Think twice…

You shouldn’t make it that easy for me. That stare of yours makes you look like you need to be set free. So I’ll request that you think twice of what it is that’s on your mind. Bcuz I’m different than anyone you’ve ever allowed in your life. I’ll fuck your screws loose and break your bed. Then roll over and talk to you about shit you never knew I can relate to that’s been going on in your head. Your heart will pulsate through your pussy with a throb. As I go the extra mile bcuz I refuse to stop. As you catch wind of my emotions opening up. You won’t believe what I’m like when I fall in luv. I’m a splash of tasteful dreams wide awake. As you’d be the reason for the expressions in my face. Changing all the twitches within you that’s been let down. Correcting your train of thought and comforting you with a wow. But I’m nothing special. I’m just one person on another level. In a mental comprehension that knows what it’ll take. Living as natural as fingertips feeling their way along your bodies shape. Touching more than the flesh that wraps the true beauty you possess. So make sure it’s me you wanna test…

Craved…

I’d enjoy to be able to fuck you from time to time. Allowing my hands to flow with the touch of your skin simply eases my mind. Truth is sexually we fit as we coexist. And I cannot help but to crave the taste of your lips. Just being near you excites my well being as I’m sure you know. I will never say no to wanting to get you alone. As I’ve never tried to hide how my lust for you is a natural soothe. I like the way your body beneath me moves. In perfect rhythm with the man in me making our way through the night. Open and honest about an attraction so real and rare depths are absorbed creating life. The spark United from your smile changed who me into a savage beast. One with a gentle side when needed to explore the desires hidden in your dreams. As close to you is where I find the comfort in a world where I do not fit in. But within you I’ll dive deeper than anyone has ever been. Just to have you wrapped up in my arms and around my cock. Everything feels right in the moment that I wish wouldn’t stop. So here and there when your hormones get the better of you. Or I cross your mind as you find yourself wet on the thought put to use. I’ll come to you as you cum for me. Loosening up to let the feel good breathe. Patiently satisfying passions until the pounding cannot be controlled. As the sweat pours and we drip from the heat blazing through our moans. Know I don’t wands go without you for too long. Believe there’s no other that triggers the growling for you bcuz you belong. Naked and barred as I have my way with the sensitivities of trust. You and you alone are my crush. In a lifetime where no matter what the thrill will live on wherever you call. Damn how I luv the smooth slide within your walls. Making my shaft pulsate to a throb. And I haven’t even began to speak of what your mouth did to my knob. As they act is mutual just to hear an orgasm break free. And when you’ve gotten you fix, I’ll leave. With a kiss and a smile felt in the heart. For you I’ll forever be hard. Ready to remove the burden of your day with a lick that rotates around you clit. As your thighs spread to be enjoyed bcuz you haven’t a doubt that you’ve been missed…

Emotional invasions…

They’ll never believe you mean them no harm. Even if it’s a friendship that’s felt in the heart. Either they wanna think the dick’s on tap or you’re just another face in the crowd. It’s disturbing as silence refuses to make a sound. It never fails. As lips tell there own tale. Every time doubt destroys efforts to be real. Removing a reason to feel. Canceling out the good shown as the deal sealed. It’s weird. One by one faces shapeshifte before the eyes. As the question asked reappears as, why? What is it about self that falls short of not meaning no harm? As life goes on in a failed attempt that makes honesty so fuckin hard. The way others portray intent is how they visualize life. Eventually they’ll show a mindset hidden from plain sight. And the belief that their different fades instantly with proof put on display. Changing their appearance in a mental confusion that feels odd upon the face. Once they create a concept it’s over before it ever began. Leaving the wonder to move on after a whisper of, damn. In disbelief nothing ever seems to surprise the same ol situation. But that’s life so there’s no complaints from a standstill accepting an observation that was nothing more than an emotional invasion…

A loose end…

I’ve met more days I had no need to feel. Got lost as a dead man walking as it felt so real. The twisted thoughts made more sense when I opened up to life is nothing more than a dream. As that’s when I dropped the mic and did me. Unable to fit in I reversed my mind and related to what norm that no one understands. And I’m fine with the facts that I’m on the outside knowing I’m more than just a loose end playing along with the band. As listening to the same ol bs just isn’t in the way I believe live to revolve. I’m my eyes I am the problem solved. As I look back at this world with disbelief embedded deep within my eyes that refuse to cry. Hi! I’m alone and I, I’m alive! Falling in the middle of life to a dwelling that redefined my train of thought. Watching everyone go on with the silliness unveiling to question the end results. I’m free. There’s nothing I need. To die in the moment I could only ask for another second to live. And I could care less if I’m missed. Luv’d ones fade Just the same so existence is in a blink and we’re all gone. I’ve gained me in the process to be bcuz there’s not a ring better than to breathe before life goes on. With mornings that sounds like mourning I don’t speak such things. As I’m delusional in words spoken when others tell there version of who I am in the revealing of truths of me.  And yet no one is more correct than the confusion blinded to depths on the run. Knowing like is so much more than the expression of a reoccurring luv. I’ve seen pieces shape shift as it changed the way I coexist. I’m a far fetched compromise to trained obedience that reflects a possessed set of lips. And I cannot comprehend how use has been compromised. As my face has lost expressions that meant so much to me before I realized the effectiveness of lies. Though rare form I haven’t been since I faded into the shadows that claim everything about throwing in the towel. There’s just too many fuckin people that are foul. I’m solo bcuz the harmony of humanity  hasn’t a unique drift that makes sense. So to the side I’ve been pushed as I don’t mind the path for it I was meant. I’ve seen more nights that reminded me of death than I care to admit. But it helped me rise up and claim a better mental stability in which I can understand a true tickle in my own ribs. I’m here until I’m not. As the sun brings the light back around that gives us all a chance to choose the reality that share from one person to the next. Trying configure the contents of what lingers in the chest. To mingle or fall back is a decision made depending off the process of how one thinks. And I gave up as I’d rather remain in solitude due to behind the back there’s always a wink. I’m at peace with myself. To luv me I crave no help…

In the makings of drifting…

When the feel of an unsettling day comes into focus. Knowing something is missing and everything seems hopeless. There’s a moment where self admits life just isn’t the same. As age catches up to a smile stretched across the face. Weighed down by an absence that makes the mind wonder of what it could be. Thoughts gather to fill the emptiness created by dreams. With nights that repeatedly go on and on. To days awakened too that are stagnant to the norm. With pieces scattered about just needing to be put together again. A world outside awaits the finding of what could be felt by the hands. But where’s that one thing that rejuvenates life? When it’s the only thing craved so the heart isn’t doing time. In the makings of the drifting just trying to live in silence. Avoiding the confusion and heartache that acts out immaturities and even violence. Seeing first hand the beginning always returns to the end. Just to rely on who it is within to be a never ending friend. And yet, it’s not enough to just stagger one’s way through an endless phase. A stranger in the mirror mimics gestures to how happiness is to be explained. Hearing not one thing slipping from the lips in which has a physical reference to be enjoyed. It’s just a blabbering safety net where emotions rest and are never deployed. As the void creeps up and whispers faint truths when self is alone. Is this all there is to this place called home?

So long ago…

Melted candles haven’t felt a warm wick in some time. As if the night went blind to a flame blown out by a sigh. Days has drifted so long into years that cannot feel. Awakening every so often to the sun attempting to give life something real. With wax needing to be molded back into form. For a better light to blaze so sight can see a new norm. Twinkling into a dance fulfilling the heart’s motion as it thumps. It seems like a forever has passed since emotion has fell into luv. Just to watch the flickering of shadows take shape in moments shared. There’s an emptiness in the thought when thinking of how back then to the now is compared. With the smell of the scent lit into the air as the aroma comes from the smoke. Wondering when will self linger into the coziness of a place called home. Where the glim rests with the warmth of the stillness glinting with a sparkle in the eyes. Beneath the flare that lights the room until the sun rays through the window shines…

Truth is…

Guys like me are told we’re a catch. And when we don’t accept a woman’s offer of herself it turns into a reckoning of chaotic words spat. As the labeling of being broken and a player is what’s said to be. It’s the intent of a situation that shows the majority of women are typically off a mental leave. Always falling back into the same ol thought process that clarifies the insanity of selfishness. Having to listen to them bash good men to try and tare down our happiness. Bcuz we won’t let them into our space where we can be free as we naturally are. Using emotion accordingly to those who deserve the contents of our hearts. The good fellas who are misjudged and misused have no need to be belittled by an immature female that can’t get fat she wants. And once we figure out who’s who we respectfully avoid the childlike mentalities hurt due to wet ain’t willing to fall so fast into luv. So the whiplash effect takes its moment while women get to feel better about the rejection that’s taken place. Knowing they ain’t worth our time but never do we discard them as if they would’ve been of use to someone more like them to gain. The constant flip flop is awkward asf to have to deal with when females cannot control the build up of gimme gimme in their own chests. Created by assumptions bcuz they’re used to having everything their way in which is a destructive mess. Women do not realize how unattractive it is to act out just bcuz they’re used to dealing with lame azz dudes who will be with anyone just to fuck. Truth is the genuine fellas ain’t for the fuckery so we say, “fuck luv”.  As we’re able to notice key facts that always lead to worsen if we do not cut the attachments waiting to cause a ruckus just bcuz they feel a certain way. It’s ugly to witness the tenacious behavior so we men focus of the do’s and don’ts that determines how our smiles is shaped upon the face. We allow what is to come into our lives and many females hate how we are not affected by their presence. And it could be so easily corrected but we aren’t heard due to the masses of boys feeding girl’s egos that lowers our value as men. As sometimes it isn’t even the woman themselves. This being in the ends of a friendship is what’s truly felt. It’s those that are around her that we refuse to mingle with bcuz of our natural right to protect self that stands firm. No dilemmas and no drama and we won’t hurt. It’s the basics of thinking things through so strangers don’t keep coming and going. We ain’t that hard to reach on another level if women would just ease the fuck up and pay attention to what we’re doing. We’re patient to get to where life is to wind up. Living day by day so harmony is everything when another can depend on trust. There’s nothing worse than someone who claims to be a friend that forgets what it takes to maintain relations. There’s no reason too rush what we hold close to our sacred flirtations. As we say,” just live “. And then sit back to watch the display eventually and briefly be missed. As we men continue on our way alone. Losing belief in the thought of ever finding a structural place called home…

Consider the alternative…

It’s wrong to hold someone and give them a false sense of hope. It’ll damage emotions and friendships in the end when it was never home. After allowing another to believe in the comfort of cuddling up. Their face will display the pain once again as they disown luv. The truth of relations is vital when getting to know a stranger. Limits and bounds if not careful with transform into danger. From a lil subtle time spent to a heart that doesn’t Wanna let go. Space is a must impress one intends to further progress into feelings shown. It ain’t right to lead others on to gain a selfish calm that takes count. Knowing they’re gonna fall in deep to go straight through and land on a cold ground. Memories aren’t to be tampered with if honesty isn’t put into place. The worst thing to do is to alter one’s life just to walk out like it’s a game. To get close is a sacred bond as a formal conversation aligns comprehension. To adjust to a situation recognizing intent not suspicion. Leave no one to assume anything more than the moment lived. Just step aside if an agreement fails to exist. It would be better not to corrupt the presence of joy that shines in the eyes. Let it be anyone but self to brighten their days as smiles carry into the nights…

No more…

I failed self. My heart don’t work. Fuck no I don’t need help. Nor does it hurt. I’m free from the feeling of emotion. There’s no sense of devotion. Lost some say I may be. But at least I don’t pretend to live up to imaginary dreams. It’s me that forgot about the depths. The mind asks is there anything left. As I’m no one to complain of how things turned out. I’m alive and confused by the silence as I can hear my heart pound. It’s a different type of soothe. For some time now I’ve been on the loose. Watching faces come along to fade. Each one wanting the likings of me to claim. Yet I haven’t in me to live up to expectations that aren’t my own. I just wanna be left the fuck alone. But not really, but I do. I’ve been called many things as I like the solitude of a truce. The pain ain’t worth the memories that repeat in the head. Every time it’s damn near like I fall as if I’m dead. A walking shell that cannot reciprocate an interest. Shit just got old so I’ll keep space between others and my distance. As this is the way I drift off into a peaceful place. In a destined pause that eases with the escape. For a lifetime of never giving in. Knowing relations are nothing but an endless trip. I don’t wanna wave and pretend to be missed. It’s better to be friends until they leave just the same. The irrelevant outcome is always hate. And I’ve had to recreate me after baring my inner makings. There’s nothing here that is willing to adapt to another taking. I turned on me once and it fucked me up. So I came to a conclusion of fuck luv. It’s overrated and only lasts so long. Destroying the contents buried in every beautiful song. I can’t and I won’t. Not when everyone somehow in someway tends to fold. I can’t seem to function to play the part. As I sigh in relief I refuse a kiss that’ll bare a mark… 

Fingertips lie…

Touched and left for dead. Accepted and luv’d and running from the thoughts in the head. Not many experience the depths of being even opened up. Self agrees with fuck luv. Just to live a different type of life that makes no sense as the loss comes in the form of worth. The deeper the dive the lonelier the cost of the heart fighting to survive the hurt. And anything beyond the break must prove what they can never accomplish. It sucks when self has been tarnished. Alerted by emotion that has no reason to feel what it has. All by the sensation of wanting more than a thought that restrains the endless task. Desires die once passions accepts they’ve been had. Fingertips lie without ever speaking and that’s a fact. Being everything to another in a phase that crumbles into fragments unable to be seen. Like a figment off the imagination that can only drift into a dream. Luv is fake for we only enjoy the way others make self feel. And like magic over time it’s someone else that creates the same type of sensation that eventually fades, claiming to heal…

Submissive in true form.

My heart’s in my chest. No it isn’t on the floor. But damn if I could’v couldn’t use a set of hands to to hold it close. And then a lil more. I lack, no I miss the life that comes with a friend that challenges me. But then again I’ve never had someone who could define my presence. I mean no harm in my words but it’s distributing to agree with the facts. As. Experience comes without hesitance. Just once it works be nice to witness someone to step up to the plate. Not to cook a B meal but to adjust their own game to a man one willing to fuck with a unique type. But most eventually turn to hate. As it’s in the ways of self righteous females who cannot handle a dominate man who refuses to fight. One in which who craves to submit emotionally to a pure woman who comprehends the distance in genders. Without playing rolls to feed egos submissive a bad thing. It’s just a sacred notion to be evolved with a particular friend. One who can talk sense when a fella can’t see clear enough you think. Anything less of the equivalent to an eventual end. Knowing the fake ones pretending to be n more than what they are just wan t shade. That is until they’re exposed before the truth awaiting the head shaking in disbelief. Just fade. As the thought forces the realization to accept the relief. Not just anyone is gonna understand the situation of an alpha needing an alpha that moves in motion. The submissive aspect is the use of a partner knowing how to coexist. As it goes both ways so both can enjoy the luv shown through devotion. I’m content until the day comes to show someone I cannot resist…

Late night with self thinking.

Rolling out intent that isn’t free by far. Life isn’t just about me but I’ll be damned if I don’t protect my heart. Mindful I rest thoughts that settle the nerves. Yes, I know my worth. And I’m no better than anyone attempting to survive. Waiting to come across a special person that looks back and realizes the calm of my eyes. The facts of self is on display if the reading can relate. If the words are said silently just right so text is felt in the way the delivery is saucy Enough to create a taste. It’s easy to express angles so what’s seen is the beauty of the mind. What’s difficult is trying to figure out who resides entirely when the single life is worth the sigh. Truth is, I’ll never tell but one person of what the fuck is going on within. No matter the friendship I remain a confusion so I can adjust to to the one who flows smoothly to the feel. And I ain’t telling the secret of clothes being peeled. To get to the layers of yes that becomes a thing is in the makings of something that more delicious than a meal. As tastebuds dial in the mmm. As I end this with a simply, hmm?

Noticed…

So you have self worth? Yeah, that shits hot. Exist with wording but to the point is a must. For it’s my curiosity you’ve caught. As I’m choosing to give attention to how you carry on beyond what you want others to know. I’m following the content you verbally put into sound. But something tells me there’s more to depths not shown. Is it a treasure you hide within that I’ve found? Do I see you in true form? Or am I delusional to the truth? I can’t help but to think you’d be as confusing but comforting norm. One being a shock to my train of thought. The other reaching within me to awaken a common interest that I cannot ignore. Just give me a moment to explore the reality of conversation willing to pause. To consider honestly a different kinda lire. One tossed out into the open to know who in the fuck real. Only if you knew I bit a nibble and got hooked without moving for the moment. I’m just waiting on you to figure out if you wanna seal the deal. Maybe you seen me purposely bite the line you’ve cast for an in particular compliment. For is a chance I’ve taken one last time. To be pulled from the sea but not as a fish but a forever  keep. Hi. I’m just me…

After the fact…

At the tips of the lips unable to take flight. Words swallowed are a moment remembered as a could’ve been that hadn’t the flavor of life. As the stomach turns knowing the truth is they were more than worth a try. The gut wanted to devour the pieces of of every kiss that pressed against a smile so fuckin alive. And then comes time to steal the memories that lingered of those who got away from the claim of mine. Somehow eyes were blinded by the creation in the makings cut short of what was waiting just on the other side of the hype. But why? Bcuz self didn’t have it back then to try. Forgotten was the feel shunned by the overthinking of sighs. Allowing a friend to escape a touch enjoyed as emotion was on the line. As fear built in anxiety not ready to express an imperfect yet perfect type. With stares of possibilities that flowed freely. The reasons to partake were there as passion was wanting to further the thrill of the find. Being a rare individual that was free to shine. But ain’t that no lie. Lost in the verbal expression wasted in a rhyme…

Things change…

Many question arose in the years it takes to overcome pain. As cells in the body repair from the moment self went fuckin insane. As the answers will never be known of how another could purposely help the slow emotional suicide. Laughing and placing blame as if they weren’t the cause of the chaos allowed that reconfigured life. Giving new meaning to the heart’s desires that rely on a thought process way too stubborn to care. As living in the proof of everything changes is a truce from past and present. Leaving alone the friction that betrayed the sensitivities expose. Redefining what it’ll take if ever the moment shall propose bodies being more than groped. The curiosities are real enough to ponder in wonder of the deceitful acts that plagued a pure heart. As time heals the gathering of the absence in which cleanses worth of how someone somehow could forgot to do their part. When self stood up to be seen in ways the transparency was all there was. Making it obvious that the phase only lasted in it had to be claimed. Freeing the mindset to eventually get back to life. Walking away from every detail of the aftermath that said that luv is no longer alive…

In a moment to pause…

And what if you can’t have what you crave? Maybe I’m not supposed to find into a stranger I don’t know. Have you ever thought of the consequences that can reshape a face? Or the feelings you wanna touch that enjoy being alone. I have no other place other than self to call home. It’s possible you don’t realize I’m not like anything you’ve ever met. As you attempt to convince me you’re different than any other in the dating pool of what’s left. I have no walls, just reason. Comprehend I’m the same no matter what the season. As me as is I am so therefore I need no one to fulfill a void. Friends come and foes go once I get annoyed. There’s a low tolerance for mindless acts that lead to a verbal goodbye. And yet I’m no one special but I will protect my life. So understand if you can hope it’sa desperation that has no purpose anywhere near me. Be or leave are the two options bcuz I don’t do fairytales caught up in silhouette and dreams. Ask yourself what your looking for before you get curious enough to alter a friendly conversation. Make sure I fit with precision into your situation. Bcuz even though the universe revolves around me. As it does you in the same sense bcuz you breathe. I’m nothing of what you’re used to and that’s what it’ll take for me to understand I’m not alone. For look at any one person as if I’ve met compatibility full blown. With a thought process that doesn’t have an interest in how this world follows the lead of the lost. Able to make sense of little things and decipher a clarity in a moment to pause. Think prior to believing I’m on the radar of your heart. You just t not be what I’ve waited for to wrap up in my arms…

Humble yourself…

Please don’t be toxic. There’s no sense in having a heart so demonic. I don’t know but I think I’d like too. I believe I have a liking to gain a truce. But if you’re hatefully selfish there’s just no chance to play. As figuring each other out wouldn’t be worth the expressions upon the face. It’s not so hard to be decent and upfront. Showing true self on rare form to see you’d be the one. Being harsh with a tongue that flips profanities isn’t what intrigues me. Imma need a calmer type who is free. Released by the discomforts of past conflicts. Able to find piece within that allows a subtle touch reaching for a different kinda twist. Humble yourself and match efforts creating something worth the crave. Otherwise my heart wilL shut down and put you in your place. Erasing you from my mind as a friend who forgot who I was supposed to be. Fake the mood and I’ll drift like a dream. One in which you cannot remember when you awaken in someone else’s arms. Vague to the memory bcuz your set off my alarms. Hazardous to the well being on my own existence. As years and miles will be all there in between us in the distance. Just smile when it feels good. Talk when differences define a wtf look. This thing called life is passing us by by the seconds ticking. And it’s on you how I respond to the content as I can only hope you’re what I’ve been missing…

A phase…

Phases differ and every now and again the passing of others is felt later in life. For in the moment people are in there own way attempting to figure out what’s on their minds. Not everyone feels the need to hurt their emotion to fit another’s twist. There’s levels to the process even though two individuals could very possibly coexist. It’s in the timing of where someone is mentally that determines the balance within the comfort. And when strangers come and go as if in a revolving door wanting everything and so much more. Just to watch them fade away from the grasp is the second they’re placed in a past. It’s the situation of inner makings that matters as thoughts keep to the facts. Where ready for relations or on idle bcuz a pause would be nice. The choice is only truthful when it’s respectfully spoken without a lie. Even if the interested one reaching for the heart doesn’t get what they crave. They’ll soon realize the luv they seek will come along and stay. But to lose the chance will remain for a while until it to becomes vague. Waiting with patience for self to change. We’re all in a version that is suitable to what’s relevant to us. With no wrong way to be when chasing or running from luv. Drifting is sometimes necessary for growth so we can honestly prepare the contents in true form. Dreaming of the day in which snuggles up to a well deserved norm. Bypassing the impatient ones bcuz they can’t wait to be happy. As the understanding of such is met with a nod that someday will be laughing. Living with arms wrapped around a body that’s on the same page. Unforced to open up and give worth to an enforcer demanding selfish gains. At ease is the concept without purposely leading anyone on. Caught up on the stage seen by eyes that wanna dive into the core. Chapters like episodes are junctures where steps taken get to where the going leads the way. To hear a soothing voice whisper the sound that creates self’s name. Knowing there are so many that can fill the void. Just to transform gradually from a stagnant aspect into a primed type at some point. Accepting the flow of entanglements that are as natural as breathing air. It’s not a game to those who knows the impact of a stare. Or the tenderness of a touch that sinks beneath the surface. There’s nothing worse than a useless kiss that expresses a worthlessness. So the difference in the conditions is a must. Standing on one’s own long enough until curiosity awakens to trust. Playing with lusts on the lips of a luv’r who excites reason to adapt. Yet it wasn’t them that broke through the barrier of what self lacked. They just happened to stroll on by when the correction have been made. And that’s when we’re too notice there phase…

To be…

To believe in another who will stay intact.

To remain the same through the changes that create a past.

Connected to a friendship with being a true friend.

Knowing being let loose isn’t an option to end.

To know someone never forgets words matter.

As mood swings and attitudes aren’t worth the chatter.

Easing the mind so use can find a purpose.

Defined in motion where the heart hurts less.

Finding self face to face and pressed to a rare set of lips.

The belief is a necessity to live.

Staring into eyes that have a desire so alive.

Like minded for maturity to open up and express life.

Naturally without silhouettes hitting the the shadows.

With hands holding affections trusting a simple hello.

Filling a void of a lifetime that doesn’t havta wonder.

As partners on rainy days can’t sit and enjoy the thunder.

Together through a bond that comprehends what it takes.

To be with the one person that spikes a vibe that feels safe.

Growing passion along the way so smile can adjust.

Having a daily reminder of why they’re a must.

Bcuz they alone help emotion understand an imperfect perfection.

Rejuvenating the thrill of protection.

Falling further in as years accumulate for a memory to survive.

It’s believing in the actions shown that alter the willingness to thrive… 

Some n others…

 At some point everyone wants to be fucked.

Only thing is some aren’t worth a fuck.

 There are boring ones that area waste of time.

As others lay down with anyone just for the hype.

It depends on the link that hides within.

For some just wanna come out and live.

To be used whether it be a good or bad thing.

It’s either a situation of stay or leave.

Partners crave the interaction that fits their sexual desires.

It can be soft or a rugged thrust that sparks the fire.

As the different types of passions alter in mindsets playing for keeps.

The matter the better some play as of life became of filthy daydreams.

Others shy away from the raunchiness n slow things down.

Yet there’s no wrong way to be so to each their own while the body is bound.

Reacting to a luv’r that suits the vibe.

Never to cheat self outta a well deserved good time.

Sex in its own has a variety of lusts.

Some even transform into a compassionate luv.

As that itself varies in between shyness and the dirtiest of ways.

Demanding to have intent fulfilled with pleasure n pain.

To be choked or caressed or even both.

Those with a balance are the funnest when they moan.

It’s as if when people are left alone that’s when they truly come alive.

Willing to pounce on a moment to ease the mind.

From true freaks of nature to the collective types that only go so far.

The levels in between is where we all try to figure out who fits that part.

Playing with the skin in a selfless touch.

Or pinching a nibble with a slap across the azz to gain a lil trust.

The options are endless as we look at others in our sights.

Wondering how would they react to truths opened up in the middle of life.

As some are hush not wanting their secrets to be exposed.

When others don’t care bcuz it’s their life when sighs are groped.

In whichever grove we can’t help but to partake.

Just allow who self is to experience life without shame…

Lingering on…

I remember the comfort of laying between another’s legs with my head on their lower stomach. And the flavor of a midday lunch. I recollect the skin I enjoyed the most. Not once when it was near did I ever feel alone. And I can recall how it felt to allow my heart to run free. Oh I relive it like it was nothing more than a dream. The way a smile lit up my life to the nasty naughty things I tell no one. Until the day came that I had to admit even I was done. It’s as if they’re trapped in my head. Lost in a thought and left for dead. I feel the shape of curves that awed the beast. There was a great pleasure on me being on my knees. Testing who invited me to open them up. Mmm, it was a must. And the satisfaction of the luv from a luv’r had no limit. At one point in time I found myself breathless. Caught staring in moments that ended too soon. Oh how the tongue did things the way the hips could move. As even the tightest pussy captured my intent. I reminisce a little bit here and there just bcuz I insist. It’s my life and where I’ve been that has created the temptations that at times did and others that didn’t play so fair. And I damn near hate myself bcuz I actually cared. I seen friends awaken before my eyes. Losing each one before I could run and hide. I’ve cried shallow tears and I’ve died inside my very own heart. I had forgot who I was as I had fallen into motionless arms. As the scent of a woman aroused my will to do so much more than daydream. But it was the softness of a touch that set me free. So light I could only wonder after a whole of how it felt when fingerprints leave a mark of hope. I was emotionally paralyzed once upon a time ago. Drifting with the memories tucked away from the pain of gibbering gums. Even though to think of the beauties in which I’ve had my fun. I believe after it all I’ve gone completely numb. Just to go back to snuggle up one more time. Knowing it’ll fade before I thrust the grind. Although I cannot complain for I know who it is I’ve shared pieces of my life with. From the chuckles to the ends that tore slits within. The good times were worth every second spent. For my hands have ravaged the likings of a few that were with the vent. I have lived and I have luv’d. I played with the sounds of sweet lusts. Bonded and broke chains that tugged on what went wrong. As we all have a blink to figure out where we belong. I hold no grudge and I have no hate. I did what I did to the concept that bared them as mates. Made my way through their inner passion and found their vibes. It’s just too bad some never had it in them to truly match mine. Only if is a term I cannot use. Yet, I fondle the imagination of the left overs that gets me in the mood. I can still hear them saying my name in a whisper and that says it all. Even though they had to move on as I emptied the vault. With the gratitude of it being me deep inside. Moving in motion with the satisfaction every so defined. Damn how a kiss lit me up. Anymore I’d rather not press the notion bcuz it tampers with trust. As that in itself calmed the nerve in a certain situation. But even if  it seemed desires was just a lonely infatuation. To be placed in the back of the mind. To become a thing of the past that vividly never lies. I’ve had my fun and I’ve buried myself. Yes I gave my all to fall when I needed help. With compassion I wanted the need of another to live forever. Truth be told relations were like the changing of the weather. From the warmth of breaths on the neck to the heat of feeling so fuckin alive. To the chill the alters the fight into a frozen, why? The ups and downs have fulfilled my days. Looking into eyes on another level that settled the expressions displayed upon the face. Just to wipe off the silliness and return to the real world. Not a one was I able to say was my girl. My fault or theirs in the now I peek back. Realizing I wasted a few chances the way others looked at dating as a draft. Getting close enough to soothe truths in a cuddle made for two. Allowing the configuration of a deeper user tell the truth. And poof! Gone with every tick of the clock clicking in an empty room. The what was eases the eyelids shut. To rekindle the flames that had two bodies curled up and flush. For the sight of what self has seen has been a dream come true. And now I’m on the loose. Unable to redirect who I am in anyone’s direction. I’ve already been too many other’s perfect imperfection. With a palm to embrace a cheek. Then to open handedly feel the sting. As slaps across an azz wasn’t the only one felt. What I can’t remember is the thrill of how I came to melt. Of all things I’d rather not misplace. My eagerness to be involved lacks emotion’s demand to escape…

On the edge…

Just one girl and her dreams. Looking at life deciphering wants and needs. Priceless in a moment of clarity she sits in ease. As the sight before her eyes makes it so fuckin easy to breathe. Feeling as high as a bird that soars ever so free. She has the time to reflect into the now at the edge of everything. Peeking into a mental future foreseen. With a piece within that isn’t provoked to speak. Sighing she finds her inner means. Realizing the woman she is has always been her universes queen. As the sun kisses her face for her to feel the power of its beams. In one evening revealing true worth in the sunset’s scene. Revitalizing the beauty in a stare facing the ever changing sky. She’s reclaimed her own mind…

Untold…

Tell me again why I need to be tough. To show no emotion for it is weak. Then tell me that I cannot be loved. All bcuz I am a man that doesn’t know how to breathe. Act as if I’m not an attraction if I’m too much for you. Or even enough when I’m more than an empty shell. Then pretend I’m wrong when I leak from my inner makings needing a friend who is true. When it was you in which I fell. Express your opinion of a man from a woman’s perspective. Knowing you haven’t a clue of the weight we carry on. Emphasize the fact how a feature I haven’t is being attractive. All bcuz I don’t live up to your version of ignorance as I’m scorn. Then run to others and convince them you’re the victim of situation. And how I couldn’t relate to the thought process of false men trapped in your head. Just don’t leave out the part where I’m not an imitation. Oh, and how when I laid you down and banged your desires out as you feel off the bed. Downplay me for your character to live on the pedestal in which I placed you. But don’t speak of the manipulation that shines the light upon toot face for other men to believe you’re with the cause. I’ll keep my silence so you never return to expect me to find a use. It wasn’t me that got lost…

Reaching…

Reaching for the surface just wanting to be seen. Craving a moment that admits to her untold daydreams. The softer side lingers to the surface n awaits the ok. Sitting at the edge of self and being felt by another’s fate. To be entangled in motion that smiles bcuz happiness exists. Depths just wanna live. Is in the shallows where shadows are so close to feeling the pulse. Hidden just outta reach in the silence of the calm. Luv can’t escape without a reason to come out and play. It caresses one vibe at a time to secure emotions saved. As the linger flows through the body attempting to believe in another wanting in. With fingertips pressing on the texture of the skin. From the outside a comfort touches worth waiting on time to prove who they are. Honestly is the only thing that speaks to the heart. So just under the vanity truth seeks a must. Feeling every stroke until the right one makes a willingness come undone. Coming from within the shell that hides true intent. Reaching for a usefulness in a different kinda friend…

“All mine”…

To fall in luv with you all over again come mornings light. Not even the dreams I awaken from can compete with how you bring me life. It’s the way you moan as if you don’t wanna wake up that triggers my grin. Knowing in a few moments you’re gonna open your eyes with a desire to live. You’re the difference in the way this world feels like home. And to roll into each other with a sigh that creates the mood is depths shown. It’s how we are before the day can even begins. With you is where I belong and where I chose to live. Laying still long enough prior to rolling outta bed. After coming back to the reality of you and I speaking hey you’s said. There’s something about witnessing luv from your smile that will never fade. All the while rising to the sunshine exposing the face. What a sight I see that draws me into the luv you’re willing to share. You make it so easy to breathe bcuz you’re truly rare. As you hold on tight not wanting me to release you from my arms just yet. So let another day evolve into a night so I can hold you close to my chest. To do it all over again as we cuddle in a comfort. I’ve falling into you and can’t help myself from wanting more. I luv hearing your heartbeat in my ear. It tells me I’m luv’d as the pulse cheers. Reaching for me I sink in deeper every time. I cherish the fact I can call you, “all mine “…

I wanna feel…

I wanna be a different version of me. I wanna be happy. I wanna be somewhere else. I wanna be felt. I wanna feel alive again. I wanna believe I am a man. I wanna look in the mirror and say hi. I wanna find what brings me back to life. I wanna free myself from this endless thought. I wanna not be so fuckin’ lost. I wanna descend from the brain and allow the heart to open up. I wanna remember what it was like to be in luv. I wanna walk in true form. I wave know that I’m someone’s some kinda imperfect norm. I wanna speak without sounding as if I live in fear. I wanna absorb another when their eyes leak of tears. I wanna truly transform into who I am supposed to be. I wanna accept the next phase where my friend never leaves. I wanna, wanna, wanna is all I want. I wanna fall into my crush that’s never nonchalant…

Sitting in the dark…

There’s gotta be another way. One that transforms smiles upon the face. Self can chuckle and giggle all the while being alone. Yet there’s  a stagnant void as if life has halted in the home. As the head lifts and the body sits upright in bed. Quietly drifting without a word being said. Re-examining how days are going by without a thrill. With emotions held in that refuse to spill. Spoiling within the mind a thought asked has awakened. Wtf has happened? Lonely nights and solo meals linger in the name of living safe. Fighting the urge of luv that somehow turns to hate. As sighs heard in the depths of darkness no longer believe the heart is done. How can a use of another redefine trust? Only if there was a choice in disbelief. Giving more reason to remain single is how desires were debriefed. There’s way too many moments without any other around. To hear the silence and a solo breath scream out loud. As soft as the exhale a change is needed. One hasta try at some point to feel passions that have been depleted. But oh the fear that follows the eyes closing once again. It’s not a weakness when fingertips wanna touch the palms of another’s hands. Even though the anxiety of doing so surges through the veins. Pulsating with heartbeats that cripple lips so they cannot speak of the gain. When looking In mirrors at the reflect of self a friend is simply absent. Becoming whole creates a missing link for worth to vent. And then the voice in the head shakes nerves trying to remain calm. The vibration itself defeats the wall built ever so tall. There’s a better way to live that enjoys the tickling humor in the ribs. There’s more beneath the surface that wants to give. But behind closed doors no one will ever know. As it’s the walls that hears the turmoil of moans…

As one…

To make luv. The thought triggers emotions intrigued to play with lust. As to fuck? The attachment isn’t as appealing as to gain a common trust. Passions and kinks are more than sacred. As a true friend will smile and face it. Opening up to be a delicious flavor to be tasted. Never to sidestep truths for it would be a moment wasted. Beneath fingertips hormones do live. Having a depth escaping through touch willing to give. To place a kiss upon the sweetest set of lips. Desire just doesn’t wanna be missed. As the shallows absorb the pulsating thrill of connections. Flowing deep into unmentioned protections. Finding all the little itty bitty imperfections. Defining the source of the inner dimensions. To feel. To enjoy the usefulness of what is real. Knowing self has taken the time to properly heal. Admitting the heart is not made of impenetrable steel. So to be? To become from a dream. Sex and empathy need to breathe. Simultaneously as one and forever in sync…

Next…

Only healed when another is present. To feel whole in the phase of their presence. Then to fall into another’s arms. Never to heal prior to adjusting self’s own heart. It’s a moment that defines the weak. Flowing into the turnabout of empty dreams. From one to the next best thing. On and on carrying the pain of luv’rs needs. To be held for as long as time permits. In and out with new smiles eventually left livid. As the pattern seeks no change. With a depth as shallow as the mind forgetting names.  Caught in a revolving cycle where individuals aren’t true self. Always in the mood to pretend with a little help. On high alert to run off if the situation fades like the night. Staring  into the design of a different set of eyes. Never to correct who one is before lending emotions to someone else. All that’s ever wanted is to be felt. Not knowing what it takes to become so much more. Forever to hear heartbeats pulsating alone being closed doors. As this is a fear that disturbs thoughts. Creating a determined crave to avoid being lost. Although it’s no more than a falsification from one relationship to the next. Finding there’s a hollowness that is unsettling in thy chest…

The morning of…

Awakening to the last day of forever without knowing life is to change. With everything prior to the moment to become a memory buried in the mind unable to escape. As the tomorrow to be will have an absence of a face one tries not to remember. But on the day of the break hearts haven’t a clue they’re to separate to evolve into great pretenders. Losing a piece of self once the sun allows the night to return. Wanting to go back to the morning of to open eyes with luv still having worth. If only the foreshadowing could of avoided the agony of the pain that dug deep. Ripping out emotions for the inner makings to redirect goals and dreams. On the final cut the letting go drifts slow until the all but forgotten has faded away. In months that lead into years with a new same ol same. The rotation of the cycle fights the patience of the wait to feel alive. Leaving in the past a yesterday that couldn’t make it into a now that is to be left as a sigh. For the ease of the breath it takes to define the heart’s contents flows freely. Never to look back for there simply is no need in dreaming…

Hey stranger…

I do not want to know. Please keep it to yourself. I find it more gratifying to figure you out on my own. There’s just something in way of you coming undone that creates a tingle felt. Just to watch you show me everyday of who you truly are. Mmm, just the thought of the time done with you is uplifting. Feeling you from the surface in. Down into details meant to be cherished by a friend willing who to this point had been missing. As here we are having a choice too slow things down. It’s ok to ease back and live and enjoy the mingle of us. You have my curiosity flowing to the rhythm of you and I in motion. Taking patience to the limits of interests paying attention to how we design our own version of luv. Just don’t speak of what I truly want to figure out. Lemme earn the clarification of how we fell so fuckin hard. Just bite your lip n become the soothe tasted on my unspoken tongue. Until the day comes where you accept me into your heart…

 

Fix yourself first…

I don’t wanna save you from yourself. That’s just too much pressure and will create a gate unlike anything felt. Take some time and rotate within. Play with the details before believing in the answer to set you free from your lonely trip. I can’t allow myself to cover the scars you hide. Respectfully how can you expect me to carry your weight and mine. I fear your monsters haven’t settle on the nerves as of yet. And I haven’t it in me to take a chance with the comments deep in my chest. If you’re worth it you’ll understand you havta be the one you need. And me? I’m more than just a face you like having around. There’s just things that havta sync to how the heart pounds. Think about it and loosen up for your own true purpose. You’re the key that unlocks the box that claims your worthless. Release the doubt that makes you cling to someone to complete you. It’s the only way you’ll ever find happiness wanting to put you to use. So trust me asi tell you there’s an appealing factor that must be intact. A maturity that stands upright able and willing to comprehend anyone other than self is an addition to the smile we all have. I’m not a blanket to shelter you from what’s gone wrong. I’m just one person having me to represent. Not wanting another to make relations a burden. Refusing to help you find you through me. If you ain’t got you it’s closed curtains…

Tamed…

You know luv is gonna come along?

Yeah.

What are we gonna do?

Idk.

Is this what we’ve truly become?

I don’t wanna talk about it.

After everything we’ve faced this is the line we won’t cross?

You know how our heart is.

Yeah.

So why bother with it?

Bcuz evening there hasta be more than this.

I think we’re doing alright.

True.

Just leave it alone.

I’m just saying. What if the irresistible feel comes back?

If we stay away from people will be fine.

But what if we don’t wave be conditioned to remain safe?

Why are your doing this to us?

I was just thinking is all.

Well stop.

Ok, damn.

Watcha wanna do?

Fuck off.

Yeah.

Yeah what?

I figured I’d  lose you too…

The ends a gonna come…

To get use to someone is to let them down. The purpose is the end that doesn’t wanna remember the heart beating with sound. The greatest thing ever comes to close just to leave us all lost in open air. Looking for a friend we refuse to make n there’s no sense in thinking it just isn’t fair. Shit happens n people change. Or the rush of emotion didn’t give the mind its piece too gather peace with the pieces as thought for some time never stay in their lane. As fucked up as it may be beginnings will always fade into the never more. As intent is only lent into a phase of emotions being on tour. Drifting into an eventual past. So why feel anyone when nothing ever lasts? When a friend forgets to remain in a mindset of trust with a visual of who gets misplaced as life moves on. Watching faces change shape in the middle of being torn. To finding self on the other side hearing others claim self is broken. As it’s just a case of being misunderstood in a moment of hoping. Waiting on a real one to stick around. Not wanting anything but someone who simply won’t turn away. To get use to the sound of a certain name. With the heart idling in patience for it contemplates what it’ll take. Bcuz nor does it want the same ol same. Creating a halt that causes others to run. With impatience to consider a more mature sense of a friendship for likes to evolve into luv. Liking who has come along. Melting walls in a slow heat so smiles can sing along to the most precious songs. Connecting wills to be in the moment so tomorrow has a chance. Prior to the evolution of the very last dance. Just to lose again to the feel of death. Not knowing who’s gonna go first, what’s the point in giving one’s best?

It takes time…

From the fingertips it slips. Oh the memory in the confusion that clarifies truths. As life continues on without the fulfillment drained into an empty feel. Learning of worth in what is real. In a moment having the desires alive that defines sacred use. Simply calling a truce. As the release helps self evolve. Finding in time somewhere along the lines of where in the fuck is there a place where faces don’t come n go through the door as it revolves. Changing the hearts willingness to luv. Pulling away from the thought. Life tends to keep on until the vague belief is hard to see. Stagnant in a pause at some point to open palms as calm as the soothe of freedom can be. Retracting back into the world before life loses time like it did some time ago. To transition beyond what emotion wanted the most. To realize contents was not earned so premature must be left alone. Just to see faces appear in daydreams of those who didn’t know where self was within. It’ll  seem like different lives are conflicting with one after another as years fade from the grace of grins. Believing truths are so far outta reach. But it’s just a phase one hasta fight through to awaken to a morning coming from dreams. Quietly just wanting someone to lean on before the ache concurs the meaning of me no longer in danger. Remembering the sweetest sensation drift like a stranger. Back to what was a prior version now better off to regain the greatest joy. N then one day the wall falls n life awakens again ready to deploy. With a smile that doesn’t hide hidden clings to what no longer exists. When it’s all over self will be the only who was truly missed…

Along the way…

How long are you gonna hide from me? I see what you allow me to but that’s not what I seek. It’s got me wondering if it’s just the shallows you like to walk through. Meanwhile I can’t help but to be me as I like to live loose. Here I am although I’m net meet in the middle of this thing called life. Be honest, what is it from me you hide? Are you afraid of being hurt? Do you feel there’s no use for my worth? How is it you say you’re living in your moment n yet you’re afraid to live. I’m just asking bcuz your vibe is crisp. But it’s a false presence that resembles your last line of defense. As I stand before you with a great deal of suspense. Is this phase you’re I’m gonna last long after I’m gone? Truthfully it’s a shame you’re going to waste as you’ll wind up completely alone. Why can’t you break the cycle n let someone in? Even if it isn’t me, use that chuckle in you ribs. You don’t know what your are bcuz you can’t see yourself. N from the outside I’m sure I ain’t the only one that’s witnessed the potential felt. You got it. That click that triggers others to wanna give time a chance to live. For once come out from within n enjoy something other than a smile that holds no true memories. Not everyone is an emotional enemy. If you can’t hear me tan maybe I just move on. We all have hope n desires that have been torn. Maybe I’m not the one you’re gobs open up to. It’s ok, just consider a few friendly words calling a truce. Just don’t miss me as I go back to doing what I do without a thought of you being there. Speaking fairly I don’t believe I will cross your mind bcuz you live in fear. It’s sad someone so beautiful in depths refuses to live again. Going day in day out hiding in the nights that have no purpose when everyone that comes along has already been banned. Banished from a heart that has so much to offer. As you watch eyes ease away from stares to find another set to gaze into that are much softer. Losing every good person who attempts to show you something other than pain. For your own sake adapt before it’s you that gets lost having to stay in your own lane…

Live your life…

Forget me. I’m just a moment that lasted in a brief thought that set you free. It’s every I do. Helping others escape the tension within as I rot away smiling at my own doom. Move on. That’s what matters as you find your norm. I’m just a memory that helps your value your existence as you remember who you are. A dismissed Asher thought to be once you’ve evolved n redefined your heart. N as you go on to live your life. Know I’ll be rooting for you with all my might. Go on. Enjoy what you can until you find your norm. I’m no one you’d wanna keep around. N please, keep only the ones you luv in the taste on your mouth…

Answer me this…

What is beautiful if not vanity looking to seek attention? Where’s does depths flow if beneath the skin the feel can’t  find an intermission. Who fucking pauses to see beyond  the skins complexion so use can become of something real? Is there a better understanding sitting in the mind of a place that doesn’t wanna just feel? Are you ok with being on the menu as others lick their chops wanting a taste? Who resides behind the expressions moving repetitive motions upon face? What’s what when attractions aren’t looking at the whole picture of who someone is? N how am I supposed to entertain the same ol bs waiting on the same ol bs? When is there gonna be more than me believing in more than a physical presence? As why comes to mind with a curious sense of worth living in a constant defense. I’m nothing special but damn me if I’ve lost touch with the game. How is it that the eyes cannot witness anything more than what resembles eventual pain?

In the here…

From the outside of being sucked into a bad place. Lookin at years lost n how there’sa change upon the face. Lessons learned convince the inner peace to adapt. It seems we havta lose a few battles to gain these facts. Coming from within to settle nerves that flow with an ease. Reclaiming the essence of self with a balance of wants and needs. As taking the time to grow captured worth. Loosening the crave of others so it no longer hurts. Life changes like night and day. Giving each chapter a new feel destined to shine as if the sun’s rays. Reconnected to the moral fact to have luv from within. For the true number one that continues to live. Feeling the years fade as the norm transforms into a magnificent solo act. Reviving the heart never too fast. Healed thoroughly from the inside out. Finding comfort in the patience it took to overcome a belief in another’s word of mouth. In the here there is no pain nor confusion. Just a pure will to be the resolution…

Claimed as mine...

Bent over n exposed. The thought occurs to wonder of the escaping words. So sweet on my sight. Gentle n firm as pulses spike. Stand there n wait as I admire your curves. Watching you kink's patience want to be heard.  Oh how lovely you look bared to me. Legs so smooth from clothes freed. Spread them n feel how I'm just being you. Close enough to touch but outta reach to keep you loose. As fingertips brush your flesh anticipating a grab. Just to lift from your being to tap your azz. Sending a sting to your mind and a rush to you heart. Claimed by hormones ever so charmed. Shh, listen to by body drop to my knees. As heated breaths warm your hidden seam. With soft kisses to take your breath. Simultaneously enjoying how your ankles are being tied to the bed. Mmm the taste of you is a crave like no other. Felt you are as a irreplaceable luv'r. A play thing needing desires met. As one lick makes your body vent. Feel the flow of the stroke slide back and forth. Grind a lil while I press for more. In between your lips to release to juice within. You're a tasty lil treat who now has a grin. So lean on back into where I bow to please you. Rotating you hips in sync with my use. From side to side I go until I rotate around your clit. With a flick n a suck just to hear you beg for the dick. And who am I to tell you no? Other than the alpha male now I'm control. As I reach for your wrists to restrain them behind your back. Nibbling on your cheeks just to tease the fact. Stripped of all your ability to escape is how I want you the most. Now feel me penetrate you as you begin to moan. In n the out with a twist in the hips creating life. Playing in the hot before my eye. Thrusting deep into your passion I bottom out without fail. Touched within the deepest gasps you could ever exhale. Long and thick I go you whole. Sliding into perfection with the trio of having you alone. Take it. All of me as you drip. You so wet wrapped around my cock. As I pull you hair as I hit the spot. Again and again and again I pulsate to the inevitable burst. Cum for me and I'll dive down and show you worth. That's it, get that shit. Get it! Now remain still while I eat you alive. Face buried in between your thighs. Dripping from your juices I like to play in my food. From clit to azz I can feel you move. And once again you nut. Awakening the beast within is a rush. So I stand and give you a moment as your legs shake. Just to forcefully take you for my own escape. Digging hard and fast to hear your whimper a sigh. Erect asf to the sensation I claim as mine. I luv when you explode. Fuck yeah, now take my looooooad....

Just another face...

Desirable until the moment of the changing of the tide. In to touch the shore to create the swim just to retract as a thought in the mind. To be once luv’d as a phase the end is the night claiming the horizon’s edge. Lost to the depths is relations in times waiting on the ledge. Descending back to earth after flying in the clouds ever so free. One is wanted just prior to the drift separating the heart from dreams. For so long the interaction is a beautiful thing. N then a switch clicks n the transformation lands in a harsh loop at living a different sender of free. Having a expiration date that comes from outta the blue. As there’s no way of explaining why people rethink relations on the move. Going through phases as phrases of luv all sound familiar to the ear. Honey, baby, shugas being a repeated tongue tied fear. Becoming just another face put back into the circulations cycle set on repeat. Trying to avoid the thought of all the long lost dreams...

It's just...

It’s the way the heat from your breath touches my inner ear. It’s the softness in ya kiss that settles my great. It’s how your fingertips press into my muscles ache. It’s the care you take to soothe ease the weight this works upon e creates. It’s a friend I’m you never fades. It’s your smile when you see my face. It’s one moment that’s gotten better everyday. It’s you free will that I cannot help but to match as the same. It’s the understanding you have to relate bcuz we’re on the same page. It’s you that defines pain as you say my name. It’s on the way you move when music reaches you’re rhythm. It’s how you’ve gotten into my system. It’s the silence of your words that needs not spoken. It’s the texture of your skin when my hands rub in the lotion. It’s how you somehow don’t exist. It’s the fact of the matter of how can you be missed? As I feel the linger within hold all hope. It's how your presence is felt even though we've never together been alone.

Still…

Good mornin’. Welcome back from your dreams. Yeah, I’m still here. How’d you sleep? You wanna try to race to the rest room? Nah, me either. But I would like to snuggle for a bit. Until we fully awaken. Just to feel the texture of your skin. Honestly there’s nothing else better than awakening to you. Knowing we have nothing we need to do. Just to lay still and enjoy who we are. Allowing emotion to flow to how naturally the motion flows in heart. Slide on over here. Get comfy before we get up. Be wrapped up n feel safe. I like when you scoot near to the touch. Mmm. Yes, that’s it. Create the never ending sigh. In a moment that never ends. Tucked behind the blinds as the sun comes up. Just be still with be as the day breaks. Just for a lil while. As is as the soothe relaxes the face.

On my mind…

I watch your body move and think of desires come to life with you in the middle of the night. But it’s just an attraction I play with mentally that doesn’t define your

shine. As that little twinkle in your eye I pretend is meant for me. Just before I realize I’m imagining the sweetest interaction made of dreams. Oh how the motion of your lips blowing a single kiss creates a throbbing pulse. Just the sight of you brings to life the inner makings as I climb my own walls. Wanting to feel you close enough to touch and tease like I’ve never done. But I remain as silent as the thoughts in my head craving to introduce an us. Loosening to the thrill so we are a new version of self to open up. As I shut my eyelids to look away so I don’t overstep my place admiring how beautiful you’d appear in luv. But I’m not trying to rush what you do not know as I loosen up to the smile that surfaced upon my face. With my stare flowing with your physic’s curves that captures our claim. You have me going back and forth within attempting to fight the urge to speak. Noticing how breathtaking your natural drift processes the real me. I haven’t came out in so long, but it be you that would justify why. I like having you on my mind.

Be you…

Imma need more than the skin you live in to give me a thrill. The shape of your body is just a figure in the mind stimulating the imaginations will. What else is there to attract my attention? Do you and I’ll follow your intentions. Straight to the sweet flavor you hide. But leave the kink outta the mix long enough to enjoy a lil of life. I’ve been over here wondering in thoughts that forever wanna jump to conclusions. So let me in on who you are so I’m not looking at another illusion. Depths would be nice. A real smile would be even better than a bland hype. Yes I’d like to know a few rings you never tell anyone. It’s the only way to conclude a determination worth considering likes transforming into trust. Do show how in the now you’re open to the feel. To a complex situation of friends on another level facing what’s real. As I stand in place waiting on what I havta know before lingering on. Following the texture of your cheek as a norm. It’s deeper than vanity getting its way. Softer than fingertips roaming as they play. What I crave in being the chests cage locked up. And I’m here reaching for the contents of what could never be hushed…

As whole…

To fuck with meaning. Having a deeper feeling than the pulse of genitals releasing. Moving in sync as emotions dig. Accepting sighs and heavy pants of breaths that crawl upon the skin. With nerves in a moment of sensitive trade. Changing expressions in the claiming of the face. Gaining another as a piece of self. Rolling topside of a bed felt. Craving time to slow before it end. Earning the presence of a never ending friend. In the middle of the heat exchanged. As it’s more than sex that calls out one’s name. Passionately fucked into nights that pause in motion. Creating a different and much needed type of devotion. Like animals in the dark. Allowing another to enter the heart. To roam freely as bodies interact. Physically gasping when groped as the tongue reacts. Speaking filth into the open air. Caught by an ear intrigued by the sound of relations so rare. Free to be as the kink within can live in true form. Played with in a tampering violated norm. Bringing out the inner most sacred details that are willing to mingle. Changing statuses that transform from the state of being single…

One by one…

Friends made is change in the makings. From strangers to comforts too close for the takings. Moving up levels one by one. Transforming the knowing into a consideration of emotions full blown. Capturing another in true form. Having them around long enough to become a natural norm. As the old self looks on to who has risen to the occasion on the flesh. Noticing the mirror mimic expressions upon a luv’rs face giving their best. Just for a random day to awaken to the fade. Driving the mind to reconfigure thoughts that cannot escape. The end comes near in the presence of luv’s coarse running through. Cutting ties as that special someone is let loose. Free from the restraints of relations worth is given back. Held as the wonder of different not understanding how to place them into a past. From start to finish in one of many chapters where characters play the part. Trying to keep safe the contents of the heart. Attempting to remove the rotten vibes that claim the good once lived. Just to havta eventually stare at someone else in the same way n transfer kisses that share the simplest thing as a kiss.

As I am…

This is the defensive me. The single version that luvs to be free. What you see is an individual who’s had enough. Someone who doesn’t get to close to the comfort of touch. Keeping life simple and to the point. Knowing everyone past a friendship I must avoid. Who I am is not out out I n the open on certain levels. I’ve buried pieces of my deepe than r the reaching of shovels. As practically I can be seen in the flesh. But mentally I wear a vest to protect my chest. Finding humor to be the answer to life’s lil moments add up. Believing no one could ever earn my trust. I’m the image in your eyes that hides just outta sight. Right beneath the surface hoping no one ever defeats my fight. For the resistance to tension somewhat whole is far too real. And it has nothing to do with how I feel. To me emotions cloud thoughts unique naturally ability to breathe. I live without relations that aren’ attempt too mold a silhouette in the dark as I dream. Talking from my pieces that get misplaced and lost over time. I’d rather be alone in rare form before I live a lie. So it’s bye prior to the depths grasped by a strangers cause. Accepted by me as my own flaw…

Fuck it…

Fighting. Resisting. Not in the mood to give in. Rebellious. Definitive. Having a worth within. Aching. Pretending. Nothing matters. Lost. Stubborn. Self cannot seem to feel flattered. Emotionless. Cautious. The heart begs to heal. Removed. Disciplined. The mind is real. Time. Paused. There’s an endless void. Wondering. Distant. There’s nothing to enjoy. Wasteful. Done. Opposite thoughts conflict. Hopeless. Deprived. Life goes on with its twist…

Digging into defines…

The mystery of not knowing much. Like eyes that haven’t seen the naked flesh. Wanting to touch. Creating a pulsating influence from thy chest. It’s the unknown of everything to know. Hope at its best. With the feeling of self that might not havta spend a forever alone. Straight from the chest. As if a puzzle that needs fingers to place the pieces in sync. There’s a wonder that craves depths beneath a sigh. Taking the time to get to know what there is about a daydream. In the makings of feeling intentions come to life. From strangers to friends or somewhere in between or even so much more. There’s things one doesn’t know. Things that’ll spark desires to relate to the flames core. Warming up to feel of comforts throne. In the belonging with the dropping of the guard. Dipping into the individuality that awaits an equal movement in motion. Capturing the mind’s control of the heart. In awe accepting emotions relocation. Shared in a moment of use. Figuring out the configuration within another’s will. Looking at what appears to be proof. Simply going with the thrill..

Pouring out…

I can feel you cry. I know when your eyes cannot hold in the emotions leaking from within. For mine drip from outta the blue. Somehow connected with you. As I cannot find you to see what I can do to help you live. Tears fall at the most random times. When you’re down it reaches me. Pulling on a stream that flows knowing you’re hurt. Straight from your heart to mine my eyelids weep. Sometimes I wonder if you’ve lost your worth. Sitting in a mindset where you’re broken somehow. As the vibe moves silently into my own chest. Sending a rush that lingers on. While your out there tearing up giving life your best. I’m here feeling every ripple worn. Upon the face that I can not see. Imagining the pain that changes expressions from such a beautiful being to a distraught whisper no one can hear. Fading off to somewhere else so your not so weak. My tear ducts release your fears…

You’re priceless…

I’m guilty of the pleasure of the feel of your skin. Deepening the depths sinking in. Addicted I am to the flow of the texture of your flesh. One touch n I’m losing myself n there just isn’t any help. Only fix is to stroke you with a caress that soothes the crave. Hands on I’m willing every time to enjoy a bit of life pulsating when you say my name. Making it hard for me to ever tell you no. One little whispers and emotion flows. I’m a goner to the stare you lay out upon me. Defining the transition of how wants become the norm of needs. So soft the look it takes me to places I’ve never been. On a journey with you by my side to find the tickle in our ribs. You’re priceless to the sensitivities as our palms meet in a wild game of desire. I’m guilty of pressing my lips to yours. It’s unavoidable in the moment being able to do more than dream of more. As my heart surges when you’re beneath my fingertips laying still. Damn if you ain’t the ultimate thrill. In my presence so I cannot see anyone beyond your existence. As you’ve gotten past my infiltrated line of defenses. With one itty bitty crack of a smile I collapse for you to do as you please. Trusting my willingness is put to use in ways I can be me. Free is the feeling you cause when you come close enough to open me up. As I believe there’s pieces of me that lean into the makings of luv…

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…