fades away

indulge me a minute, thats about how long this will take until im finished, about from now until the time i tie up my tennis. diminished; thats the word the comes to mind everytime i think about your feelings and mine, its like we're wasting time just for times sake. i deal with you because of the love we make, you stay because my hearts been your home for so long you dont wanna rebuild a place. i remember when i would feel so safe, like your words were straight sent to me from the man that mans the pearly gates. but as the world twirls and deals out fates i find that i found a real love that was fake. we took this about as far as it could go and through all this time we both had to grow. im not sayin you never did your part but in life growth goes in all directions, ours was apart. lets be real, we no longer need to sit here and deal, you wouldnt say it so i decided to tell you how i feel. and in my field, words are deadly, and after the other day when you were on the phone the things i heard...i should be dead already. no reason for this to go on any more, i mean the feelings are just not as strong any more, and when we embrace you dont feel like you belong any more and truthful i dont know how long i can go on without doing wrong any more. so its time to stop, its time to shit or get off the pot, we both been holdin down this dynamite for a while now its time to let it pop. so as i leave dont feel like you've been dissed because as i leave i promise you'll be missed, but if i dont leave someones gonna cheat or we'll result to solving problems with our fists and we're way too good to do shit like this. so here's a kiss to the forehead for all the good memories we will always be able to share...but in your mind is were we'll always have to stay because im sorry but some time love just fades away.........


***(nothing to do with you)***

Her pussy...

.......i told her her pussy was like poetry
then i began to explain that world scholars would try to describe its power in vain..
she creates her own showers and when i try to go down and claim, i slide right off as if i hydroplane....i don't try to hide a strain, a look off sheer unequated pleasure, if she screams i deem to hold that position forever, an audience of two and we applaud as our bodies hit together.
each touch seems to be better than the prior, as she makes it grab me as if its insertion were dire, her perversion's mixed with fire and it can only inspire, one's mind to wonder how he can make the intensity of this moment rise any higher. her eyes cry liquid fire after each individual eruption, she arches her back through her shoulders and grinds through it as if it was nothing. that's her power, she doesn't deviate from her mission, a fierce sexual being that likes to osculate as you switch from position to position. you have to make sure your posture's straight, her body will speak you have to listen, you must be sure making her orgasm a roar is your only disposition. being trapped amongst her thighs is absolutely the sweetest prison and as your tried there you'll reside there happy to sever her every sentence. I'm assured that she will bring about the fall of all that is mundane and contrite but I'm rendering her poetry right so that will have to be the next readers plight....goodnight

what if i told my fantasy....

what if she knew all i wanted to do, how i wish to treat her like a dish and I'm the principle of her school. what if i told told her i wanted to pour oil all over and watch her glisten as she rubs it in and starts to move in closer. what if i said i wanted a stranger in our bed, but not me but she would be making love to her instead. how could i express that i want her to wear a dress, so that when we're out in public i could slip in a caress. i want to be able to tell her the things that i have been afraid to share like how i want to make love to her on a rainy night out front in our lawn chairs. how am i to confess that i desire random sex, no matter when or where, these thoughts have me extremely vexed. i wanna be free to explain how when we go out; her, her friend and me, how i secretly wish it could be us three intimately. how do i articulate how i wish for her to demonstrate a sensuous dance right before i penetrate. but i tend to hesitate because I'd hate for her to see me as a disgrace, some kind of sex fiend and she wouldn't be able to look me in the face.....



what if he knew all the deeds I'm aching to do like how i wanna watch a sexy girl shake it, put my face in it too. how i think my home girls cute and i want the three of us to do a few things that was originally designed for two. how would i tell him I'd love it if we were intimate in public or how some times i want him to not be so gentle and get on some rough shit...i wish he knew, i mean i wish i could say how badly i wanted to have him outside that one rainy day, all the thunder and lightening would have made it so exciting but the thought of him seeing me different is so very frightening. but still, i wish we could make love at the tip of Federal Hill, real real late while the city is some what still, and the lights in the distance would fell like eyes surveying my body and I'd welcome them all as he pulses inside me. i want spontaneous love making, any where would be good, if we were driving and he pulled over just to take me on the car's hood, the heat from beneath and him in between...i get aroused just by the imagery of the scene. but I'll never him let him know, I'm trapped by my fears I'd hate to lose his respect after all these years.....

what if i told my fantasy.....

another quick flow

move closer to me so i can feel you better, lay across the bed and i'll lick you like im tryin to seal a letter. stand up and i'll pick you up so you can reach the ceilings better, get on top and don't stop because i like to feel you get wetter. on the porch in any season because we wont even feel the weather, we rock each other crazy like we made a deal together. and those times when we unwind to this number in my mind that kinda looks like a zodiac sign, is like us sharing a meal together. we keep it real for pleasure and pleasure keeps it real for us and i aint putting nobody on when i say we have gone on from dawn until dusk. elation is a must not something reached through luck, its more then a stroke, poke and a light grasp of the throat and its more then just primal lust. it takes patience and time like you waitin on a bus; pun intended though trust, give her all of you and she'll return the favor with a plus; matter fact a few, we have mastered intimacy on cue, you move beyond me and i follow through you, a life time of bliss i vow this to you, a few deep dips and hips twists and you get so loud its like there two of you. and everything i do to you act like its new to you because before it wasn't done for, but to you, and the difference is clear cause everything's magnificent here. in public i cant help but nibble because you have such irresistible ears. i drink your kisses down smooth like after a toast and a 'cheers', and when we're alone we can roam from sofas to chairs. we all live i lives in the large reflection of perfection but i swear we're the closets thing to there..but imma stop bragging about it because im not being fair.

...quick flow

i want to do things to you that i swear i won't do for others, i want to build up a convent for lovers strictly for us beneath the covers, i wanna do all those shoulda, coulda, woulda's that i didn't do the last time i coulda, i want that diabetic love and over dose on your sugar, hopin that I'll go into shock, allowin your moans to be my lullaby baby as we make this cradle rock, and just fuckin we're not, we're loving each other particular spots, touchin each other till we get all twisted in knots, winter time, window down cause we still be hot. and if im lyin i'm flyin and if you drinkin im buyin, and if you bending over im gettin behind, biting you all over cause i know you dont mind, i could search the world over and i know your something nobody could ever find and for some reason divine you decided to be mine, and i decided to keep tryin daily to show you that your more than i could ever had made you up to be, life can be hard and your touch makes it up to me, truly, you move through me, i stand and applaud you like a perfect movie. sexy as a bitch!, fuck a cutie, every minute without is fuckin cruelty....