Poetic Jungle - I got lost in my thoughts

Your style smooth with a rugged personality wrinkled like raisins

Not complicated but smooth sailing

how can I tell if you really into me?

The flipping of birds chirping sad songs when they fly south

Synchronicity.

As my pen glides I find the tides to ride out in the sunset

My king.

The one I lay on like a surfboard.

Up and down up and down we go

Words with friends…..

How about brains with thoughts?

Body with curves?

Eyes with depth?

Lips with words?

I slay all with smiles of doom without they mind right tryna stop me.

In tuned with headphones better than your Dre beats I can’t hear shit that doesn’t populate life into my being B.

Loving me feels so right I sown it to the front of car as headlights

Can you see me beaming?

Streaming my essence with sexy as a persona but you can’t feel it unless you in me.

You’re not me. Just cant be.

We are one from the same source but…….

I’m me and you can’t be.

Let your flows go down differents pathways leading deep into my ocean

Mixing nutrients and resources lets create life while the sun is poking….

Nah im joking

or maybe I’m not. Your being got me hot like pockets in a cardboard box depicting as food filled with unknown ingredients.

My lips feel needy yet my tongue can taste the fragrance of your truth

If I want it I can get it. Let that be truth.

Lets blend together like fruits of a smoothie and make proof

Kissing

I love kissing.

My hips move to the rhythm of my moans, your grunts

I twitch when your hands touch soft spots

I love kissing.

I kiss with more than my mouth

these lips

that tongue

so plump

so full

so real

Though the sensations are fulfilling

I wanted more so I let my soul intertwine with yours.

I love this feeling

The wetness of my mouth can give you a glance of the rivers flowing between my essence

Your tongue tastes mine and the sentations made my mind wonder

Please don’t stop.

The sweetness is like forbidden candy in chocolate covered fruit

sitting

waiting

to be eaten

sexy

delicious

delicate fruit

mmmmmmmmm.

softness against softness

roughness against roughness

Your hardest against my softness

This must be what heaven feels like.

I could hear the birds chirpping

the wind blowing sweet nothings in my ear as we

kiss.

As we both explore the depths of what seems like a shallow opening,

tensions strengthen but I dont feel uneasy

Pull me

Grab me

Squeeze me

Just dont take your lips away.

Sparks like hot pepper

heavy breathing

mind dizzy

Who am I? What are WE?

souls ascending to become one

sex with just lips

how we layer

and cover

and caress

and taste

and grind

each others face.

pained-poet:

Daddy you are one of the most intellectual and magnificent men I know. You make me smile and make me feel like a princess. You have gave me a wonderful childhood. And only wished that I could have made you as happy as you’ve made me. When i see you I cry cause I notice you see right through my facade. Everyday I miss you and wish I could be little again so you can hold me and make me feel safe. Without you is like being a bird with a broken wing

If I had a true father figure in my life, I’d probably have these feelings

Hot summer day but the place felt ice cold

Calm morning only lead to an eventful afternoon

Feeling uneasy

Animosity

Jealousy

Me and my seed sat in the kitchen

eating, communicating, building

She laughed

I smiled

She is so beautiful and amazing

You enter the scene with hate and negativity

Built strong with tons of sensitivity

Demanding your rights as a parent that I would not give

You grabbed

I grabbed

You threatened

I got hit

As my nose bled

My face ached

I grabbed my seed to exit

I tried to walk as fast as I can

Just as soon as I thought I made it out of hell

You grabbed me and threw me against the floor hoping to break my face

You laughed as I bled

And my seed cried

With my shirt ripped

My toes chipped

And hands gripped on my seed I left

Went somewhere safe still feeling in danger

I returned

Changed clothes so we can make a fast escape

But you blocked our escape

I pushed Screamed Yelled

Nothing worked.

You said I had to do what you wanted and give up my seed.

Almost like saying stop being a mother of protection Mother of love Mother who lets no harm harm the child

I refused

You devil erupted and pushed me.hard against the softness of pillows

Knees in my abdomen

Hand around my neck

Breath exhaled

I died in a living hell

No movement

No life

No rights

But somehow life returned to my body to remain gripping my seed close to me

She watched me die

And then come back while holding her.

You didnt care.

July 4th never a day of independence but a day my dependent became independent after I independently left her undefended.