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TAPERED WITH SINFUL DESIRE Midnight   creatures Knew my matte secrets Secrets of my lusty trysts With enchanted princess Kings of forbidden kingdoms Even merchants of steel I have been a slave to my desires Groanings that wondered my thighs Ashamed not of my naked breasts That feared not The touch of a man A man mastered in the craft of lovemaking Tampering with my sanity At the point where whimpers escape my throat As eyes filled with droplets of silky tears When he entered unguarded domains of a female Now   My tapered past Filled with men between my legs Reflects in your eyes Filled with anger Burning with disgust Closing in shame Scattered with regret You knew me as no saint A sinner on this earthly nest Just as you a sinner at   midnight We have sinned together Embodied in promiscuity of nudity Indulged in the food that ancient gods killed for Filled our waists with wetness of abandoned fore...

MY HEART YEARNS FOR YOU  My soul yearns to be with you Embrace your warmth, all new Come my dearest, lie by my side Wrap your arms around me tight You are love, right from the start I knew it, deep within my heart The star above shining so bright Once I looked at, night after night My long wait was not in vain You came like a knight to reign In my heart and changed me From night into day, completely Your soul and heart blend mine I see a future that would shine Though separated across seas I see your face so real before me I see glowing smile from your eyes Someday, together we would arise I see, together we would fly Building dreams, you and I. It's said beauty is skin deep how deep, I ask? When your dimples sink depths in enchantment sunk, yet caramel sweet kiss perpetual in unwarranted want. It's the sun in your eyes,  Illumination of solar glitter lashes like an aura around your iris yet stars...

AND THEN: At times, it's too much of a lot Those thoughts can only think for you,   hearts are but a burden weighing down this bulk of life.   Pulse or fuss,   smiles or blush? The animal in us roams cages, looking for escape   only to find solace in solitude.   And then, these memories, again. I'll be here among my weaknesses   dancing these winds that sway.   Everyone has their own   so who am I to cling to ours,   desperately had.   My lapel creased from your grip,   my footsteps screech,   I am way past my borders.   I'm coming with you   but unwillingly,   by heart and thought.   And then, I still miss you.... In a whirlwind state   I twirl within roses.   A bed I made, slumbered on periodically thorns prick,   the red hue of blood spill illuminate   these roses redder perhaps white yet tainted.   Love...

Don't Look at Me with Those Eyes You know I have to leave you, mi corazón Did you think I could stay forever? I have been true to you for four years Four years without once going away. Your loving arms of green held me close The rivers from your body refreshed me The sun of your Azul eyes awakened me And I savoured your valleys and streets. Frankly, there are things I hate about you You have dirt under your fingernails Lies and apathy corrupt your soul Yet there remains so very much to love. You know the road always calls to me In its clear voice to go seek another I cannot help how I am made The way I had no intention to be. You simply can't hold me responsible For choices that are more like Your whistling winds or your tropical rains The decisions made, verdicts rendered. You will always be home to me now Mine! We belong to each other In some indelible, true way with no end Still, I feel the loss of my d...

A slay queen is a girl with brains & not the one with heavy make up on. She is not the one who seeks for attention on social media. She is the one who uses tenses correctly and appropriately. Not the one that has to shorten every word because she doesn't know how to spell. She is a girl with a skill... She is the girl who respects her relationship or marriage. She is never heard but seen. You know her from what she does and not what she says. She is not the most expensively dressed but she is the most decently dressed. A slay Queen respects the sanity of womanhood. She carries herself with much dignity. Having so many likes on your pictures doesn't make you a slay queen, wearing heavy make-ups doesn't make you a slay queen, looking like a flower girl, a dog or a polio victim doesn't make you a slay queen either. Most of these so-called Snapchat/IG girls are empty inside. They keep on regretting a lot about their past but pretend to be happy outside their hom...

How much would you rent out your heart,  to pain?  Vast hurt lodged in-depth,  mortgaged and leased out.  No vacancy at all just capacity after capacity, not a square inch free.  While love awaits  curled in a cardboard mansion,  breeze weaving through,  a ventilation of solitude  in its entire magnitude. Have you ever been healthy with sickness  it's potent bile cuddling your soul,  that you drown? Tears from your bloated eyes,  flooded shores,  ravaged sores,  vocals hoarse  regret in its echo  resonating but long. Sea sick, you empty your throat  yet flood the boat  so you capsize,  submerged  and soaked.  Love sweats you so... Does glue have the power to hold the shatters,  and what about a hug?  Suffice to break free,  run wild,  bungee jump without a cord. Love is a plun...

Fortified,  I see walls of loneliness.  With a dungeon of depth,  pitch black with no vent.  If suicide a mission of death  then let me leave my soul to fate. Hungered,  this solitaire demeanour.  Embraced by bears in their might but free non,  life seems fair.  I am not eclipsed or forgone I relish this calm air. Deafened,  I hear no noise.  Just whispers of self,  thoughts poised,  action's suspense.  Awaiting a choice  either wrong or correct. So let me be,  peace is where I rest,  my counsel is sweet.  Marginalized from the rest  I thrive in these muted shrieks.  Silently meant  was my time in this dream.

Yesterday we had a commotion it was mostly her, war cries in a war zone. In the morning she had scars bandaged hitching a ride home. She said she will never come back a broken soul.... This love! This love. After a week  we saw a van park, she stepped on the streets. Her eyes sparked, yet full of zeal, this was that new love it's like she missed him. This love! This love. Sweet and pricks like roses with thorns, scents amid stings. She walked into a quiet storm hushed screams, cracked bones and streaming tears. What strange love, is this? This love. She killed herself what for? For a man that would kill for her but alas!, this was not. Dreams that fell apart akin water escaping a keen grope, spilled and splash, dripped in dusty smoke. Love fell and crashed.... this love.

I miss you in places we used to be now an empty chair that I see remembered watching the sunset with our day reminiscing how everything goes our way I had you the rest of our years now only the breeze whispering in my ears never thought how life goes so fast? I have only your memories to last I see you sitting there just looking at a far end in your deep sigh through the sky you send touching those distant stars with a wish from our embrace, nothing will vanish an empty chair, with an empty thought in the stillness of time, to life it brought can't find a way, lost in the blues of the past I cast my shadow, I have me and my life to last...