All Praises Due

Browning skin…

From the sun…

On a covered up tattooed tear drop I got years ago.

Correct me if I’m wrong but….

I love all the beautiful women of….

All shapes, sizes, colors and cultures……

 

 

“Brazilian!”

Sweet pear tree “Queen” that bees.

My trap.

Native blood cute cotton tail.

Soft spoken.

Open to anything.

I…

Whine…

For…..

 

 

 

“Ethiopian!”

Praying!

For a hoping chance to romance.

That shining ornament on the top.

Of a Christmas tree on my mental morning.

“Beautiful!”

Olive oil nose posed for me.

Looking at toy toes.

 

 

“Palestinian!”

Sweety!

Charged up!

I’m forever imprisoned.

All In open.

Pushing my focus.

To create white water waves.

Important size heart, body and mind.

That I wish was mine.

 

 

 

 

“Spain!”

This may sound real lame but…

I’ll be her slave for life!

The freaky crushed up crash dummy for your stay.

Love!

I need that rain on that thing.

Pronto!

Speaking in my ear in……

Mmmmmm….

Low tone finger prints.

 

 

 

 

 

“Zimbabwean!”

I say…

The darker the berry…

The sweet the cherry!

On my tongue like cereal milk.

Flavored ice creamy.

Enough to drive me crazy.

Into a wall of safety.

How the hell did I get here!

 

 

 

Ireland…..

Her racist dad.

I don’t care if he hates my guts.

I was born with a back bone.

Unbelievable!

Long hair!

I  double dog dare her.

To let down her long hair like.

“Rapunzel!”

Let down please.

Little tale like a pony.

Meet me…

On the Titanic were I’ll wait for you.

Don’t panic….

 

 

 

 

Pakistan….

Seasons of…

Where…

Have…

You been….

Verry humble…

Intuitively….

Cares for me…

Enough to kill time..

Forever if it touches me….

She likes love notes.

I wrote you a letter…

Please open it when I say so.

 

 

 

 

“India!”

Cultured rose petals.

Meadows of her uncommonly breezes.

By me..

I’ve seen her dance into sensuality.

In a very cold igloo view.

Eden eyes breathing odd.

I realize I’ve been swept off my feet.

No suprise at all.

 

 

 

 

“American……..”

Ummm……..

Next…..

 

 

 

 

Norwegian…

She rings my bell!

Like a Cathedral…..

Snow white…

Snowed in…

So white…

Over snow fights….

Fun hugs…

Kissing Hershey…

She likes to nibble..

Never bite..

Warm with in a temper.

Warm in my temple.

I love frisky troubles..

Be my cabin…

I light the log for you…….

 

 

 

 

 

Veitnemese….

So small in my arms.

She jumps up on me ecstatic.

Her love for me isn’t fabricated.

She is my second home like prison doors.

I get down on my knees to please…

Her with no description…

That I can say.

I promise it’s xxx rated…

Oh!

A script for I to play in…

I’m the young man…

Shes my naughty school teacher…

 

 

 

 

Russian…

Black hair I dared my self to look away.

My desires are to…

Dress her in something edible.

Your very flexable…

A specialty…

So special to me…

I go crazy like me…

Heart eyes!

Popping out of my scull sculptures..

When your my bank…

Im the direct depositor…

 

 

 

 

Aerial View Of A Touch

Lining up with… The print… Rubbing till red…  Through cold nights… Air conditioning… Over some cool breeze….

Excited!!

 

The pair of… Arousing attention… Attitudes… Loud conversations… Disagreements get resolved…

 

Flick the… Light switch… Till you come on…

 

The pipe list… On site… Needs a dirty needy cleaning…

All night!!

 

 

Ya..

 

Upside-down down… Like a vampire sleeps… The other down is under splits…. There is no sleeping….

Round!

Here!

 

 

When ice touches… To close to the circumference… Becomes Nibble currency to… Rippling through…. The bloodstream…

 

Steam off goose bumps… On halloween lips… Sucking the attention… Off of what newborn babies replenish selves…

With….

 

Big strong bones… Mussels… With a partner… Starts the mumbling…

Just don’t bite…..

 

 

Lick!

 

Don’t hide…….

 

Look…

Pretty peeled…

Eyes….

Back…

Reverses…

This pleasure….

Like powder…

The snow….

White blast….

Blast!

 

 

Influenced the pearl to…..

Hatch open…

For…..Play…    Time….

 

 

Till its temperature is ready to connect…

One of the greatest features if I may…

Indeed!

 

You peek a boo with no support behind the cotton shirt…

To…

Tease…

 

Knowledge summoned that need for cooperation…

That ran off with the scene like a theif…

 

 

Pic…

Slipped in through  a lovers cell phone…

That….

“Come home and get it!”

“It’s all yours!”

 

 

Or just plain ole

filthy touching

at night after

the lights dim…..

 

Tongue moves

to counter a

clock wise

showers

the low

end

petri dish

In the studies

of a

movement

till the covers

notice you under……….

 

Light

movement…….

 

Touch them

vibrant

symmetrical

no price is right

when right is

what is

on the left of you

from a aerial view……….

 

 

 

 

 

I Wish Apon A Shining Scar…..

 

Over your scars

I rub my index finger

across.

 

I know thee.

 

Kilo of insecurities.

 

I’m her for you and me.

 

Placed her so high

that I

can see.

 

The beautiful work

of make.

 

Is that scar across

your facual.

 

Please!

 

Don’t hide what

you should embrace.

 

Your face

from no mistakes.

 

Thee abrasions on

your body.

 

Excites

me.

 

A short tale told

to my eyes

or the acassional.

 

“It’s a long story.”

 

It’s ok with me if

it’s ok with you.

 

A  skirt with cuts.

 

With wrist that

whispered.

 

“can anybody

see me?”

 

“Will anyone

listen?”

 

My ears are not

missing.

 

So I miss you when

you miss Read me.

 

Scars from harsh

pastence.

 

I have

patience for.

 

I adore you.

 

Stubbed those toes

lacerations

on tip toes.

 

Pink toes are

to the max my

most.

 

Chocolate Sundays

make my banana split.

 

Then spit

seeds with know

damages.

 

These images can.

 

Only

suit a real troop.

 

A real man can

only be.

 

Thankful

for you to stapling

your.

 

War wounds.

 

To my sweet toothed.

 

So suckle the roof of.

 

Your played blues to

slow Jazz music.

 

Plus

sad news.

 

Telling this

make up.

 

I need you to

cover my face up.

 

Chin up to hold

your face up.

 

High!

 

We don’t have

to make up.

 

Or need it

to make up lies.

 

Both of ours

were meant for

me.

 

You were

for no other guy.

 

He would get picky.

 

Call you a 1 or 2.

 

Your my 10 yes

you.

 

That other guy

high maintenanced.

 

Shallow water.

 

Or horrified to.

 

That guy is

a child.

 

I love to live for

your smile.

 

The deep cut above

the your eye brow.

 

Hugs.

 

Me.

 

 

It is a slogan that says

to me.

 

Only for the man I

be.

 

If you cry I’ll

wipe your eyes

with my sleeve.

 

Or vice versa.

 

My burst of joy.

 

When I place my

home.

 

On the back

of your spine.

 

From.

 

That fatal operation

that you almost died.

 

From.

 

I’m here!

 

I’m there!

 

I’m everywhere!

 

Surrounding

Everything with

My ties to you.

 

Are my strings

to tight?

 

For you?

 

Your front

my hands

picking you

up

out of

your wheelchair.

 

Even a story

that projects

insecurities

there.

 

I’m here

to change you.

 

bathe you.

 

Whatever else

I can do.

 

To see your mind

smile for my camera

eyes.

 

Lenses wide.

 

On Someone

I wish for.

 

Let me kiss

your scars.

 

Good night………….

Arsonist In The Heart

Early

birds humming…

 

Taste testing

the subject…….

 

I’ll waste

nothing……

 

I wanted something….

 

Crushing my

crush and something…..

 

Stepped on

shower glass

in a hour glass…..

 

I grasped time

in the morning

 

Somewhere at 5

between your thighs…..

 

lies A gem

for the gemologist…..

 

High maintenance

posture dangerous…….

 

Yelp my name out

in increments…….

 

Escrow accounts broken

into…….

 

Robbed…

 

Pulled out

she payed for it……..

 

Played her little

games…..

 

With it……..

 

I’m ashamed to

admit……..

 

That it was dangerous

tampering with……..

 

A sorceress of taboo…..

 

Feeding you my

aphrodisiac……..

 

To ache your

arched back………..

 

Eyes bright like……

 

A moth when……..

 

A gravitational pull

up to the lights……….

 

When there

switched on…………..

 

She was warned……..

 

Infinite sun

heats the room up…….

 

Through windows

so  passionate…………

 

heard froms…………

 

The pillow grabbing

she formed her

own languages………

 

Casting them out

like…………

 

The 12 pillars of judah……

 

I’m the general

supreme ruler of

Her medulla………….

 

Oblongata………………

 

I took control

like I gotta……………

 

Of her………..

 

In and out

like a robber……………

 

yatta

yatta

yatta

 

Shit talks……….

 

So bullshit

walks over…….

 

Out of

the doors………

 

Can make things

interisting……..

 

Now

intricate………….

 

Entangled up

intentionally…………

 

Ambitiously

I make my

Stamp on that

dope……………………

 

Sorry………

 

That was

a bag of

heroin

quote…………..

 

The 2020

ball dropped years

ago……………….

 

Splattering

paint all over………………

 

Me……………

 

Over………………

 

I can’t think………..

 

Feeling like I’m

laying in a sink………..

 

Filled up with

warm water…………………

 

Sugar…………….

 

Round two is

getting set up

in order……………….

 

For this mornings

northern lights……………..

 

My power

to take over

the fire…………………..

 

In your desire

to want no other…………..

 

Me………….

 

Forever more

is my title……………

 

I’m a heavenly

heavy weight

Champion………….

 

Athenas baby boy……………..

 

Osirises protégé……….

 

It is protocol

that I kill it………………

 

Over

and over

and again…………….

 

Till your balance

is over…………

 

yatta

yatta

yatta

 

I couldn’t even

understand

the words………..

 

From your movie

plot………….

 

Thee finallys

climax……………..

 

I treated you like

a client………………..

 

Hold on one

sec……………….

 

My stimulated pieces

are on thee other line……………..

 

Excuse me caller…………

 

I absolutely gotta take your

call another

time…………………..

 

Call out to me…………..

 

Reaching for your

lovers rhythm……………..

 

The rhyming of this…………..

 

Good light of mind…………

 

I’m going to let

it shine across your

facial expression…………..

 

All

week……………………

 

Smile dandy flow

in your heart…………….

 

Beattttttt…………….

 

Now sheets look

like a bad start to finishing

them…………..

 

I don’t know why though…………..

 

I’m hungry as fuck?

 

 

 

 

Exercising Opportunities

Forhead

Contagious…………

 

 

Sliding

Down

Like

A

Play

Ground……….

 

 

Held in

Individual

Pockets

Like a

Tackle box…………..

 

 

Stuck on

You like

Some opium

gum………………..

 

 

Chewing me

up…………..

 

 

Down

Drowning

Please Don’t

Come up

It would

Be like

No fun……………..

 

 

Neck

Ears

Are cold

lips stuck

To a

Dimond cut

Eyes beam

A set

Of high beams

Through

The thug……………..

 

 

 

That’s troubled

In a world

Were

I can’t

keep you……….

 

 

Firm

Like

Pussy willows

Hot swaying………

 

 

I reached from

Behind

Over her shoulder

To flick

Soft skin

Upper bump

Like a

Light switch

Turning

On……………….

 

 

 

Paper plate tags

On my new car

I was pulled over

Frisked

By a frisky

Eyed

Scented

Sweet

Brown sugar

Of my dreams…………

 

 

 

Was it a dream

Of someone

I wanted to

Cuff thoroughly

From behind…………..

 

 

Wanting

This

Sort of

Surprise……….

 

 

 

So I

Can sleep

In a heavenly

Peace

Fine

Sweeping off

Wet parts

Off my T shirt………….

 

 

Leaned up

To roll my

Eyes like

I said something

You would dislike…………

 

 

Once again

Peace is with in

My hard time

Till its over…………..

 

 

So go slower

I’ll wait at the

Door……………

 

 

Till you tell me to come in…………

 

Flawlessly! A sight seeing someone! Wishing chemistry! Tense! Eyes from yonder! Diamonds are forever! I can see a infinite amount of heavens! To be close! To be Close! To be close! Sorry typo! Drooling over a pool of you! Wishing! Shit! I think this tittle might be to long!?

Disscription?

Oh Lord!

Let me move back…

So I can see from the…

Highest heights into…

A drop of skin so crisp!

like air in Iceland!

Well In a picture somewhere…

I’ve never been…

 

Heaven send!

Better when!

You look into your!

Own reflection!

 

Refreshingly!

Irish spring commercial!

Lady of the!

Ummmm?

Someone you hover over!

 

From the site  of afar!

 

Were you are…

Up above so bright…

Stars in your eyes…

Cool like halls for a…

Sore throat……..

 

Aligned just rite…

Turning…

In a trending trap…

Tremendously!

 

Ment to see!

So I seen!

What I saw!

I want it all!

 

What I saw!

Was?

 

Something?

Someone?

Somewhere?

 

A dedication to…

A fable…

Yet true…

I’m enabled…

To touch…

 

If I could!

 

I would slide my!

Right hand?

Rite hand?

Wright hand?

Side of her mind…

 

I would slide…

Down the side…

Of her soft skin….

Looking her in her?

With my felony eyes…

 

A felony I’d…

Undress…

Her…

Mind…

 

I forgot to say!

 

What did I say?

 

Damn…

 

I want to melt on to you….

Like a hot candle?

 

No No No!

 

I want to hold on to…

Your waistline like…

A…

Black statue candle holder?

 

Damn!

 

Nope!

 

That ain’t right…

 

What  is it?

 

I want to push up on…

You like a…

Stroller?

 

Fuck!?

 

O!

 

Here it is!

 

Hi…

My name is chris…

What’s yours?😃

Camp

Loving that…

Stifles…

 

 

Locking lips with a rifle…

Consumed by your…

Cran apple fumes…

 

Exploring…

Thee surface of…

Thee…

Pacific…

 

 

Your rituals dont scare me…

Identicle to a prayer meeting…

Sacred etchings on a..

Newly discovered drop cave…

For God sake…

Walls plus ecetra kisses…

Pretending…

As if it was our honeymoon…

Redipped in hotspings…

With persision, patiently giving…

I take so…

I can give it…

Give me that fruit bubble yum…

So I can pop you…

98.6 degrees Fahrenheit enters…

my mouth to my body tingles…

Like bubble wrap at that…

Pop!

 

I’m the new years resolution…

Your mama doesn’t want for you.

 

(mama)

“girllll you better stay away from his mind.”

“Not the man physically.”

“There is something you will never see inside.”

“This man!”

 

 

You didn’t listen…

Now your enveloped in…

As my prisoner…

 

Hypnotic…

Yemens flock of doves….

 

Camp

No Picture

“Astonishing!”

One word to discribe the mentality. Yours can jam my mind up like, New York traffic. Trafficking you through my mind like bad habits. Drugs that do damage. So good to me…

Damn rabbit! I can’t catch! Catch up to stop. With out that sassy mustard. I want that voice that stays sweet like custard. My costume can be your birthday suit. Days that smile

“Say cheese!”

Flashing my knowledge as bright as I can! The feeling will never ever flash back! That Reflection from the beautiful sun will… Block its surroundings for my irises. Shutting down…

The mind stops it functions. I really want to spread this butter. On your toast. My Knock off designer mind is gone. The hyperbolic time chamber Is where I live in. The testimony to my longest years of lonliness needed.

“lockness!”

One time seen event. A typhoon I triumph over. My battle could have been finnaly finished. If I caved in. I’m in a cave. I’m just a cave man. Caved in… Caving in my crazy sence.

“throwing it!”

“pull!”

“pow!”

“I never ever miss my targets!”

“I targeted!”

If I didn’t hit my targets. I faked it. To dissolve an dismiss my desires. I have cave them in. Fenced them in. A shock callar on. In case of mentioned.

“Shit!”

“I’m buck ass wild!”

“So that might turn me on to!”

confused about what can make me live forever. With a you… Or if it will burn my hebrew soul. Holy water boils on the stove. I dipped my two fingers in this dream. That burned the hell into me.

Awakend with out your picture…

Unperfect…

Soul…

So perfect…

Yet…

The death of my future…….

That Venom

“artwork by me”

 

Crush the lemons

Creative

Let loose the citrus

 

Great tasting ingredients

Recipe for something steamy

Something good for the recipient

Creamy

Center

Till the peak of uncontrol

Explosions

Under the bridge

Sqeezing out the tears of joy

Testing the taste

Till I know if it’s to my liking

So thirsty

Parched

Plus

I need that adrenaline

Rushing tawards my

Selfish likes

Not selfish if tight

I had missed my lips bottom

Got some on my white v neck

T shirt

So right that

I suck all the juices

That were left on it

From out of the cotton

Lemons to lemonade

The space I fill with

Goods

To act right

Act ups

Hick ups

On a dim evening

I will

Still eat it

So so so sweat

Nothing compares

Hooked like

Held like

Felt like

The lemon smiled at me

Is the lemon

Consuming me

If the prices go up

I will find some way

To purchase one

Try one

There is only one I need

Spring

Winter

Summer or

Spring

Fall I think

Not in that order though

Juicey on me

Everytime

So juicy to enjoy

Intakes this

Tingling

Rambling on

Feeling

Opening

If un

Then opening it

Till my spinal

Spirals Into a spiritual awaking

Feel like

Marshmallows dropped

In warm coco

If the lemon had pockets

I’d be in and out like

A bank deposit

Hoping I can

With drawl out it

In time

The chances of that

Are like

Trying to grow my hair back

HaHaHa

This damn lemon

Is going to give my a

Outer body experienced heart attack

Dream

“in response to the freedom of expression challenge by iScriblr.com”

(art work done by me…)

 

“in response to the freedom of expression challenge by” iScriblr.com

 

Official like two ply tissue….

Who high?

I am!

I missed you…

 

From when you use to…

Dig in your nose…

Then tried to hide it like…

I didn’t know…

 

Or when you put on those…

Thick ass socks when it was hot…

 

The arguments…

Then forgetten what about…

 

Little of the littlest things that…

Plagued a man’s mind…

Mine!

 

Pulling out!

That hang nail called!

Ouch!

Crying…

In…

Denial….

Hating me…

To call me back later…

Texting me…

Saying something like…

 

“You hungry?”

 

I held my pride back!

Like gunz when they go!

Click! Clack!

 

Laughing at my damn self…

When I got to the door…

Ringing that damn bell…

 

We might have broken up then…

Over 1000 exaggerated times…

Yet!

When it came down to having my back!

You were the first one right behind!

 

That house we called the be hive…

“Gang shit…”

“Don’t think to hard or try”

 

Us…

Dangerously smiling…

We were like…

Two dumbass kids running wild!

Acting like adults!

 

Even though we…

Both had to to survive in…

Eyes burning salts…

 

” then I awakend…”

“Opening my eyes…”

“To measure It up…”

“It was all just in my dreams…”

“All a dream of you and me…”

“All the special slow jams…”

“We should have been…”

“Now…”

 

“trying to sleep hopefully getting that dream back…”

“Crying all damn night to myself still wishing you were by… ”

“My…”

“Side…”

 

A yooo!

If you can hear me!

I’m here thinking about our old history!

 

Rest in peace my old flame…

Even if it blew out….

Mentally……….