cure to I'm tryin to tell u... I don't want u unless u can loosen ya hips n grind on my use... There's more than jus bein friends if we were to come together n settle on the truth... I do have more dick than u need as it's not the only thing that can move... What's ur tongue for other than words.?. How does time exist without the full package of luv n worth.?. Half steppin laid out boundaries jus ain't no fuckin fun... I'mma tell u now jus so u know, for that lazy shit I ain't the one.!. Where's ur depths of knowin what in the fuck it takes to please someone.?. Bcuz if u don't have no rotation in ur groove consider me already done... U gotta fill the void in levels u prolly ain't neva too in to consideration to get ahold of somethin like me... As I call myself a thing until u get the point n open up to bein free... Don't try n lay there or have limits on the kinkier side of pleasure comin out... I don't need that kinda frustration to wind up at the end of a friendship tarin apart more than moanin sounds... u guess give to receive to revive yourself so u to can be pleased... As I like to begin with the lips til I do to my knees... Fulfillin fantasies n untold thoughts as if u want ur own to come true... As all the sexual content is a side attraction that forms a balance fallin in luv with u...

Jus as lost as u...

What is it I havta do.?. What'll it take to get me next to someone like u.?. If I spent the rest of my life doin what I could jus to be good to the way u move... How could I find myself put to ur use.?. I was jus wonderin if u were lookin for someone like me... Maybe if I said somethin other than some slick shit you'd know I'm not the type to eva wanna leave... Luv doesn't disattach the way lies does as others forget who it is you'd be... N there's no sense in bein fed soon to be lost dreams... It's a matter of who's turn could seem to arise the feel of ur longin soothe... N honestly I ain't nothin perfect but I'm the loyal faithful kind that finds comfort in knowin who's who... As I can say it's u I wanna get loose... When is ur gates gonna open as the passion that resides n willingly feel a truce.?. What'll it be that'll bring life to the way u breathe.?. Run me through ur thoughts the way I come n attempt to see who it is I'd be to u livin free... I'm jus curious to come face to face with u lookin at me... Findin more than what's expected flickin birds at this world n laughin at it on its beggin knees... Do I even have a chance to reach for ur hand with what I have to give.?. Or is it ur thinkin the same thing wantin that chuckle back in ya rib... I'd jus like to arouse ur intensions by lettin myself be known as I too jus wanna live... U see, like u, idk who it is that can hold my own heart with expressions unable to hide within that rare first to every fuckin desirable kiss... So who is it ur lookin for as u rest ur head behind closed doors.?. Could it be my face that's been missin as to get to knowin me is the wantin of more.?. I'm damn near goin deep to allow u to see I ain't like the others that's left ur emotions trampled on beneath their feet upon the floor... What will it take to get u to not waste anymore time n allow me to slip into ur core.?. No, idk if ur her jus the same as u don't know if Imma give life to that silhouette u seek... The only thing we could ever be is what u n I both call me... As time ticks into the unknown with passerbys diggin in to the feel in which we leak... How can I keep from runnin down ur fuckin cheek.?. I'm jus as lost as u are tryin to figure a way to get into a set of luv'n arms... If the direction found us standin still, would u believe it's u I don't eva wanna harm.?. Bcuz there's other things I'd rather do doin my part... How is it I'd get close enough to fall in to a collision that lands so smooth with the right amount of charm.?. As I won't force u to witness me comin from a place that seems to wanna know u... What would come from jus tellin the truth.?. What would make u wanna take notice in the way I come unglued ova u.?. Ssh, no, I'm not new to relations as I've already proven I can pull through... Yet I jus wanna know who is we'd become if we were to share life.?. Like, what would happen if we were to open our eyes.?. Jus take a moment to ramble n get to the meanin of what's on the mind... Givin in to a better reason of why.!.

Jus outta reach...

Far enough away touch isn't connected... Jus outta reach so a mutual understanding isn't debated... Inches from fingerprints able to feel emotion come to life... Tryin to find a reason to mingle in life... Held in sights before skin volunteers the soothe... At a distance that halts on the move... At a stand still holding off so abilities are known... Until intent is given a chance to be shown... At the point of impact without being groped... Even though if things go well playtime will explode... As the initial stance figures on the pros n cons... Physical isn't the only way to enjoy the relevance of the bond... Comin together to collide when the time is right... Landin upon the texture once the motion cannot hide... Right at the tips of fingers I wait... Say my name.!.

Only if we knew...

What would happen if outta the kindness of our hearts we spoiled em.?. Could it change the direction in which way they come knowin emotion is on the run.?. If we didn't entertain em do u think they'd stick around or leave.?. Bored, fallin away when they should be leanin in to ease the way they breathe... So good the treatment rips open the pretend version of wants... No longer talkin about luv but the interactions that complicate the reason of trust... Are they actually shallow themselves not able to come out n play with the realization of questions answered with motionless lips.?. When that feel concurs the sexual interaction as things switch... What is the possibilities that allow em to perform as they can actually function in relations away from the phoney shit.?. Ready to dig in to the flesh as motion holds the needed grip... If we were to reconcile before we get involved without the gimme gimme bs, who would we be.?. Think... What is it they want gettin close to the rush of a vanity ridden crush.?. N how much of em would we believe as their honesty felt our touch... Not wantin a fuckin thing... So they say, yet do we have different values on rings.?. What would come from givin respect instead of jumpin through the same ol loop holes... Is the difference in the angle of literal n metaphorical thrones.?. The end result still standin, how do we get there.?. How from here sittin still thinkin of somethin rare.?. Wantin for nothin n unaffected by terms n conditions thrown out the fuckin window... Would they remain the same if we unloaded intent to give em that comfort that isn't jus a sexual moan.?. When fillin their time, do I think it crosses their minds to take notice without fallin for someone who can do for em.?. A lil more than a lil sum sum that results in the presence of friends open to the feel of luv... Who is it they'd turn in to if we cherished em.?. When a word like, "like" were to come in to play n u enjoy em n for once have some fun.?. Are ya sure they won't flip scripts in the way life is too be lived... Will they get bored with us as lips are licked.?. findin the attraction the only thing worth havin around... Is the truth the only way to witness time unable to effect sound.?. Who will they be if we found it in us to make a move on their worth in our lives.?. With no need to hide, who would we be if they were what they said they were comin in to focus in between the lines unwritten by the hype.?. Do u think the mingle would turn out somewhat different if we found each other jus goin through life.?. In control of axtions n willin to feel the way the click understands first n foremost what it takes within the mental elements of the mind... Who's on the other end of effort takin place.?. N what would it be like to finally taste their name.?.

At war with choice...

We get stuck in a state of mind jus as u get caught in a way thinking... Losing hope in opposing genders as the opposite sex isn't a myth worth dreaming... Tired of the same ol bullshit we jus stop believing the way u feel free to give the fuck up... N all in all, all we ever want is for someone to open to the feel of us n actually fall in luv... Men don't find crazy attractive the same as u don't want no fuck boy climbing in ur bed... Yet with both sides shut the fuck down, who's gonna drop their guard n place a bet.?. Time has taught us how to grow up n give in to a more reasonable way of relations... As the moments it's taken women to get to the now we seem to be nothin but a figment in ur imagination... We sit alone wonderin where in the fuck she's at due to every night it's the same ol shit... As u hang around home drifting in the thought that all men are bigots... N as time gets behind the moments we take it seems we're running out of days... Lost riding solo pretending we ain't so lonely chasing the expressions upon our face... We both know we've bad decisions no one else can claim other than self if we were to deal the truth... That is once we're done being selfish n trust in someone so we can move forward with a better use... From the wall men can't climb to the door that opens for us to leave... A woman can't find comfort in a boy the way we can't find a friend in a lil girl who has wants over need... As the goin back n forth is jus as immature as the choices made that bring us to feelin let the fuck down... Listening to the passerbys goin unnoticed unable to hear their feet shift with sound... War has raged in the hearts of the abandoned n abused keepin emotions at bay... As we try to convince others we don't give a shit bcuz we ain't afraid... When in fact deep down in the depths we all know it's a fuckin lie... We all jus want one person even though we can't own them, to call mine...

speak to me...

stop me if u must, so i can correct me in which way i come... ive dealt with so many twisted fools n ive fallen outta luv... if u find me ahead of myself n ur truly not like the rest... its ok to speak up if its a place within me youd like to test... im jus one singled out man tired of the complications relations bestow upon me... i dont wanna give my all unless she fits in to my reality... time cannot tell u the tings i can n why i wont allow jus anyone in... n honestly, i dont know where youve been... im jus doin what i need to do to protect myself rom yet another failed attempt... as if hearts arent given as to theyre only lent... dont take me wrong for words are direct n to the point... theres more to me like there is u tryin to one day fill that fucked up lonely void... so if u must, if u think u have a side i aint neva seen... please, by all means, speak to me... i havent had anyone wanna get to know me as theyve all found themselves wantin what they could neva give... jus remember as im sure u already know, i jus wanna live...

the leave of absence...

friends of eras come n go... friends mean mothin as time moves slow... friends turn for their own selfish need. friends it one thing we can neva be... friends fall short of memories made... friends lose interest as faces fade... friends fall in luv n leave before promises are kept... friends aint around to feel how emotions are wept... friends tend to lie to stay in good graces... friends dont realize the lack of truths end fazes... friends come at different times all sayin th esame ol shit... friends are only around for a short time spent... friends claim to be the one n only... friends will eventually leave u feelin lonely... friends want that feel of somethin magic... friends cant resist the leave of absence... friends fulfill their own self luv... frineds dont know the meanin of like if it fell flush... friends tend to think expectations arent what hurts the feel of the mood... friends forget how to let friends be n live loose... friends lay flush until some else comes along... friends aint shit once pointin fingers have been done wrong... friends neva wanna go without u in their lives... yet friends, bail out every time...

the tender zone...

welcome to the tender zone...

where all ur hormones cum on the repeat of eva so close...

as nerves loosen to ya boundaries...

n legs shake as a finders fee...

 call it as u want...

here is where i get to diggin in to ya grub...

feelin the flow strip u of what youve known...

lettin go of all ur unused moans...

  a tko sort of speak as u find ya feel...

grip n wrap around the texture of somethin real...

from that gentle sooth to uncontrolled breathin...

in the mix of it be u ive been needin...

come on in to my world n get comfy...

as i show u a few things on how u neva thought youd want me...

makin time last so u can multiply ya own release...

i guarantee u my all as i left from my knees...

drippin from the way u dangle from my chin...

down on the rise of goin in..

this place in which youve stumbled upon isnt what u think...

bcuz its not jus about the way u leak...

i wanna feel u come undone...

grabbin at my head as u try to run...

its a satisyin technique thats open to the likings of u...

as ur able to free ur deepest truths...

either beggin for more or beggin for me to stop...

either way, to me, its fuckin hot...

watchin the way u retreat after talkin so much shit...

as i break u the fuck of with my tongue ticklin ya lips...

i jus wanna play with u til u cant get enough...

so youll cum again n wanna be touched...

felt n groped as natural intent over rides what weve been taught...

until the night gets away from us as we get lost...

with a lil one on one...

youll neva again feel alone...

as the advantage taken is a position in which we collide...

untamed n allowed to live life...

Grown is grown...

There isn't enough luv to go around if I don't like u... Like ur words given ur word I don't want like anything else from u... I can't feel u if u ain't on my level jus to keep it real... N I ain't tryin to relate to a thief lookin to change the way I feel... N even if u manage to understand it's ya actions that plays out behind my eyes... N there only way to get that look u seek upon the vanity on which u hide... I'm not new to this n I ain't on the whole jus gimme bullshit... There's jus not a depth reached within me willin to share with shallow minded lingerers attemptin any ol thing to get their fix... As the linings in my pockets do not have holes so there's no need to follow me around... If u listen you'll hear my patience come from my very own mouth... I ain't like anything you've ever known as so fuckin many claim to be different yet resemble the rest... Nah, I ain't willin to experience the selfishness shoved in to my chest... I don't have it in me as my time has past the motion of bein wasted... Even though u jus might be as delicious as bein tasted... No I'm not anything special to anyone but me... This I know for I've been to my the end n dangled on the edge of luv slippin from threads of my sleeve... I don't want none n I cannot give u what it is u think it is u wanna do... I set emotion aside n found the ability to see through thoughtless use... Let time fade n find yourself n stop pretendin ur not like everyone else... Maybe then I'll open up as it is ur face that is to be more than felt... Bcuz I ain't been shit to no one or even u thus this long so I know I ain't shit to fall in n be someone I ain't got it in me to be... I jus wanna be who it is I am without that silhouette in which u dream tryin to shadow over me... I'm already free n I'm unwillin to switch some shit up jus to go in reverse... Honesty could neva hurt unless u have to much self worth... To good for ur own good... As I'm doin exactly what I should... Lookin after the way I crack a smile n who is allowed to affect my stability... If u don't follow what it is i have to say maybe u truly haven't joined reality... There's a mindset that remains intact that mingles within the way we interact... N I'm jus speakin on the facts... Grown is grown as goofiness is a must to ease the fuck back... Now how ya like that.?.

crushin hard...

often more times than not the thought comes to me thinkin outside the box... what would i feel like to u beneath the way u reach for the likings of me as my fingers are crossed... am i wrong to have the interest of return jus to know if youd be willin to want the need of me under ur fingertips on the loose..? i seem to get  lost in the mental drift collectin what hasnt even happened as id luv to be the reason u open up to my silent truths... u dont know it but u seem to follow my daydreams from time to time as they lead me to u in my mind as if u take me for a ride... somehow ur presence is felt as if it were real enough to touch me as u guide my direction in life... as quiet as its kept i dont let it be known as youll prolly neva know i have this thing for u that keeps comin back around as u cross my endless mind...  n i wish i could release the energy u bring up from within that goes unsettled with the vibe as i let it pass through the cracks of my eyes openin themselves to the way i hade..

Judge not...

Knowing ones truths isn't a reason to judge... But to realize they've been where u haven't even imagined in their plunge. U wouldn't understand n prolly couldn't handle it any better due to the circumstances that exist... Minding their own beeswax yet u call them damaged...There's some that have strength beyond ur own understanding... Proving a point to self for u do not matter to their handlings. U have no clue n wouldn't know of the real struggles that they accept as their come up... Unaffected by the dribble off ya judgemental lips talking shit as they're a better human chanting here battta batta batta swing a batta contemplating th angle of ur own luv...

word...

Ur word is ur tone in which way u move... Flip it around n feel its froove... If u give it away n ur foot lifts from its set stomped to hold it down... Ur word ain't shit as when it falls from ur own filthy mouth ... A lil sum sum for ya mind to untangle any confusion this worlds taught u... For u havent a tongue worth tastin its ooz..  It's some old school shit u can't do anything with but accept... Bcuz it's some real shit as quietly as its kept...

i win...

at the top lookin down from luv i watched the ground rush up on me til it was too fuckin close... bouncin for yrs on the dribble of times life tryin orchestrate the addiction of emotions dose... found alleyways comfort a place to sleep once materials lost their shallow feel in my depths taken by force... felt a metaphorical foot stand on financial debates on how to come back up thrown into the gutter by the courts... thinkin in the middle of the mix of a way to rise to the condition of societies spoiled needs so the struggle would release me as i neva gave up... even looked in eyes i knew wasnt a friend a few times as it was to pass time peepin on the nudity set free to feel me full of lusts... as i spent more time workin jus to eat n snuggle a pillow in hotel rooms all due to i trusted passion that turned away with my mind as i gave chase... runnin out of real estate in my heart i went under the flow of such things pointin fingers callin names.. back then i figured it be worth the moment that took to fuckin long to stand back up without a way to go home... as the funny thing with that is it moved the whole foundation that resided somewhere i havent a clue to the longitude n latitude roamin alone... i felt my reality change on the switch of pain to the experiment that attempted to live agian... found i was jus tryin to return as self with a new twist which was inevitable as to who i was as a man... as i was resurrected the day my ties ran out n i nneded no one to pretend i had any meanin in their life... i stopped where i stood as i knew i found where it is i belonged n it was nice...  diddly dallyin with the flip of words from the tongue documentin the path yrs took to correct my mindset that fell to harsh lines frakin the feel of frustration misbehavin... back when luv didnt exist within peekin... out from the inner makings of what i allowed to come forth n be as at the time there was no escapin... n as i sit n tap on the truths i know it was me that defeated self as well as gained control of better things to come as currency was freed to cash in... i win.

Useless drift...

Dabbling in the depths as it comes around about the time of nights skies darkening n dropping drips of truths behind doors that lock in the silence of the mind speaking without sound... Ssh, there's a reason for the silence that's buried the feel of solo flowing comin to life behind the scenes unseen by the naked eyes bouncing to the hearts thumping pound... It's not that place in time one wills to be listening to the answers of the wrong questions that become the front line of protection of self lost in a room alone... Thinking, where that comfort went as it drifted into a memory stalled out in a waltz that went out for a stroll never to return as the expression of touch misplaced it's home... Wonders cross reference with the past to attempt the understanding that shit happens as time plays out with no warning of edging thoughts into a corners grip... As a smile cracks the face to a more complex vocabulary squeezing of ripples in between words that goes a lil something like fuck it... Lips can't kiss what's missed as there's no purpose to lay in a motionless snag hung up on what claimed to be luv... Promising exactly what the last one found before it became a ghost turning on passions movement jus wanting to live n let live as self comin out to play going numb jus gave up... So back to the confusion that rambles it's babble deep into the thickness of the long spent aches that wind it's way out of meaning absolutely nothing at all... Knowing there isn't a thing to gain wanting what didn't wanna stay as morning creeps in to remind the notion of worth that it's useless to contest the game so raw...

Without a her...

This pillow jus ain't workin tonight... Miss the presence of a woman at this point in my life... Only if lips could kiss... Damn it... Sometimes a fella jus wants to cuddle... Soft n subtle... Kinda like jus wrap someone up n feel em... The touch of it has my mind on the run... Jus gettin close enough to go mmm... Hmm. N find a convo worth talkin n lay down... Listening to the tone of their voices sound... The comfort of it is the shit... My mind for some reason is chasin it... Twisted n intertwined... I guess it's jus one of those nights... I can see me not getting any sleep... Thinking about hearing someone breathe... The way a body would snuggle up n all... Flush n rotating as a head lands on my chests pulse... In a moment to ease back n relax... I could go for a lil of that...