Devouring The Devoted

A
subtle
thought
Apart
from
who
You
see
I
don’t
rain
on
Parades
I
leave
A
chemical
of
Aromas
built
By
Chilled
atoms
To
A
Tantric
mental
Catching
Your
Mind
like
Fly
paper
It
never
goes
Away
Pheromones
Special
guest
Hitting
the
nasal
Inhaled
turning
Eyes
from
black
To
hazel
Now
you
are
trapped
In
my
rum
drunken
Legs
Drunk
Waking
you
up
Like
America
running
On
Duncan
Morning
Hot
Coffee
Donuts
I’m
like
shoes
that
fit
You
just
right
I’ll
wear
You
on
me
like
a
balaclava
eyes
hold
Fire
before
I
run
In
your
bank
To
Withdraw
From
Sticking
Up
Blushing
Comet
Orgasmic
Lips
To
Kiss

Don’t Prolong A Sunrise

 

“I love this picture!”

“It to me is a symbol of strength and beauty as one!”

“She is ready for enything life throws at her.”

“Shes a living, breathing!”

“Walking women who isn’t afraid of shit!”

“To me there is nothing more beautiful then a powerful women!”

“With out under minding me as unequal…”

 

I…

Will be her Los Angeles…

Warm rain here…

Once in a red moon….

I drooling all over me…

Blowing out the candles to make love…

I touch your cervix…

 

 

 

I…

Will be her Los Angeles…

You will never forget the heat waves…

Invading hot spots…

Sent your way…

Lay in my robed arms…

Dangerous!

Relentlessly!

Jumps the juicy 9√ó9 …

 

 

 

I…

Will be her Los Angeles…

The clean beach water…

That runs up aginst erotic dreams…

Match made…

Ever made…

Let it be…

Your addicted to renegades…

Your stress has dropped…

Stocks and bonds between our reality…

 

 

 

I…

Will be her Los Angeles…

Waiting for…

Nobody’s ever…

You will be my times tables…

I did the math…

You and I…

Sequels of equals…

Arousing enchanting…

 

 

 

I…

Will be her Los Angeles…

It only shines…

The sun…

When ever you believe in us…

The sun…

Shines with me…

With heat stroking my ego…

Don’t let go!

Till my neck you’ve bitting…

Sun bitten by your love…

 

 

 

I will be her…

Lost…

Angel…

 

 

 

Extremely Well

Kisses good night…

 

Over excited my toes…

 

Wiggles when I kissed you back…

 

Unsuspecting a anomalies role…

 

Play…

Pay…

Sleep…

Sweet…

Dreams…

 

Trust to believe…

 

Love that sets you free…

 

Love life empty currently…

 

I chosen to be…

 

Nostalgia frozen its appearance to me…

 

The systematic break down of anxiety…

 

I remembered you…

 

I remembered those good, goodnight kisses…

 

I was like a child again…

 

The difference being…

 

I acually had a child hood when…

 

Our lips wet hi five touch…

 

Wish kids, house and ring…

 

Trials tribulate…

 

Pumpkin spice ginger tea…

 

Tree tops is where the shy me be…

 

High inside a cacoon with you…

 

360 degrees hot…

 

Lit up faces…

 

Like a old school lava lamp…

 

Energy was damn near telekinetic…

 

Matching each response…

 

Tingley tounge…

 

To fresh…

 

Like roses cut from summer rain…

 

Suction love leach…

 

lovely hickeys like…

 

Marking middle school puppy love territory…

 

Kisses feel surreal…

 

Soaring over the heel of my feet…

 

To the core of my heart…

 

Head over heels…

 

Inlove with an apology…

 

Don’t….

 

It’s ok…

 

I just never been kissed before…

 

Collapsed into comatose…

 

Slept with beauty…

 

Truly…

 

Good night kisses…

 

 

Resilance

Tail me into my whirlwind and end up holding on to a couch.

Floating above your heals.

That were now lost.

I controlled the spin of the eye with one drop of our chemistry.

Unexpected was the cyclone clone that came up next.

You held on to that to…

Shellac over my old roughness to make a man shine.

History can be history.

Can stay history if you don’t mine.

69 with what you say and I…

The shellac dried now I’m visibly shining.

Underneath the face of a bad chorus.

Hold the the shovel.

Can you dig it.

How we both feel it.

No more ex files.

This is the next trail.

 

Wonder Years

Please don’t take me for a fool girl…

But I’m really into you girl…

All the things that we can do girl…

But my interest are in you girl…

 

For the era… A new light appears in my scan… This is my dream of light years… Wonder years… “Winnie Cooper” skin…

To be close and closer to me… You’ll see the original Ora dripping off me… Originally!

Im…

Am…

To…

Real…

For…

A…

Human…

Being…

I swear I can’t be handled… They always assumed I was up to no good… Just because I love to be myself… To myself… Quiet calm and collective… I don’t fuck with Everbody so when I want to see you… I’m needy… Rejected!

 

I need a martians love… Give me that out of this world astrology vortex… Open up to my bloodline… We don’t birth no chumps…. 100% USDA Beef of a real nigga blood bank distributor…

She…

Puts…

Her…

Trust…

In…

Me…

No copyright infringement! Its me speaking the truth always… Even in sentences… Pen on fire with love for a shooting star… Way up from the bottom! I’ll hold you up! On sad Days! I’ll hold you up! In snowstorms I’ll keep you warm like chinchilla… Sorry animal lovers but I’m a animal to… You feel me…

A animal for you girl…

What you want me to do girl…

I’ll always be true to you girl…

I just need some proof girl…

 

That you need me like I need you!

Take It… Control…

(explicit 18+)

 

 

Shaking a kind omega of stretching deep…

In…

Side…

Oral fixation pations to make us happen…

I can make you believe…

Examples will be made…

You love my control over destination…

Yet…

Tonight I am your slave…

Doing whatever you say…

She told me to tickle her inner thighs with a slithering toned rehabilitation…

You left the doors wide open…

The window of opportunity is what I came in…

No stage fright…

The grand performance left us tied tight…

It’s like I dream of genie…

Reversed…

You rubbed my lamp till wishes came out…

 

Just Feeling The Clouds

Note to self…

I’m so hopeless with out herself.

To be noted…

I’m pro you! That means I’m all for it. Every word you’ve ever spread out to me. I’ve never ignored it…

One word…

You!

The reason way a man still breathes. The reason he’s never felt short sleeved. Love struck as love trobbs increase from your inner beauty secrets.

Just that word love was alway ominous to my ears drums. The souls of the weak were always collected in lonely motel rooms by its down falls. Forever stuck In the volcanic caves of limbo. Checking out the first post.

This always feels like a cinematic  experience. Untied barriers laces. To place myself in the middle of your sensations.

I’ll never let go…

Like hanging from a loose rock from the highest mountain top. Dangling my feet… Being cold air brushed.

Where?

I don’t know…

Yet you remain making my furnace burn baby burn in the center of my globe.

I’m never letting go…

No…

I…

Just can’t go!

Note to self if Im still existing in her heart…….