Two Deadly Yet Equal A True Lovers Pastence

“A Throw Back From 2017″



The Real Bonnie and Clyde…

The untold story…

Me and her were two bullets in a chamber of a 9mm. Never jamming the gun. She sat on the bed yelling to the kids running late for school. “Lets make it!”making them move faster before they left out the house.

I was on the floor with my back to the bed right by her feet. Caramel skinned complexion toes I wanted to bite. I sat on the floor counting money and putting it in the laundry basket so I can get ready to leave. She knew I still had beef with the guys up the street. They all knew that this little lady was just as tough and as dangerous as me.

She sat on the bed humming the song she likes. Loading a machine bullet after bullet. Placing each one slowly in the clip with a Newport cigarette at the end of her lips dropping ashes on the tattoo on her hip. Burgundy bandana tied around her head and a burgundy bandana around the back of the barrel next to the trigger.

God! She was as thorough as they came. My true equal finally I’ve met my match. I got up and through my burgundy and black North face jacket on. Before leaving out of the spot she looked at me with her hazel eyes with a sad expression on her face and said. “Daddy be careful out there because you know it’s hot.”

I replied back saying. “Not as hot as you are lamb chop, please make sure you hold down the spot.” she said to me. “Just call me if something goes wrong and I’ll pop up and spray the damn block up.” She would with no conscience to… I said back to her after giving her a kiss on the lips. “Don’t worry about me babe I got this thing on lock”

I was 23 and she was 27 and I kept a burgundy bandana folded up in my back right pocket with her Nick name on it….











There is a very real untold story behind this…..

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…


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.


I don’t know…

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

I’m never letting go…



Just can’t go!

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

Keep It Sticky For Me

The emperor of your heart. You told me to rule it. Cool rushing winds flow through my window. Thats how I know you’re here. I envisioned us… Together….

There was never a single tidal wave in our days. You’re the only way for me. Combined love hits us faster than the speed of sound. You will feel it better than a multitude of orgasm experiences. Yin and yang… I thank you for bringing us to this circle of trust.

The solid silver thoughts I have of ways to praise you. My cup is never full enough without you. Loving the way you sip me taking a slow cruise. My honey bee stung me. Programing her true love in me. The faithful love from you is validated.

Meet me down in the frame of the sleeping meadows. Satisfyingly truthful bringing more blesings. Your proposal! Mmmmm…. taste just like Now or Laters.  calligraphy in stone has or love written.

This is deep passion spilled over sheets of Lenin. Your already there at the top of the place that I wanted to feel and see.

Busy as usual for me my honey bee🐝


Begging For Heaven

I want to know, how do you feel?

How was your day?

Do you feel alone and sad at night?

Are you happy?

Are you crying?

What is your favorite color?

What is your favorite food?

Do you like to be held or hugged?

Are you the type to kiss and tell?

Do you believe in love or not?

Do you have a hot spot?

How is your family?

Do you have a family?

What is your favorite season?

I want to know everything about you. If there is something you want to keep to yourself then I’ll respect your silence. I want to walk through your trail that never ends. I don’t play games or leave tear stains for you to blame me for. I want to stay everyday so we can move on. I want to make you earthquake from my every thin touch. If you love me like I adore you and love you then let’s make it official. Putting the stamp on our love sending it. To the hand of a priest ready to release the powers invested in From speech. Can I be yours till we cross heavens doors. Sincerely your smiling clouds above. Kiss me twice so I know it’s real. Kiss me like the first time you could remember how it felt to truly be loved again. Kiss me love and let’s join hands and hearts I solidarity thoughts. Turning cement into concrete solid evidence of love and heavens existence. Forever!

The Old Days Of Young Passion

You woke me up with your cold soft hands running down my chest. You touched lips with me then you got out of bed to make breakfast. She had a white tee shirt on and panties and my red bandana socks.


Please lose the socks!

She laught lifting the shirt she had on and smacks her sweet thick thighs a said. “Kiss this!”

I smirked and gave her the middle finger. She picked up the white plastic salt shaker and through it at me laughing. I gotten up out of the bed wearing my grey and red sweat pants and white tee. Advancing to my target. While she was cooking the eggs and bacon. I wrapped my warm arms around her body kissing her in the neck… Her hot spot… She said to me.

“Baby I love you so much.”

“Please don’t ever leave me.”

I replied…

“The out come to that will only be what you make it.”

“Respect me stay loyal and never lie to me and we wont have any problems.”

The Pink Star Diamond

Rare… Not to be confused with anything other.

One day you will be the mother of my…

The attraction is always greater than never less.

Your words alone can carve a stone heart in to a statue of a loving man.


You will not be a dream…

Although you seem…

Adding the coal from a sweet soul to my buning yerning furnace.

Fermenting out love for ages preserving greatness.

To stay resurrected and never corrected.

Check it….

Even if you were Ralph you couldn’t wreck it.

You’re so much more than rare.

I need you to be my air,                                                                                                                                                                              I am breathless with or without you.

What do I do with you……

Extremely…                                                        Needing you…                                                    Planting young seeds to bloom…                I Hope you like these ruby roses…              Rare…                                                                   You are my…                                                       Last stop to the first organic finish line.   Don’t break me, just take me…                       Away…                                                                   All inside you for my private tour…          This is my home forever to roam…            Free at last laying my head…                        On golden breast to rest…                             Silent never to be told again…                      Only showed…


Your Company Is Without Care

I don’t want to hear it…

I want it shown so I can feel it…

My goose bumps crave your soft spirit. When you gave your heart to me… It was wrapped in red ribbons. Making me feel like a kids early school dismissal.

I miss you…


Even if we talked seconds ago. Time is conserved mainly. I napalm for your charm. My D.N.A. is most wanted and dangerously armed. Surrounded by all types of scandalous drama fueled piranhas..

Nipping at me for all the wrong reasons till the dawn of….

Midnight is us…

Morning is us…


The amazing never ever had. Now having the one….


Addiction To Running Backwards In circles

You’ve stepped in fire too much.

Burning your body up over and over.

You couldn’t stop!

You loved it!

You were drawn to it like late night campers.

Roasting things over the flames telling horror stories.

The only horrific story that was true was…

How you are addicted to unhappiness!

Kissing the Burrell of everything will be alright.

It never was!

It never is!

It will never be!

If it walks like a fictional character.

If it talks like a fictional character.

It’s a lie!

You layed down with it.

Got attached huh?

Comfortable with the same agitated tunes on the old guitar

All while riding in the same car of choas.

Screams that you’ve heard in your head but you ignored.

Your life is torn to peaces….

You can never pick them up and put them back together!

Cutting your Hands with those shards….

You thought it would work every time…


You kept cutting your hands deeper and deeper…..

Your hands!

Your hands!

Your hands!

Watch as all the plans you have of happiness burn and be destroyed!

This whole wild fire will never be tamed…..

This Is All I Have Left In Humanity

Nothing would be more romantically poetic than us dying together.

The suicidal pot wholes of life’s scars we would drop in often.

Digging our own his and hers graves. Laughing… Drinking the sad atmosphere.

Today will be our first day holding hands yet our last day ever seen.

Both being the children of a dead beat happiness that we never saw.

We waited though… waiting and waiting… Mother said he would come back to us some day.

Now adults…

We grew tired of his empty lying promises.

Ridiculed and rejected by all means. By our own friends and families. Till anxiety was more of a reliable friend than he or she ever were.

No one seems to understand you and me. No one understands the true dysfunctional disaster of painful memories that linger.


We would often shout left. Then lifting our heads up to see that we are everyone’s none understandable spectacle for consumption criticism unfold.

Some way through our crooked unforgettable past. We managed to find one whole of a half in two different yet comparable paths.

We are truly a complete incomplete match.

It’s very funny to me how I feel like the only way we can truly love each other and be…..

Dirt drops on the one burgandy casket lowering slowly into the atmost-crust.

Ashes to ashes our bodies are now one in the same casket alive holding each other as two under looked so called crazy ones.

I will always be till we cease to breathe. Reappearing in the light wearing all white clean.

I will always be crazy about you and me!

So I guess I am crazy……..

About escape….


Yummy…. Yummy…


Touching, fealing, tingly, senserly…






Attention, arousing, pleasures protecting the pulsating, sweaty vains wet stains the sheets.



Completing me as well as our desires…

Kisses all over hot spots with a imprint of lipstick all over the mid six…

Tick… Tock…

The clock has time in it that doesn’t exist.


Till morning bright…


Taming the motion in witch way the ocean floats. Hands pressed gently on each other. Moans off what the heart speaks. Making the very sensation breath. Sucking, rubbing, stroking back and forth with light screams melting her sweet ice cream.


Pulling closer while you push away. Sweat dripping over pointed nipples. Loving the very moment…

Erection… lasting ever… starting to move rapid pulling you back in slow  motion…


These three letters are like venom from a cobra…

Please treat these letters with respect to always receive a conjoined explosion…

Time after time…


Eyes Rolling back into adrenaline. Snapping back in forth clapping sounds. Round of applause.

For love making…