Can I…

Oh my…just to feel you…can I…just feel you by me…beside me.

By me…close.

I imagine inside….

Comfort in just hearing.

Knowing you are near.

I want to tear your walls down.

Oceans apart…no really just miles apart.

If I could only just have my way,

a taste of what could be.

 

Such dangerous thoughts.

 

I am in dangerous territory.

 

Can I…

the fool I am to dream of  such things.

If only…

Can I…

 

Oh my… Only in my dreams.


Release

Release Me, Please Set Me Free!

Please Me, on brink of…..

Craziness.

All bottled up.

Release Me! Help set me free.

I want to be tension free of all these emotions.

Things I want to accomplish, whirlwinds of aspirations.

I want to experience so much more in this life.

I want peace.

Peace from this bottomless pit of confusion.

I want to be comfortable, but never lose sight of this hunger for life and what it may have in store.

Peace of from this constant strife with the image that reflects back.

Don’t want to be condemned for being me.

Perceptions of the me that should be, instead of what is.

I am loving, spiritual, naughty, and so much more.

To live without fear of what is right and what is wrong.

Things I poured myself into wholeheartedly have left me in pain & with more questions.

We grow and see a little more clearly through the fog of what we knew before…

This banging in my head, Goodness I’m on edge.

I keep coming back here where I know I could steer clear from the heaviness of it all.

Relief me of this much needed release.

Of things I can and can’t control.

My heart is willing.

My mind is in want.

Open me wide and fill me with your love.

Free me of all that constricts the passage of air.

This tightness needs releasing.

You can feel this I know.

Your love is key, so please and let thee be pleased.

We will soon be on such sweet bliss and serene.

Just Don’t leave without me.


Senses

Senses

Let your eyes have no desire to falter and go astray.

Tunnel vision.

Only for me.

Like Stevie, obliviously blind to the world, but so in tune with his music that he sees so clearly, like Johnny Nash.

Your hands, only form of communication and relief are when they encompass their treasure only I could provide.

Like Rays Piano keys provided for him.

As if I were your favorite book in braille form, you in need of information.

A story you could never tire or get enough understanding of.

Thirst for me. Hunger only for me.

Want me as a fox salivating.  Ready for what he soon will be feasting on.  Excited in anticipation, but calm and smooth in your delivery like an eagle so intent on it’s prey.

See me, taste me, feel where I am cumming from.

My sweet tart ness lingers on your buds.

Fragrances of pure loveliness!  Sweetness, vitality in every breath.

My Aura.  Vivaciously dancing all around your dominion.

Now I am salivating from such thoughts.

Your scents.

Mixtures of sweat & your pureness.

My how the tables have turned.  In need of you and all your senses.

I want to taste your flavors explode all over my palate and in my larynx.  To feel the heat of your masculinity flowing through me.

Connected.

Aromas of a man.  My man.

I claim what is mine.

I claim you.

I love you.

Claim me.

Love me.


Wish

Feeling so sexy!

My sweet dances in the shower as I perform for you.

Only you are not there as I dance and lather for your enjoyment.

I think of you as I caress myself clean of all impure thoughts.

Wishing it was your hands cleansing me.

Got me girating these hips left to right…round in circles, and riding motions.

Wishing your eyes were witnessing all my desires for you.

Hoping for the feel of your skin.

The heat of your eyes burning my skin with all your desires.


Natures Delight

This world is yours, ready for taking.

What will you do with it?  What will be your next move?

You are now in control of where and how far you will go.

Show you are now and forever will be in command.

Peaceful standstill is awaiting.

Lift the bottoms of the earth up for you full view.

Showing restraint as you investigate and assess all there is needed to aquire the knowledge of going about your ruling.

Part the seas and with your staff plunge into the depths of this earths core.

Accession so near.

Rumblings are upon your land.

Furious Thunderstorms and Lightning.

Twisters taking shape.

Warmth transforming into violent Wildfire.

Energy and heat combined in gathering waters.

Threats of a hurricane close on the brim.

Your earth begins to quake.

Fierce Eruptions leading to Landslides.

Devastating surges coming ashore.

Tsunami.

Flooding underway.


TOUCH

Our shoulders brushed as we crossed paths.

I call out for you without saying a word.

Thoughts of sealing this deal exchanged through our eyes.

Excitement…

Hunger escalating.

Our haven found.

Tongues touch, heat elevating.

Franticly stripping off these difficult layers as we try to control the giggles.

Pushing aside what is left of cloth.

You..Pushing in, I..receiving.

Celebrating in fierce exchanges.

Sweat, glowing, blushing, hushing, hovering over each other!

Recovering from highs.

Getting yourself together.

Last minute touch ups.

Short breaths becoming controlled.

Now out the door.

Back to the reception of OUR WEDDING DAY.


The Love Jones Diaries, Roberto Denaro Styles

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I went on a journey with the poet while reading his collection. Love, heart break, desire, streets, death, just dealing with tough emotions. I will be reading it again. Nice read.

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