Solo…

 I grew tired of the bs n refused the consideration of a real one stepping up. Conditioning self into a life of solitude bcuz it’s more peaceful than the arrogance of luv. If a lifelong path on my own is what claims my heart I know I’ll never be fucked over again. As there’s no wrong way to be even if I stand on my own in this world as one simple fuckin man. With memories never made in the presence of living on in someone else’s mind. Lost to the will of use I’ve shy’d away from looking into another’s eyes. The shit got old asf trying to believe people ain’t just out for a moment until they move on. It didn’t make sense n simply wasn’t my type of norm. So here I sit smiling knowing I got me even if no one ever finds me drifting from the crowd.  I’m now…

But if…

You can break them down but you cannot get to me. But if wave see how far you can get I’m willing to shore you I’m not your typical fiend. Yeah you look good asf but I ain’t buying the surface that doesn’t expose truths. Imma lil more with it n yet I’ll play along to witness your use. I like to be entertained so I’ll enjoy the visual of you attempting to get through. Watching you smile for as long as you believe you have the upper hand. Thinking I’m like the next average every day man. It’s on you to convince me you’re different from the typical bs. To embed yourself into my memory until you’ve gain access to the tickle in my ribs. Warning though when approaching a special kinda fuckery though. I’ll laugh at you if you lose control of the game you hold. So trust me when I tell you I’m waiting on a never ending type. As you tell on yourself with every movement of your smile that fades in my mind. I’m not untouchable if you’re with it on levels that speak for themselves. But it is on you to show out n naturally be something felt. If you don’t have it in you too put to use the real you you say exists. You might wanna sit this one out before you realize you’re no one to be missed. But if you are, step on up. Let’s see if interests become likes that land in luv…

Imaginating…

Eyes lowering. Down. Slow. Falling below the waist. Focused. Staying with a roll. Lip nibbled. Truths told upon the face. Mind slipping. Drifting in thoughts. With a wonder. Pushing the pulse. In awe. Peeking at the imperfect flaws. In a moment. Breaths deepening. The chest coming to life. Flowing. Following the motion. Caught in a silent sigh. Craving to be near. Loosening to the thrill. Imagining. Drips. Wet. Tasting the idea. Pressed lips. Licked. Stroked. Creating moans. Head. Tongue Rolling through. Whoa. Pulling back. Back to reality. Admiring the sight. Damn. It seems so real. Clinging to life. Wanting the need. Needing the want. Naked. In the flesh. Nude. Falling past the point of. Inner thighs exposed. Mindset floating on waves. Crashing upon the shore. Landing flush. Deep penetration. Diving into your core. Felt. Misbehaving. Naughty. Nice. With a touch of no. As the yes reasons with body language that cannot hide. With whispers crawling. Heard as the answer. Completion in an act of do whatever. I wake from a daydream. Looking at you standing there. Thinking, let’s do forever…

Slowing down…

Unwinding for a moment to sigh. Falling away from this world’s hype. Fading into the shadow on the night bringing the ease to life. Selling within without the weight claiming me as mine. Able to see the overrated complicity that irritates the norm. As the mindset rests back into true form. Removed from the touch of felt as a whore. Life drifts when alone in seconds gathered to create a bore. To retract n watch the silliness pass on by. Simply letting loose in a brief feel of closing thy eyes. With the head back n resting not looking for a fuckin sign. In total relaxation when moving without movement in time. As the silence quiets the walls. Drowning out the echos of never ending thoughts. Stopping the chaos the enjoy the simplicity of a pause. Just cuz one needs the silliness of the cause…

You can do better…

The endless line of others that could do more for you than I. Pick n choose How your life is to evolve through the course of time. I’m not all that as I know you’ll eventually move on. So why start the process when the road forks when hearts get torn. Faces seem to be seen with eyes that await your stare. Why waste your energy on the likings of me in the present of a momentary flare? At some point a tomorrow will come n the fire shall dim to a sizzle that goes out. Especially when someone else is where you’ll find yourself expression emotions from the mouth. By my side isn’t your calling bcuz I’ll never be enough when it’s all said n done. It’sa pattern I’ve come to know so the way it is is just how I really don’t wanna be touched. Go entertain a real possibility you can put into place to consume your everything. Imma fall short of your needs craved to complete your dreams. As there’s no point in forcing the feel of joy that’ll never last. I wasn’t meant to be another’s answer n I’m ok with being left in your past…

Out back…

Back porch sipping. Tongue tied and tripping. Thinking outside the box. Entertaining the version of self that isn’t so lost. Drinks going down with ease. Conversation flowing like the breeze. Taking it back to how things were. In the now with a better version of worth. Smiling, drifting through words that get point across. Buttons up n refilled to ease back in a pause. Watching the sun fade into the distance as the day passes by. Giving a chance for the the visual to create a memory friends like. Free from restraints the mind rambles on. Enjoying a moment to live instead of always dreaming of more. Noticing the shifting of the light chased by the darkened soothe. Knowing the experience happens in seconds that closing the truth. With the sky lit up from the glow of the moon. As the twinkle of the stars are on the loose. Having the silence here n there that rests lips to take in life. Outback is where the settling of nerves find a place where they don’t havta hide. As the music carry’s the mood. The cup tips upward the deeper into the night peace becomes nude. Stripping useless attachments from grin that are never seen. Talking about, shh just breathe…

Gaining ground…

Chasing the curves of the interstates that have no true destination upon the landscapes. It’s just paved blacktop turning n twisting until my thoughts are erased. Confusing the reason of the travels that I cling to looking for home. As the world is before eyes to be seen so ever alone. Strange places become a norm n then old without a friend. But I haven’t turned around bcuz I haven’t gotten to its end. Somewhere the comfort awaits someone like myself. Maybe down a winding country road I’ll rest whole I can. Or perhaps on a beach with the sun showing me it’s okay to lay in the sand. Yet it’s not her nor there that I feel the need to stay. Bcuz I’ll be on the move until I come across that one familiar face. Possibly just outside a city or in suburbia with some fresh cut grass. All I know is the wheels spin for I believe this cannot be all there is. There’s gotta be another who makes me wanna live. By a bonfire under the stars to show things down. As luv’d ones shoot through just to hang about. So onward I push in search of where I truly belong. Sitting at intersections thinking left, right or straight n for how long? As I’ve been through n over the mountains that circle back. Even the dessert was a wasteland as of yet as days were blinded by the nights that faded to black. With each bend that leads to new sights to I’ve never seen. Nowhere is quite like a lifetime stuck in my dreams. From blue skies to storms of all kinds. It could be I’m running away to ease my mind. To somehow cross paths with a stranger I’d never wanna meet twice for the first time. As highways forget my name so I too can unwind…

bitter but true…

I liked you until I meet you in person. But that attraction wasn’t even worth it. The sex was good but I never meant for it to go that far. As I hold you at fault for leading with your heart. Truth is your ego was just too big. As it created an irritation that came from your lips. Fuck ya feelings. There was more I wanted to see before the chest began its dealings. I thought you were different. But I seen first had of your hidden intention. From afar you image is more than the eyes fix. What you should tell others is how shallow your depths is a mess. I just wish I would’ve left you to my thoughts. Bcuz now when I think of you you were time I lost. Bitter but true. Your vanity is your only use. And I did believe I just might of found that unforgettable face. Honestly speaking you were a fake. As demented as the toxicity you cannot see that claims your worth. Knowing this was at the moment I had no more words…

Craving to live…

They’ll try different things. Wanting a friend n a business transaction. To have someone to do things with. For the interaction. Craving to live to the fullest. Not wanting to be alone. Holding their own as long as they must. Attempting to create the best version of a place called home. Wondering where in the fuck is that one person. The one that fits. Silently lurking from time to time. Considerations ponder on the pieces down to the bits. Just needing to smile without feeling something’s missing. So they give in here n there. Watching luv’rs come n go. For that’s all that appears to fade as if they actually cared. As the heart pulls away from the scene. Allowing the mind to decide what’s best. Thinking maybe a more intellectually person will relate. With the lingering of hope teetering deep in the chest. Faces change like a revolving door. No one seems to wanna get at life.  Having the truth to depend on at any given moment. But every relationship is built in the form of lil bitty lies. Chiseling the details that defines self. Earning every lesson learned. Grasping a better sense of what it’ll take to go back under the scalpel. To gain a different type of worth…

Slow and easy…

Carefully adjusting to see what type of friend you claim to be. It’s as fair as me living the life I choose to find out if you fit me. And I’m not so sure if I wanna give in but the option is there. Corny would be it’s not you it’s me but that’s a lie so imma consider how we compare. Emotion isn’t something that’s on the line for shits and giggles. As I’m not interested in anything that’s not according to use if imma ever open up n feel more than a few chuckles. I’m not lost n my mental stability speaks for itself. I do not need your help. Sex and compatibility is the the reason we click as I have friends for everything else. I own me and off limits is the sacred parts of me that I cherish the most. And no, I do not feel alone. But I’ll stay alert to what you have to offer. Possibly give time a moment to show you for the depths you hide from this world so you can appear to ever get any softer. I get it and I’m prolly the hardest knucklehead to believe someone has true intent. No games and no fowl play as I’m already feel happy deep in my chest. So it’s either you’re gonna disrupt my flow or become someone I’d rather not live without. Have patience to see who it is even you’ve found…

At any given moment…

At any given moment. SSH. Down you go. Grab ahold. Feel the warmth. Mmm. Yeah. Open up. I need to be brought to life with the creation you do with your mouth. Wow. With eyes rolling back. Sighs filling sound in between breaths. Relaxing my whole presence reaching for you. Palm to cheek. Vibe me a moan. The pulsation of the rumble bounces of the tip. Don’t be shy. We’re grown so do your thing. At any given moment imma wanna use you. Isn’t that what it’s about? Ooh weee! That tongue on the move. Flowing with a suction forcing me to speak out loud. Dirty with filthy thoughts. Suck. Yes. Pretty asf n on the loose. Knees pressed to the floor. Giving your best. Showing why you’re the truth. Making damn sure I want so much more. At any given moment the slurp is on point. Pushing the limits but easing off just before I pop. Just to slide down on me n work the kinks outta your joints. Toes bending as I get lost. As we coexist as you ride me off into the night. Breaking the boundaries of fighting you off. Nasty asf I like the freak within you that lives on the grind. Claiming every ooze followed by a well earned oh shit! With hands rotating with your hips. Leaning in you find my lips. N the heat from your breath whispers to me. At any given moment it’s ooh weee…

me upon you...

like the breeze touching your skin. feel me breathe as my lips stroke you in ways that you've missed. with slow kisses that temp nerves to come to life. allowing you to dismiss thoughts for a clearer mind. to ease you into a comfort in which creates a calming rush. being alone with me could create a spark that evolves into luv. with fingertips flowing upon the surface of your anatomy. bringing from your inner secrets your most sacred dreams. for i'll always be in the mood to feel my way around the sensitivities of your world. in aspects down to the finer details that define passions wanting to live. feel me graze your flesh ever so slightly as the moment settles our wits. baring the deepest craves is such a beautiful thing. as moans to become are lovelier than any note we could sing. together in the presence of use in our nudity laying about. with the wind softly cooling intent wanting so much more than words never said out loud. one on one in the release of self. careful to not allow the heart to melt. for it needs to be intact so we can find our way. through the motions that create an unforgettable expression upon the face. gripped n groped with both hands for the palms to enjoy what the hold. alone to be in the same room with you is a fascination from the memory i wanna own. in a reality coming to be as real as lips can be pressed upon your forehead. i have a softer side i wanna share that doesn't fuck with your head. tasty you are so taking my time is a nesseccity. and all i know is i want you in front of me...

Losing control…

Lemme cry. Fuck gender rolls that keeps the emotion from my eyes. I’m dying on my own with a blockage I can’t seem to tare down. Damn me for living on a different type of freedom that lost the meaning of being found. As the solo act defines a version of me I never wanted to be. But here I am wanting to shed a tear on a pillow that can’t relate to the dream. I fade as if I don’t exist. Being the scenes like others that understand what it’s like to never be missed. This is me beneath the texture of attraction that no one knows. I’m going to waste n there’s no way to stop the inevitable from landing me in a grave before truths are shown. Maybe I’m too far time like others say. Or is it possible I just haven’t connected with an expression when face to face? There hasn’t a feel to believe in n it’s bothersome. Only thing it’s from time to thing is an emptiness that collapses behind the walls when wondering if luv. But who is self to weep when there’s been a passing of friends that could’ve meant so much? Maybe I’m just a fool that cannot accept someone will stick around until the end ever so flush. Why is there trains to run everyone off? Question come from within that need justified in such a way that can be understood in the simplest thing of a pause. But when everyone mimics the same op bs who’s who being dies that lock out a use? Like me others fight the feel to give in to the purity of an actual fuckin truce. When the rules need to be broken so life can be lived again. Just lemme leak so I can release the confusion even though I am but just a man…

Simply put…

 It’s in the wtf that creates solitude…

An optical illusion…

Changed but still in the same. As a different version n yet not so much from the origins of self’s lonely escape. Distantly intact is what others don’t seem to understand. At one with the inner concept that isn’t alone with the silences stand. Beautiful is the makings stirred for the world to confuse as broken. Knowing chuckles rumble through the ribs for the misconception is the thought of I well spoken. Words find the hearing laughing off the same ol same. N not once will it ever disrupt the confidence upon thy face. For the chance to lessen n correct toxic traits has been established n concurred. Lil does others comprehend I’ve been through the phase they’re trapped in with past luv’rs. Misunderstood is the man falling away from fingertips that doesn’t deserve this flesh on mine. With a slow motion in pauses to curiosities that fade back into the crowd defined. Placed in the memory to fade like expressions that alter from smiles into a blank stare. Blamed is I for being emotional unavailable but there’s just want of a friend that will remain as naked as being mentally barred. So difficult the tongues said it be I that causes the issue of relations never taking off. Although through the transformation is been me fighting to gain the pieces that connect what matters in places at all cost. As if I’m not human with a choice judgements rain down. Drowning a friendship lost in its moment to live in being an attempt to coexist before the body lays in the ground. From the old being to the new found gathering few can relate to the process needed to obtain true freedom. As it comes in a form of winging life that appears to be totally random. Disconnected from a reality everyone else clings to. But firmly I grip with a loosened sensitivity to be who I am through n through…

The becoming…

Ease up n let time tell the tale. There’s just you n I here n I’m not going anywhere. Let’s be patient to cross over the line. I have nothing else to spend but some quality time. So to get passed the attraction without emotion jumping to conclusions. Sit back n relax before luv becomes an illusion. We’ll get to that part if our alignment is compatible. N we both know once the chest opens up feelings are not retractable. Just be n go through the phases to get to know someone like me. Pick at my flaws to decide if I’m worth the chance to become a piece of your dreams. Within the process there’s levels of a friendship that matters more than diving in to the deep end. Rushing the forgotten back to a strangers state of mind once again. You can comprehend there’s more to the puzzle of relations or you can go find you a pawn. Either way imma move to the vibe of how I land in someone’s palms. To witness the look of clarity in a set of eyes that believes there’s a like first n foremost. Allowing each day to gain a comfort with another so I’m not eventually alone. As the drift in between luv’rs finds a mate that craves who it is I am. All awhile knowing the interest in return is the me that gives self as more than just a man. It’s the individuality that combines lives for a lifestyle that’s gonna fuckin last. Taking step by step through the course of events to realize there’s no reason to move so fast. Each moment is defining to settle the nerves awaiting a certain touch. One that sinks in to the willingness of the heart bcuz the mind found trust. Without a wonder for self to wander on aimlessly as I do now. Wanting that forward progress with someone of the same intellect when opening their mouth. Along the way creating laughter as two childlike humors are free to cut loose. Is this person you or shall you be removed to make room for a different kinda use?

in true form…

I’m gonna do what I wanna do. Take it for what it is as I say, “with or without you”. Thing is I feel like it imma fulfill me. You’ll just havta respect the individual within that lives totally free. Fire I am what I have no matter what. So I’m my eyes Imma live bcuz it’s a must. And there’s no wrong way to be if you catch my drift. But It’s needed to mention with the motion of jibbering lips. Like it or not I’m only interested in the experience of the moment that awaits. In between each venture there’s a necessity speaking my name. Yet I’m not telling you I’d rather go at my rendezvous alone. You have a choice to partake or do you the best way you know how to roam. We all have what drives us to become who it is we are to become. Consider though, if we walk the same path we just may find luv…