Dinners on me...

I'd luv to cook u dinner... Jus to see you smile... To show you I to can do a variety of things to... For a keepsake in your memories placed in your minds vile... You'd never havta do it all... I like laundry, call me crazy... Bcuz that's what I could be about you... Lil lady I'm far from lazy... Dishes ain't shit as if clean up my own mess as I go... Jus sit back n talk with me while we're keep the evening goin... I'm not shy n I'm not jumping in to any sexual intent... Yet I do wanna see you come early morn... There's things I'd like to share with you... So I could get to know someone of your imparticular kind... There's jus something in the way I feel when I think of you... N I can't find a reason not to see you into my life... So dinners on me if you'd take an offer you couldn't refuse... I'm jus me as I know how to take care of who it is you see... I don't need a trophy not a slave... Jus ear up n enjoy yourself n let's breathe... I jus need friend who is willing to eat with a lil chatter over the food on our plates... Life's gotten away in the single world at I know you can relate to the feeling of nights goin to bed alone... As I'm merely asking your interest in a moment to connect... I'm no chef but I can give you some flavor on my own... Yes, in you, I have interest...

Vanishing...

Lookin in on the man I find in the mirror that resembles me... Noticing his much he's grown away from dreams... With a state that says jus stay the fuck away... N I can tell he loves with a heart that was once tamed... Now wild n in the run he comes to me every time I walk by my reflection... Without words lies are seen through as real needs no notification... Tune is an there is as we meet bcuz there is no one in my life... Afraid of attachments due to I haven't got time to have anyone in the mind... So chatter mimics me in objects that shape my face...  I see me following myself every step of the way... I'm always there in another sense tailing along jus behind as if a collared dog... Walking at some points in multiples n then gone... Jumping  out to be seen in glass n chrome's visual taking on my features... To be invisible until the ripples of water settle on me as a water creature... As the creativity of being so alone find us separated by nights... But hey, that's jus my life... Chased to lay solo... Emotionless as the flow goes oh no... Realizing shadows even disappear when the lights go out... Lost n yet to be found...

Rub me...

Rub your eyes n look again... You'll notice me standing disoriented as a man... Witness to all I am as I'm jus a blur... Here one moment n gone the next like the wind blowing up dirt... Moving in to your line of sight... Distorting the visual affect to leave an image in your mind... A poof within a cloud... Appearing to be a thought sayin wow... Let your fingers move in a circular motion... Clearing away the debris causing so much commotion... Then take another gander n tell me what it is u see... Bcuz from the outside of the physic u can't see me... Tryin to focus on sexuality comin to life... Making your panties wet as your walls I climb... Imagine me in the darkness of a room... Where vision doesn't know what to do... As touch is the only thing known to please... Taking away the imagery of compiled dreams... Jus u n I without vanities that clutter intent... Finding two beings in true form ready to vent... Rub me out n I'll do more than watch u play... Bcuz there's a sound I'd luv to hear as u say my fucking name...

Left alone...

It hurts beyond words as a friend falls from fingertips... Unable to help them no matter what as they take a liking to a substance... The loss is something that will leave one standing alone in the middle of luv... To survive without the promises they still wish they could uphold as an addiction concurs trust... N I've heard life is better off if we could jus let go... To heal knowing there's nothing that can be done to salvage misplaced home... They lose control causing so much fucking pain... Chasing the source that ruins lives as it's then to blame... Going from having a life with living as dreams have been met... To resisting the urge to even think of prior memories that were one meant... The bs frustrates the emotion that clings to a friend from get go... Jus to walk away pleading with the heart never to turn around for self has been left alone...

The hidden poet...

It drifts without words as images move... Trying to listen in yet sounds go mute... It's the visual affect that pulls it from side to side... Some times it feels like I'm damn near losing my mind... Following daydreams as thoughts form shapes with everything eyes see... I've active it doesn't stop thinking nor leave me be... I jus want a moment from time to time do love can happen... One where I cannot hear it laughing... Chuckling nor tickled by it's vibe written out... There's things it needs to say as I refuse for it to use my mouth... As the imagery comes to life with letters so it can speak... I'm jus glad if I do bcuz I can't remember, not even it can remember thy dreams... Or maybe it holds them in to surprise me as if it's creative enough to make me smile... They are some things jotted down where I truly feel it's style... N I wish I could take credit for what comes from within... I'm jus along for the shit show that keeps coming from where I've been... N it finds pieces of me to express over n over again... Bits of hidden truths gathered to resemble a man... Going deep to dig canyons as if carving trenches to find the creases inside... Funny thing is, I jus wanna live my life... But letters energe n wait in line as rhymes chatter until released... Like the women of my past they jus wanna leave...

It's what they do...

It's when eyes meet the flesh like they're a part of the texture... Falling in with the sight of the most beautiful thing that gives so much pleasure... As to look away would be a waste for no other has ahold of the emotion coming to life... As sighs ease from the lungs to express the need of want jus to call them mine...  Taking a peek at their skin for it looks to feel so smooth... The heart knows no other could ever do the things they don't even mean to do... Answering a question like why me of all people are u drawn... Bcuz self cannot help the feeling of home vibing to the pulse that could never go wrong... It's the stare that locks in thoughts that delete all prior attempts to find some kinda joy... As saying they're name makes the tongue wanna move with their curves to fill a void... N to kiss their lips, life itself would never be the same... There's no way to ever refuse them as desires have been claimed...

The thought of you...

I've imagined your lips sliding down my shaft n off the tip on the head I don't know how many times... N the feel of it even though it's in my mind is something I'd like to have on a regular in my life... The way they wrap as you suck on me as my toes wiggle with the movement of hormones letting go... The warmth of your mouth with the usage of suck a soft tongue makes me wanna explode... I've came on the thought of you over n over again... In so many ways m position jus tryin to show you how a real dick can stroke you gripping at the hips with my item two hands... Only if the moans n pants that sounds of pleasure can live as we collide... Intent would find reason to repeat act of sexual lusts as down on you I'd dive... Licking on you the way my dreams awaken my horny as fuck... Imagining you in daydreams is a thing where emotion clings to the feel of expressions giving trust... I think about you on your knees as even I really a turn to look up at someone as edible as yourself... N all of truly wanna do is be that one person to bring your secrets a lil help... So they can be felt at will as if now to serve you the way I enjoy imagining you fucking the life outta me... Damn you make the rush so hard to breathe... Only if you knew the things we could do behind closed doors... Weed both find out limits thrown upon the floor... Sweating n rolling trying to take charge to show each other the satisfaction of being luv'rs... As heated breaths find the flesh upon necks as bodies hover... Tasting the effect of desire it in the open... Nude to being touched as not one word is failed to be mentioned... In a twisted game if bring it the fuck on... I fantasize over you as it's your presence worn... On me as I'd luv to be on you... I wanna experience the way you move...

Do as you're told...

Ssh... To your knees... Remain still... Breathe...
I'mma blindfold u... Tieing your hands behind your back...

Trust me... Submit to be had...
Silence is key... Unless you're told to speak... Yet u can moan at any time... I like the reactions from within that leak...
Hair pinned up... Ready, I see you intrigued... Enticed by the feel... I'mma use you as if it's you I need...
Now open your mouth... Easy so I can watch your lips stretch... Here come the tip of my cock... Taste it with your tongue as it rests...

Softly suck as I hold it still... As I jerk it until it's hard... Feel it grow... As your cum sucker is filled...
Stiff n hard I'mma thrust in n out... Fucking you face nice n slow... As far down your throat as I can reach... Gag for me as your throat is no longer alone...
Choke n gasp for air... I wanna see tears fall as I remove the blindfold from your eyes...

Looking up at my pleasure having my way... As you my dear are all mine...

Finding strokes faster to get me goin... I'll pull out to have a lil mercy... To show you who's in charge... Lifting you to your feet by tugging on your wrists... Not standing with you back to me as u now know I am large...

Giving you a spank to warm you azz... Sucking in the back of your neck... Fingers flowing withw the texture of your skin straight up your side... Jus taking my time to enjoy your flesh...

Griping your airwaves as the lack of oxygen gives you the feel of ownership... Falling in luv with master you surrender... Bent over the table so I can eat... Licking on your pretty lil pearl as I devour her...

Feeling you squirm as your juices begin to flow... Now strapping your feet to a bar so your legs cannot close... Wide open you wait with patience as I look at my toy... Cock solid fixated on the display shown...

Beautiful piece of azz staring me in the face... Raw n unclothed as you're naked n in the nude... A plaything jus wanting to excite the treasures I seek to bring to life... Your such a good girl as I slide inside of you...

One quick push to hear the way sound explodes... All the way in with force... Shut up n take it... You are my whore...

Mine until every last drip drains you dry... Brace yourself for I'm about to do it again... Yet harder than before... Your gonna feel me as a fucking man...

Pounding your sweet pussy as you beg for more... Hair being pulled... Balls slapping the rear of your thighs... Fucking you as if a wild bull...

Cum bitch so I can trigger your fantasies on the loose... There you go, boom... As I ease out from within your walls... Picking up a choker to claim you at your deepest thrill... I know your wanna be forced to fuck raw...

As your clit feels the tingle on my fingers... Holding a vibrator flush to you river as you squirt... Now do it again... Slapping the wiggle of your azz know your fucking worth...

Now shake... Lemme feel the way your limbs cannot stand... Walking you to the bed n laying you on your back... Restraining you just bcuz I can...

Hovering over you... Hands stroking my shaft... Jus so you can see what's about to cum on your face... Who owns you n do not hesitate collect my splash...

Landing on you from your chest to your eyes... Lick it, enjoy it... Give me a reason to want to do it again... Now take this dildo in your fucking slit...

Ramming n twisting your hormones to climax once twice three times as I go down...

Feeling you pulsate unable to take anymore... Jus lay there as I caress your body... Twitching, let's make a porn...

The final taps...

Emotions taking on the feel of what is to come... Wanting the for once to not to be the thrill prior to being done... Touching more than the physical sense of relations so luv can thrive... Joined in the weave of memories woven too tension alive... Hoping a friend to be made truly crazed the need to suck around n play... Getting to the depths to be seen n shown as expression never lie upon the face... Constantly reaching n giving more jus living life... Doing what to persons do as thoughts come to be a reality outside the mind... Landing a hand in everyday motions to assure one an other will never be alone... As passion takes its turn to fulfill the wait of home... New tremors send vibes to smiles that cling to interests that soothe... Selfish as unselfish can be the mingle tampers with the realness of use... Having a mindset that allows the connectivity to grow... For the heart itself is tired of the lonely bs as it roams... Finding the final taps trusted in hands that will never strangle the bond... Fresh n willing if intent can open up n respond... Loosening the tension to know there is no doubts found... Making every moment worth the mouth speaking with sound...

Can u hear me.?.

What are u doin.?. Are u smiling.?. Is life treating u ok.?. I wonder if there's anyone giving u the feels... Or if you're alone thinking about me... Living with the same thoughts in which only linger... Have u come to terms yourself.?. Do u know your lost.?. Or did u give up n settled for less.?. Where's your heart.?. Does your mind help it understand.?. Relate... I often wander in the middle of days... How u are.?. If u feel alive.... N u do know times getting away from us.!. Or do u realize u life would be different with me as it would be without me... Once you've held on the way I have.... To the thought... To the reason of why... Who's the image u seek.?. The silhouette... Zoom in on the face... Has it taken shape of anything that resembles me.?. Is there curiosity of who I truly am ever spark an interest.?. Damn... Am I losing the recognition.?. Have others ruined my chance to have a go around the one n only.?. Maybe you're strong enough not to be fazed... I don't know... I can only wait n see... Fuck... Here we go...

I tapped...

Being an emotional person hurts when u force yourself to be more mentally stable without the seasonal factor of trust that fucks everyone up... Seems happy has spurts of worth  that come from the core lookin for somethin reasonable as tolerances reading in between the lines where time literally becomes invisible... When u jus wanna feel someone to enjoy the texture it takes to sink in to passion as it's not jus a boom boom boom... Days brighten as night's rest somewhat done with the topsy pleasure of new to old scooting beds on the move across the room... It's like putting in the work is a full time job when it should come so naturally to instinct without interference... N crossing up the score leads to points everytime the mind unthaws to physically blink n poof the now is back when we take on a thought of appearance... Sexual attractions head the race as no one tends to figure a way to get comfy n jus change together as it's ok to remain the same... In which way two walk solo finding a friend that gets misplaced somewhere along a detour replacing names... What's so appealing about multiple luv'rs behind the scenes when fingers point on every direction yet bounce off of mirrors that laugh like not me mutha fucka... Really fr really real is the question I all myself the most for I cannot lie to self n dream as I am drifter with distractions that sound like tears crying the same ol bs pretending to be luva luva...

Alone in a room...

If we found ourselves alone... Sitting together in a room... Could hands resist the feel.?. Breaking barriers as they move... Would true intent shy away.?. Or open up to be known... Getting closer than sight has been able to do... As moans whisper sounds so fuckin grown... If no one else was anywhere near us... N we meet eye to eye... Connected in the drawing of hearts... Wanting pleasure to feed a selfish thought before it dies... What would the walls hear.?. Bouncing vibes that give back to nature takin its turn... What's the odds of seizing the moment.?. Before it passes us like a blur... What is it you'd wanna do with me.?. Listening to each other breathe... Wanting the crave to live at last... In to me is it possible for u to lean.?.

The what ifs.?.

What if alone wasn't so bad.?. Or going home isn't what we think.?. N if we die rollin solo... Having not found someone to share some time with... If in the end we live in solitude bcuz we were to in to ourselves... Would it be free.?. When the daylight has seen u for the last fucking time... If their face will be unseen in ur final moment... Are u prepared for the outcome.?. Can u grasp the reality in being with self behind closed doors... Never allowing an other to infiltrate the heart... If it becomes to late to feel the warmth of a body due to u are to stubborn n know better... If u never trust someone new...

Laying there as tears leak from eyes that waited a lifetime to go without... Who will u blame at the point of no return.?. With no one about to die within without u... What if it isn't such a bad thing.?. If there isn't anyone to leave torn to pieces... What would u have changed.?. Who could u have been.?. If u woke up before the final ticks let go... What definition of free would u carry in ur mind.?. Is being left be ur version of sanity.?. If u chose something other than what you've decided was best... As the enjoyment should've changed ur story... Is the what ifs gonna haunt u the closer u get to the lowering of the dismissal of life.?. Who was ur friend.?. Or do u have the courage to open back up n find happiness prior to throwing away all the good that still lingers clinging to luv.?. Ask yourself, it's not like u can lie...

Killing time...

Someone is wanting someone else who is wanting you as you want someone else who wants someone else... N no one can turn around n see who's wanting to be seen bcuz we're afraid of missing or chance to show them emotion can truly be felt... Each taking part in the balance of wtf when u actually step back n look at the fiasco paying out... Once our minds has regained consciousness relations tend to make more sense when the mental aspect is found... Watching the herd of luv crazed maniacs not like no one but self as the claim to be what one an other had been missing... It's funny how when observed people aren't what they say they are as ends of something so fucking great finds means to part as tongues get to twisting... Then right back in for another round of pain n pleasure as the feel for them both are a necessity to play with at will... Friends is only a word when the mic stirs that raw sense of real coins to the rib n has been ripped from the makings of the thrill... Idk, maybe it's jus my mind that sees things differently apposed to jus goin with the same ol flow... In n then out after the tenderness wears off like weight from being depressed all bcuz mutha fucka can't be grown.!.

Let em go...

There's things they'll tell u after the fact.. being their biggest fuckin mistake... Knowing it was them who dropped the ball... As thier expressions is smiling n lookin at u face to face... Rambling so the hurt settles in before their eyes.... Losing all feeling of a promise made to be a lie... Worried only about self goin from one to the next... Talking a while lotta shit jus to put u down... So they can move on without u wanting them bcuz they don't wanna feel guilty like u ain't enough of an adult to sushi sounds... Bcuz they know they've crossed lines they cannot deal with lookin back in our direction... As from their own memories there is no protection... Once they've changed their minds like it was us that turned them away... They never meant what they said when they claimed they weren't afraid... Having to watch them Getty up n ride off back into life... They don't care to keep shit upfront until they've come along someone else n have new ties... Jus step as the case will elevate with the stairs to get to where you're accepted for who u are... There's no point in fuckin with immaturities as a so called friend that's supposed to have been honest off rip goin on for dinner time jus so they can live in our heart... Don't listen to them tare u the fuck apart when they can't keep honest intent out in the open... Jus stop hoping...

By choice...

In my moment of solitude here in the middle of life I sit with the interests wanting to get tangle up on the nude... Moving from side to side to avoid the attachments they all say I'm the type they wanna put to use... As I to know the feeling of having that one person u simply cannot go without... Pouring precious life out to be seen in rare form as luv around likes surround... Remembering the faces that's changed to find the look that drives us fuckin insane... Free n removing words that can't seen too be found exchanging names... Yeah, they all say they're different the same way I know I am not the same... In my chance to think I have no limits to set on flames... It's jus me in my own ability to makes a choice... That is if my luv wants to live n make some noise...

Looking at self the way others do...

Jus lemme know when your ready to break free from what it is u have goin on... If you'd like to take a moment to get to know me when you've been able to do what it is u need to get done... I'mma go do what it is I do n see where life goes n not pay u no mind... Still active in the whereabouts jus in case... Yet, I have a life I need to attend to on my own... I seen what u seek as I seem to wanna live a glimpse even if it is jus a peek... To see the display that ain't afraid to look me in the eyes n get lost... Do what u feel u need to bcuz I'm not bugging... I might be waiting from time to time if I'm alone but I'm over here in my lane... Minding my own hoping there years don't go by to me finding what it is u have in ur mind... U see, I'm jus me... Living n doin whatever there is to do... Around the way if u ever get the thought of yours truly...

It's whatever will be...

Still standing... Waiting on that friend to come walking by... Not being able to look away... Entertaining a new addition to life... Awaiting is patience of who may not take a stroll after all... Hurry one too many times... Drifted... As until then the walls will be climbed...  Knowing alone is the possibility... Officially solo dismissing time in regards to luv is in the mind... For emotion builds a nest to grow with a lil tlc... Until the day I die... I wait... I correct... I know it can go either way... Considering what's best... Mature n to the point of no return... Feeling me pulsate in my fuckin chest... Ok with living in my own... At least my best friend is with me n was worth the moment to invest... So lonely isn't an option... Having no real time for guests... Truth be told, it's whatever will be... But the thought of it is glorifying none the less... To feel someone come undone... I'm jus saying it be fuckin nice to grab some grips...  Loosening up n listening to steps goin side by side... As the rhymes slip...

Clinging to me...

I wanna say something but I don't know how... Words somehow on one topic jus cannot be found... Finding a tear each time thoughts descend from my eye... The left side to be exact as it pauses my life... N I'm afraid it won't come out the way it's truly felt... That maybe if I choose the wrong syllables the delivery will continue to be lost within self... I'd like to be able to express the movement that rides butterflies deep inside... As I know if I can help a real friend out, it'll never be a lie... Yet when I try to focus my mind shuts down... Heart turns on the spin of around... For there's one thing I simply need to let free... Its jus it's become a special part of me... N I can feel it hide every time I wanna clear my thoughts... Digging in to the creases that tuck telling me to get lost... That it's home n it's staying no matter what... I guess it's forever on the hush...

Waiting on her...

Listening to voices chatter as near seems so far away... Interests call out from different directions as I hear my name... Wanting to give in to whispers upon my neck so I too can find it in me to care... Emotions stand on reserve as if soldiers ready for war awaiting something rare... I feel them willing to cling if I'd jus give in... Yet there's pieces of me that that cannot be felt in my rib... Depths that need a certain kinda vibe to pulsate the core... As I witness attractions craving to be touched as they'd never be a bore... The sounds that close in that have been set to the side talk to me somehow... Taking on tone to come to life to become that wow... Feeling the beginning hesitate on the lip the mind steps up to the plate... Curious to the intent on why they wanna change my life once more with their own gain... Thoughts struggle to convince me to confide on more personal level of relations... Tuning in to the show to see how many years it'll run until it reruns the same ol situation... Life with a friend landing simultaneously has no fear when it comes to luv... Like controls the attempt to gather the nerve getting closer than flush... Yet I'm alert without arrogance for I've remained humble up until now... Going back in forth with the creativity on how I'd be proud... Letting jus one in to find a world forever reinvented as passion builds for good purpose... All in for respects that I'm done with luv'rs who walk away to leave me feeling worthless...

Often...

I often wonder what it feels like to step into relations with someone who truly cares... Without the sexual attention to apply pressure making the situation unfair... Jus been able to enjoy someone for who they are... Taking a ride on the emotion that never comes apart... My mind wanders as my legs move through life... Looking around every so often trying to see others coming from beneath their vanity in plain sight... N I think to myself of what it would be like to share a moment that could last... Touching what matters as a friend that came along n have be a reason to believe in passions stash... As more times than often I notice details that I know I won't do well with... So the turning away finds truths in words where honesty eases back n expresses what the tongue flips... Thoughts linger when I'm alone as it's quite often I am with self... Like who is it that feels the same way I do n can relate to a man wanting someone who wants to be felt.?.  Laughing bcuz life is better with them than without so the best of both worlds give insert the conditions of unconditional... Luv... Where does it exist without being temperamental.?. When sighs often sit still long enough to watch a sunset fade outta sight... Unlocking the creation of the hype as doors open to welcome hope inside... I ponder po the possibilities that I go without... Knowing I seriously refused to chose this route...

False advertising...

They clean up well when they become someone else... They can't seem to present the world as self... Goin under the war paint that brings them to life... Silly lil unconfident females jus wanna truck your mind... Wanting to be more than who they actually are... Applying a new face n playing the part... Average females pretending to look prettier than who they truly see in the mirror... Tryin to cover up natural beauty that gives them fear... Unable to accept real men do not want the immaturities that come with a show... As they hide beneath the colors giving moans... Afraid of what others will think of they ever saw them in true form... Without the fakeness that makes them appear like the do porn... It's false advertising to be so shallow in depths... For once it's washed off the they ain't as glamorous in the flesh... Yet basic is good bcuz it is what none of them can ever be... To worried about being wanted by others who don't give a fuck of their needs... Feeding in to the sexuality trying to capture eyes... For self righteous serenity to love a lie... Accepted not for who they are but what the visual makes them out to be... Forever enslaved in brutal minds never to be free... Masks like mims that don't talk quite like a woman should... To over confident with the smear that flows with her looks... Yet catch her in rare form outta the shower n then tell her what u really think... She won't believe u bcuz her thoughts have been corrupted by societies ways to please...

One day...

I wanna luv someone... I jus don't know who it is... Even though my thoughts fall apart tryin to figure it out... As the only thing I feel is a tender pair of lips... They touch my skin without a face to take definition in tones... Shapeless in form I wanna trust a friend... I jus can't tell which one of u she is... It is it u jus bein yourself.?. I forget but I know it's a feeling that'll neva end... Getting cheesy with happy endings living the cliche... I'd luv to feel her pressed against me... Enjoying the affection bounce within me like a ricochet... Pinball machine shook from interest to play for free... One day she'll know my name... N the sound will walk my spine into a rhythm wanting to move... I want life to come out into the wild of emotion reasoning with the rush... Not having to speak of who is who...

In n outs...

I ran so far in to emotion I found myself lookin back at me in a mirror wondering wtf happened... I got lost jus past the moment I lost my mind to the passion that took over like a drug that made the mood saddened... Looking for the next go around fading in to an other to forget yet it never worked... The discovery of luv'n two people at once confused the heart n tore the rankings of the rathered one to undeniably show worth... Deep into the forbidden chaos pretty became beautiful as wrongs weren't seen... Shit came right back at me in a different way in which it left my dreams for what is now the unwanted reality... Goin sleepless beyond limits to assure smiles were felt as something truly good... Separation anxiety rolled in pain for self misplaced what should've neva been shook... Once the head lost the tilt goin to the side all out war within imploded with the acknowledgement that relations to others was nothin more than games... Tickling the sides like food for thought that I was thrown away.... In luv with the memories that I've lived within someone so special as I walked as far as I can gitty up... I'm alive n waiting once again under the same skies shared for eyes to drift... One day I'm goin under again n I do not know the face that will spring me free with a nice set of lips...

A moment of Truth...

I don't wanna be that high that I become ur hero... The descent would go into the negative well past zero... Come the fuck down from your cloud n register some real shit... I'll lift the elevation of living from my end callin dibs... Eye to eye feeling on a level humbled of musts... Jus don't misguide my misle... The whistle on the walk away won't mind unattatching from restraints in for no good pretending to be luv... Doit, like a single drip that finds sound goin home... I jus don't wanna be made out to be more than I am driven as if a drone... Calm it a few notches below the full package all at once bs n relations can sway... That is if you truly wanna hear my voice repeat your very name... Apart at the seams comin lose to tangle up in thoughts as we are born... Damn near begging for more, more, more....

Who ain't shit.?.

Catching chuckles in between words that express I ain't shit... Yet it's after the fact of being there for others that end... when I refuse to feed in n give I'm not for the right thing... Selfish females it funny to test the truths then turn around n claim themselves to be a friend... N it's one after an other that cling to the gimme gimme at they fall to realize the time out... Taking about u got a big dick n you're cute but u ain't shit... N they wonder why I stopped the chaos due to lose lips that lie to get their way... Resulting in the one thing I don't like to call them as the tension in my mind a healed bitch... 

On the move...

There's no point in missing them for they do not miss us... They've done went n taken us out of the mixture of luv... Let em go bcuz it's not then hurting u it's ourselves... Wanting something that ended sooner than wants found need in them felt... Gotta stop back n return to who we were prior to the moment to hold off for a lil while... If the memories that remember the feel n the images left behind so we can look in the past from time to time n smile... Yeah it sucks but there's plenty of life to live n we cannot help they refuse to see what they mean to the individual setting the emotion in the sunset n walking away... They saved themselves n it's not as selfish as it seems for we all have a face in the mirror to claim... Release the rehearsals n fade into the past knowing character remains humble for a better chance... Loosen up n undertone from the fiasco that turned life upside down bringing truths to the surface so we can correct or own desires enhanced... On with the move step with time onwards towards the main course still in it's way... Hats only hang when not worn like the joy n pain that coexists in between strangers no longer the same...

As the saxophone plays...

If I were right what would that make you? How would your mood welcome the atmosphere in the room? Is it possible for you to be as wrong as your own interactions in your so long goodbye past? Be real with me and keep the power points to yourself for it's the corks that last. The detail in the design of luv surfacing an offering worth the stipulations we all deal with. Are you a thief that's in to relations for self wanting to convince me of false wits? Tell me what you wanna be accountable for ahead of the matter to come so u and I can have a chance to come to life. Reason has a choice if it were me backing off to be as honest as possible or being along for the ride. Feel me out and know in which way I wanna witness you as the one. Fuck what was!!!

Freelance...

Bypassing thoughts that have already come to mind... Like the matrix moving with the reasons limbo'd out I'm laid on paper that is white... What is it that I haven't said that could bring yet another piece of me to life.?. Listening to the way reigns are clinched to free so free expressions can find a metaphorical light... To live outside the gathering of situations saturated in the leakage taking place... Ozzing into the line of sight in the form of relativity of exchanging claims... Rested n overrated to even touch the tongue sounds finds the capability to escape... As interest in what to talk of raises the bar of intelligence aware that I need not be afraid... Allowing different ways rhymes come in clutch as letters take the wheel... Rolling from the compromise that doesn't exist for answering an other I do not feel... Freedom comes from my inner walls thickened n wiser than prior writings jus as real... N the attachments have been kept in the distance required to properly come to terms with the way syllables are erected as if steel...

Too soon...

Noticed n taken into consideration... Giving thought to the expression from an emotional standpoint in a sense of admiration... Eyes fluctuate with the belief of the coming wondering which way the going is to flow once minds actually meet... Holding off the emotional aspect of strangers wanting more than earned still in luv with fantasies... Living free as self no matter what lines need trampled on for time gets wasted giving in to see others way of life... Faces emerge demanding the opening to move hinges so what's known is the placements of knives... The quicker in the simpler the drift will be for depths to replace the thrill... Not lasting as long as one would want to entertain free will... Taking passion from within n replacing it with the pain... Not once caring of a so called friend that's been overlooked due to selfish needs want more to gain... Intimidating truths feeling the rush that never lasts... Staying is a phase when moments don't ease in to the texture so real beneath masks... New arrivals from someone else's twist gather an interest to become motion upon lips... Driving hormones to awaken in the middle of the sucking of a kiss... Moving too fast for comfort knowing it'll be over soon if the person within isn't known... Results linger like foes attempting to get under the nerves to use for show... Played to be the bad guy one loses control of character deliberately provoked... Changing the mind quite rapidly to switch moods back to a single status like returning home... The coming out reaches to be touched with the hurrying to be luv'd... Jus going with the gullible to believe they won't get crushed... What fun to go around and around like a tongue on a clit... Until the mouth dries out n one loses the moisturized spit...

It didn't fit...

I tried on luv n it didn't luv me back... Even watched time stand still as it damn near gave me a heart attack...
Seems I fed in to others willing to lie... As they now are forbidden to roam my mind...
I felt the ways relations jus are not fare... N know for a fact that something real is so fuckin rare...
Moments alone have changed the mindset of this world on it's knees... Looking up at the same time of looking down on me...
There's resistance as boundaries have limits no one can cross... N I found out the hard way as possessions were lost...
They become someone else that jus couldn't pull themselves together... Wondering why I cut the cord so I can breathe as I now shy away from luv'rs...
I opened up the way they say they'd luv to find someone who gave them proof... Thing is, tongues gather words not acting on what needs to be put to use...

Selfish is what I've come to learn of the passion that hides behind eyes... As it's always someone else that gets the better of those quiet lil sighs...

Idkwtf happened...

She came out nowhere n changed my mind... N if I were to be honest, there were some good ones in line... It was jus the way things clicked that caught my attention... Seeing sights on more than her curved dimensions... I seen through her as if I was looking in my own fucking eyes... Found her standing within herself waiting for me to come in to her life... Only if u could've seen the way passion reached for me... How it felt to live in the moment with her clinging to her dreams... I didn't see get coming... N I sure in the fuck didn't take off running... We have in in an instant where we knew we'd never be the same... As our monsters provoked every moment to lean in to lips extending from the face... N as she went back to the crowd in which she came from I felt a friend disown what it was we found... As laughs were replaced with the silence that still has no sound... If I could I'd wish to know how someone can open up the way we did for the times were came to share were by far meant more than any other til then... I didn't know she'd leave as I became the stranger she met way back when...

Reloading...

I remember back when it felt like I found it for once... Shit fell short of promises as emotions began to run... Trampling on the trust to get loose from the hectic words that took me by surprise... I never thought from a friend I'd wanna tuck myself in to the creases of life n hide... Yet the pain that comes from an empty heart that cannot be filled will tare anyone apart... Making the belief in relations truly hard... Yeah I think back here n there to remind myself not to jump in no more... To watch for triggers that clamp down on to attachments waiting to feel their way around behind closed doors... No one can trust sex as it is... N the best thing known is worth comin out to play with the movement of lips... But if considerations was taken luv wouldn't be do difficult to find... If real existed I'd be in the arms of a woman that I cannot get outta my mind... As what was is no more n acceptance performs is duties to move on... Still fuckin the visions that play out so beautifully in my dreams... Coming back to reality as it's jus me kept safe n far from the dismissal of emotions I jus do not need... I purposely go with thoughts to kill the feel that have up on this side of the attraction that's didn't even wanna fuck... Those in the past that still linger in life lost me walking away so I would've become numb... I've reconciled with worth a few times n it's always can't back to me looking forward to who might come along... Rinsed n cleansed of an others impact the was allowed as self has been corrected back to raw... Feeling nada after the bounce settled nerves finding the tickle that helps... In my own lane with no reason to show nor tell...

Unless...

I don't want bad unless it's in a good way... As a bitch isn't needed in the replacement of a woman... Tongues have no reason to vulgarly change names... That is unless she's playfully jibbering at the gums jus wanting to have a lil fun... I jus don't have one of those moods to deal with the twist that overwhelmes the heart... Acting crazy is not enjoyable unless it's involved sheets... Couches, tables, counters n taring the fucking house up needing no harm... I have no use for a female that cannot understand the balance that plays with maturities n knowing how to act beyond the bedroom doors needs... 

I will not lie, I won't...

It's the texture of your skin that turns me on... N I will not lie, I wanna taste u as if we were filming a porn... To see if I can get your pigmentation in my mouth... Tieing you to your orgasms that make the most beautiful sounds... As it's the physical presence that had me hard... Willing to put in the time to please a few moans that slip into the known racing with the heart... You're sexy as fuck n I'm not stressing to tell it like it is... I'd like to have you sliding in my tongue somewhere in between where u sit n me trying to get to your hands pulling my head into a grip... FaceTime n luv'n the fact you spread your legs for a lil of me... Getting lost tight up the middle of the smoothness trimmed set free... N yes I do imagine the way your silence of broken behind closed doors... As I'm down in my knees rolling with the flow that pours... Dirty lil secrets of what I wanna listen to come from within as you give in n give the pussy up... I wanna drive you past the point of insanity where you crave the sensation of being touched... As it's what I see with my own eyes that draws me closer than sight can witness u breathe... I seriously wanna dig in to your fuckin dreams n show your wants what it is u truly need... Going beyond expectations jus to feel the way you cum... I won't lie about it n I damn sure ain't gonna go without telling you it's you I'd luv to fuck...

Partially complete...

Corrupted by passion that turned in to pain... Best friends faces always seem to change... Left with a feel that stops the heart... Jus after the moment of being everything good to chrispy n chard... Shattered emotions eventually heal after the break... N others don't understand why it's so hard to open up to their terms n condition of a false fate... Goin from one luv to the next... Claiming every new go around is the ultimate best... So out there anyone has a chance... N then get lost when they lose their biggest fan... The hurry n tears are self inflicted by choice... Jus wanting to be felt by something other than that aching void... As life changes realities like pages flip for ink to spill... Damn near becoming words telling a story that repeats from pure will... Digging in to find a friend that gets self like no other... Yet on board with being more than jus the average luv'r... Life moves as shape shifters lose interest in seriously wants that plead... Willing to please for a while until the ride isn't as honest as they lead us to believe... Drowing as a metaphor does to exaggerate purpose... Forgetting people come n go until one sucks around long enough so feelings aren't so worthless... Holding mirrors accountable so eyes cannot hide the twist gained to become more... Something we all need to strengthen the mind always on tour...

Believe in me...

I don't wanna hurt un I won't... So keep in mind that we're friends n choose the proper words... Express to me through moments that break bonds n realize who I am in education u grew fond... Life without the misery doesn't have be a dream in which we fall in luv... It's not my intent to make u feel as if u do not matter with all the negativity controlling the chatter... I jus wanna hear the laughter roll from within u as I remove your own daggers... Enemies we are not as the feel of u is more than real... Heal your wounds n know I mean u no harm now or once time has opened up to the emotions that steal my heart as it peals... No grief is how I come to show u a different kinda individual willing to become more than a residual... Help me hold on daily to the memorable moments so luv doesn't exert the attract n wind up so fuckin miserable... Live with me... Breathe... Put wanted over needs... Jus be... Get comfy n refuse to leave... I to could use a friend to believe in all the things I've shunned for to others being so down right vicious n mean...

The ex's...

Moving with the curves shaping ex luv'rs within the unforgettable images laid out in my mind... Going back n forth from one to the next as the visions play games behind my eyes... The memories of luv n pleasure damn near awaken tastebuds as flavor is remembered by the tongues stroke... As smells come to the thoughts climbing walls wanting one more night to give jus a lil more than what was given to explode... It's like they sit on my lip from time to time as I feel each one of them wiggle with a moan trying to get away... N even though I cannot go back the enjoyment makes me feel their skin all over again as fingers remain untamed... Individually they've become a part of the freak exposed in their presence that now hides from interactions... Jus eased back I am rethinking in a mindset of them lined up in the nude as they've gained an attraction... Pretty lil misfits that came in more ways than one as the had to go to soon... Damn females grabbed ahold of my attention as intentions went poof.!.

On my own...

I do better in my own... It's a different kinda worth... One in which that can never seen to lie... Nor half step life as time never hides... As I've found moving solo here without the complications of strangers comin n goin is a calm that needs not stirred... I'm at peace with myself n can sleep in yourself relaxation at night... It's jus the sex that's missed yet I've done so many women I cannot complain of I go without the feel outside my mind... Even though they had been a couple that's intrigued my intellect with jus being who they are... I jus do me so much better when I don't have anyone in my life claiming me as a piece of their own heart... Situation have shown me what it is I am capable of as it's fuckin sad I reside emotionless due to I jus want to be left alone for a while... To smile... To break free from the twisted games everyone seems to take part in... N it's not that I need to heal, I jus want a moment to stand back up as a man n get it... Without the sidetracking n all the chaos that never ends... I am have n will always be me own best friend...

Juggling worth...

It's not all that bad holding on to ones in freedom... One an individual steps back n realized they don't need them... Those who make things harder than what they should every be... The kind where who we are is at Jeopardy jus tryin to fuckin breathe... Wanting to change a mo fo into this silhouette made out to be a stranger from within... N then they expect us to grin... Like we won't expire by the rotten intensions they keep upon their lip... As we leave them standing where we left them done with the unnecessary bs... It's actually nice not feeling with the gradifications of relations that keep wanting everything its way... As if jus goin with the for isn't a turn on at any given time of day... as expectation seem not to exist when walking solo to wherever time leads... Up from dirty hands able to hold on to a lil money healing the knees... People tend to become someone else right before our eyes... N the transformation is somehow disgusting for to who we think n hope someone is they aren't... Faces carry masks hung to rearrange emotion afraid to be seen moving with actions playing the part... Goin from one to the next almost like depths have no reason to settle calling it in its self a bad thing... So no it's not selfish to wanna be happy if not comes from living alone and to once again dream... To make really of life without the propaganda of others wanting us to be this image in their minds... Unable to get with it mentally so everything can fall in to place the manipulate the details of the smallest spat lies... To be free had two meanings that come back to one origin telling no tale told that isn't true... To release self is to be in true form of administering chuckles that goof... Feeling good no matter if anyone is around as we all try to have someone to enjoy from time to time... Yet it's sad we havta retreat bcuz mindsets are fucked n life refuses to wait on passerbys...

Too soon...

They'll want u to open up n give not knowing what they're truly capable of... Even ask u to be willing to use emotion all for the sake that there could be a chance at luv... They'll tell u they aren't like the others as it's the tongue that twists interests... For their of selfish wants that need to have someone in which in them that will invest... They'll be ok with u for a while until you're not who they want u to be... Finding the rush in was to soon as realities do not match made up dreams... They'll try to convince u you're everything they've ever wanted n have waited for for as long as they could give as piece of themselves... Yet it's the end that comes around dinnersoone wanted that tends to decipher the outcome of relations that's did in to being felt... They'll attempt to show u the masks they wear hoping u don't pay attention to their own gain... Believing in trust as depths empty the pit of who self is underling to be tamed... They'll propose an offer n insist u decide on their tend n conditions or move in to the next as if u do not exist... Knowing all they want is someone they're attracted to to give to them the ease expressed upon the lips... They'll go as far as to become a different version of who they were before u even meet them to get close enough to switch back as if toning the cheek changed their facial expressions and if fooled... All in the act of forcing the issue so they're not alone as they bounce from one to the next as they move... Here one minute n then poof as if I never meant anything to them whatsoever... As they're words repeat the sounds formed to capture what isn't free thinking they'll be the ones missed in thoughts as the rarest of luvr's... So full of themselves by not giving time a moment to collect the chaos before it tramples on the blame game... Speaking in ways others judge us for being the competent ones taking hits to our nanes... They'll parade around as if a hostage set free not once delivery the real individual from within... For they no not of who they are but they haven't don't the time goin solo for as long as it takes to figure out what truly touched their ribs... Yes, they'll confront us on doin what we do as we start in our lane afraid of the possibilities that longer in their tone... As well already know they have no true reason to confuse in is long enough before finding a friend to build a home...

The thought process...

We all come along someone else we would like to get to know... Until things do not live up or complications make us step back so we don't hurt what's been shown... It's the realization of what it is we know will click... N most of the time there's things that tends to twist our willingness into a state if mind to resist it... Relations flutter on the wind of getting in to the emotion as it's already of guard to say the least... As respect surfaces with maturity to call off the hounds for the hint jus isn't gonna be what we'd want it to be... We go through bs n only a few of us can be honest with self first n foremost... As we sit back n take in to consideration of where the issues will occur before getting tangled up in the endings roast... Visions of lessons play out due to consecutive heartbreaks teach us who we are n what's go for the mind... Watching others jus go either the moment of the door that gets them in trouble bcuz they refuse to think of what they cannot get back as time... Memories are crucial to smiles if they can live without being cut short... N to repeat what jus isn't remembered they say it was when luv was good is jus a waste as with is poured... Dripping from the eyes bcuz there are those who go on pure feelings... N they are the ones who are the most dangerous where comes to healing... Transferring arousals from one to the next tryin to keep their own chorisma alive... Not once during back to witness the patterns that are nothing more than a amusement park ride...

Chosen...

Bcuz I can... Choose my life... Isn't that what u do.?. Hide.!. Decide what's best for self... Get caught up in your own lil madness of what you've allowed... Or shall I say unable to tell your heart no... It's not jus me... Seeking that feel of home... Yeah I'm able to do at I please... I've made no commitments... Other than to make sure some shit never happens again... So no I don't hold u accountable... Is not u I resist... It's my own heart... I listen to my thoughts that think that know me... Don't go acting like u don't... See through the bs like the wind through the trees... Pointing fingers isn't nice... N hypocrites aren't liked... Time only finds the mirror closing in... Jus be honest with what's goin in inside... Fake isn't an attractive feature... Not the reason to try n for in... I'm the same as you... I jus wanna live... Be who it is I am... Felt beyond the physical boundaries of bodies banging until flush... I can make up my mind for myself... N I know when I'm looking at luv...

Once they're gone past the moment of no return...

You've affected everything about me n I don't know how... There's things that will never make sense yet I get on with the now... Knowing life without u isn't the reality I thought I'd have for all time... There's something about u n only u that I cannot seem to ever get outta my mind... Only if I could share with u the outcome of how I like u that never changed even here today... Idk, maybe I should find someone else n jus leave the thought of u to be erased... Yet I've tried that n u still come to me when I least expect it... N I cannot look at another woman without seeing it face n is bs... There's times I feel u close to me n others where my skin feels nothing at all... But I get it n the fact remains my heart fell for a friend that wasn't mine too get involved...

The space in between...

Comfy on the connection where touch becomes immune to the feel of a friend loosening up for a moment to relax... Feeling them close as the space in between is filled with the need to cling to them as if a climax... Cuddled up to the stillness that breaks barriers in the hearts open pages to be written for keeps... Wanting nothing more than to lay motionless for a lil while to enjoy the way they feel to the ease... Thinking please do not move an inch due to the position of bodies that jus don't in to the mood... As the never ending safety net is claimed to be as free as the emotion within the room... Catering to the satisfaction of an other pressed against the tenderness that reaches for more... Falling to the sighs comin to life as luv tangles in the middle of pour... Filling the space in between with a resolution with a subtle kinda passion accepting what it can hold on to as real... Behind closed doors it's a sealed deal where temptation peals... Find layers beneath the shell craving to lean on to what will never leave... The mind n body relates to the physical aspect of trust relying on the confirmation of yes it's u I've waited to meet... Snuggled up n goin under the terms n conditions of pushing air from the space in between us... Put to sleep in the blink of an eye as questions find answers settled in n flush...

Alignments...

If the alignment of the click came walking by n I couldn't resist myself to open up to feel the chuckle in my very own rib as level minds of well rounded kicks jump from hearts...

I'll open up to luv tryin to get in to see if smiles could possibly remain stuck to the expressions showering eyes with stares that cannot get enough resembling a work of art...

When the ends meet n freaks come from within to trust there is no other for actions step up craving the need to be felt as bodies can breathe...

It's lifestyles that are matched n maturities known that find differences in a word like free having two meanings as emotion tends to lean...

Finding depths surfaces to take hands to walk further than even friends can last for there's been a few that hasn't made it to those point in my life...

As surrounds inflict judgement of character in mindsets that influence the thought process taken in to consideration to be able to come together.  

Becoming more than luv'rs in a chance to reason with the facts that accepts luv in true form isn't blind to there's no such thing as forever...

It'll take a real individual who can maintain on the balance of being who in the fuck they are without all the goody ignorance so many carry with them like wow.!.

There is no settling for I know what will not work for me here in the middle of this wait as I'm patiently living the only way I know how...

I'm jus me watching interest roll off of tongues that do not align with what I have moving forward...

No one knows me more than I do so self is responsible for who is allowed in to the petty pickiness I must place on the table for anything less is a waste of time n an eventual bore...

Real is a way of life n the majority refuse to gather themselves to be someone an other can't seem to ever wanna go without...

That's the one even I look up to hopefully see every now n again so relations have that moment of clarity as the vibe calls out...

Face to face...

I jus wanna see how it feels to have you in my arms... For in that moment is know I could fall fall apart... Knowing if I did indeed fall to be felt... You'd reinsure me that it's ok if my heart was to melt... Jus to have u wrapped up in my life... Turning lusts into luv as you enter my mind... Going face down jus past the daybreak turning dark... Ooh the ways intensions climb the walls that will never feel the texture of being chard... Like, jumping rope to heartbeats that skip with the loo walking as if fingers creep down the spine... Face to face eyes can never lie... Placing hands into the emotional mixture to summons the release of trust... Not once ever on some dumb shit as times here and there get rough... It's the romance under breaths I wanna hear whispered into my ear... Losing control of vitals as the rush collapses the walls erected to keep self safe from fear... Having that friend that tangles n memories made... Going boom boom deep in passions creativity getting comfy in depths with everything to gain... Mmmm the wonder of... Flush...

Alaina...

Bob with me n feel the groove... We can whispers breaths of life on the loose... Focus on the eyes as shivers find the spine... All here in the middle of life... Finding the path within through the connectivity reachin for use... I jus wanna feel u move... Pressing against my opened palms to be the one... In aw as we'd become the definition of stunned... Losing bricks in the moment of tryin to get to each other when away... Flipping a roll with the tongue jus to say ur name... Lost for the final time of there is no one else.. finally fuckin felt!!!

No worries.!.

I won't be afraid of u if u can find it in u to give in to me giving what I can as an individual... Monsters can be happy under condition that friends has been found in the frontline that what stands as yeah it's not delusional... Be good in a bad way n rip in to me cravin u open me up to get to my fuckin heart... As long as it's me in ur eyes living it up behind the scenes that play it in ur minds attachment mid day or after dark... Come to flip my tongue in ways tone has fun teetering one balance of off the wall... As we seems normal unlike no other fillin the void so no other will do findin a groove as the database had been updated with a new feature installed... Here to stay as comin in peace is a fabrication to get back to the basics of like well before the emotion of luv... Psst, come here.!. It's u I wanna touch...

Enjoyed beyond repair...

I have luv to give as it swings a scribble from my fingertips... Playing with the curves of the rush to the edge is in sync as u in my imagination doin what u do is a trip... Soft lips... Oooo the bonding swung from the hips... Mmm, tasting emotions moisten the kiss... Swapping flavors on the loose with the thought that drives me to flip on the hormonal switch... Gimme gimme, I need... Tuned in with the attention it takes to follow u around my mind panting heavily tryin to keep up as I breathe... With a lil piece of lust movin slowly as I slide into ur veiw for u to see me witnessing u as u would be more than worth my fucking time... Lol... Within the walls of my head, ur doin life!!!

-descending in the heart...

Fallin to the bottom as the bounce makes reason believe it needs not interact with a certain type... As the thoughts on tryin to get out tap at the skull in which keeps the mind at work doin double time chasing money to the ends of life... Still awakens to the gesture in the mirror that knows the patterns of the eyes very well... As no convo will ever match the honesty that lessons carry on n away then back around to remind the forgetfulness of the pain no one can sell... Life emerges beneath the level of the head not being able to float quite right knowing where the land took place no one should ever go... That's why luv is so hard to accept n people in general follow the same fuckin code as true relations are rarer than being able to call somewhere home... 

U fit in...

My mind gets to goin n gets the better of me... Yet I watch the images of u crawl about my bed... Only if I can get my dreams to come to life.... Then maybe in person I could witness how perfectly wet u can get... Yes, I've visualized u n I doin all sorts of things... They're not jus sexual encounteres but the thought make me feel so alive.... The touchin n the teasin along with the tasting beIN enjoyed... If I ever had a moment alone with u no part of me would ever hide... As it be ur eyes I'd follow with the design in which they keep... Knowin the pattern of ur hormones n what it takes to drive u insane... Jus to get u fired up n dripping for fun.... I'd luv to hear u intensely whisper my name... Clinging to the feel of comin out to play with lusts...  U do the most selfish thing in my head as I can't seem to get to u... Chasing u around my curiousities I jus wanna bring u from within... For u, I have a use...

Silenced patience...

I have a secret I haven't said out loud... It's somethin beautiful to the walls of my heart... As it's been a face it's been waitin on to give it that feelin of life... The twisted kind that brings chuckles from the hidden depths without settin off alarms... There's a hush side that sits behind my own two eyes... Patiently feelin time move with the knowin of what it take to open up... Takin a shape upon the lips as names form letters... I'm talking if the makings of the rope n ride of pure fuckin luv... Making it easy to allow that one person in I cannot refuse... Findin the lil things set aside the list we all got down... I have this untold silence that gets to me from time to time... Driftin with the pitter patter of someone fresh worth the leap in between kisses that get flung from the mouth...

Drip on me...

My mind gets to goin n gets the better of me... Yet I watch the images of u crawl about my bed... Only if I can get my dreams to come to life.... Then maybe in person I could witness how perfectly wet u can get... Yes, I've visualized u n I doin all sorts of things... They're not jus sexual encounteres but the thought make me feel so alive.... The touchin n the teasin along with the tasting beIN enjoyed... If I ever had a moment alone with u no part of me would ever hide... As it be ur eyes I'd follow with the design in which they keep... Knowin the pattern of ur hormones n what it takes to drive u insane... Jus to get u fired up n dripping for fun.... I'd luv to hear u intensely whisper my name... Clinging to the feel of comin out to play with lusts...  U do the most selfish thing in my head as I can't seem to get to u... Chasing u around my curiousities I jus wanna bring u from within... For u, I have a use...

Trust yourself...

Don't let them tell you how you're better than something you've been through...

Or just get over it...

If it was their heart it would be clinging to them with every thought that runs through their own head...

Ignore their bs...

Let it take the course it needs to until you fall outta luv with them...

It takes time as it is what it is...

Goin through the process will only allow you to heal properly...

Do not rush it for you might not mean what you say to the next person in line as words are left sitting upon you're bottom lip...

It'll hurt someone else if you go listening to what others claim they'd do...

Knowing they'd be feeling the ache and putting on a show for the world to see...

Pain is real and it gets to every fucking one of us...

Just like the joy that comes with the excitement of something new...

You have to accept it for what it is...

Learn how to deal with it head on as how you respond to it is the proof...

Something in which defines you as an individual and not another fake azz selfrighteousness  imposter...

It's not the luv that hurts it's the expectations that weren't met...

People change and in doing so their minds and hearts want something else as it is ok...

You can only help your own actions and the way you become who it is you are at best...

Everyone around you will tell you, fuck them.!.

As that shit is a childish game knowing we all go through it...

Strength isn't denying how you feel for that is the weakness you'll never get past...

Causing the feel in your rib that wants to chuckle twist with your hip and walks away bcuz you went with the flow of the diss...

Do not undermind yourself for it is vital to maturity...

Your surroundings are merely influences that do not take their own fuckin advice...

Do what you need to if your heart has been betrayed so you can give to someone else properly with your uncut time...

Bcuz it's only then will you ever be able to honestly say goodbye...

-trust...