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Where love belongs
I don’t belong to you ![]() Roll tide
Rippling waves, and kissing motions Blooming Orchids
No luxury exchanges need to be made , except for those that touch her soul. Anything that arouses her femininity, and her maternal nature, wins her heart. Oh yes she will bloom. Arouses her senses ,and dance with her curiosity, tightrope walk the veins to her heart, oh yes she will bloom. She will open up her wings to the innocent of heart and create a safe haven they will never depart. Oh yes she will bloom, just tickle her soul, give her cheeks the color of roses, and she’ll give you her blooming orchid. Oh yes she will bloom, if you water her she will feed, and yes she will bloom. Be a blessing to let her grow and don’t pluck her from the soil of her soul. Water her she will bloom orchids for you. Seeds , don’t grow unless they are watered. Women don’t give unless they are given to. How to cry
I cried all I could , I got every last bit out, I felt relief, and I knew that I had cried everything connected to you out. I swore to myself I will never see this side of me again, then I was proven wrong because
I thought I hid you away from myself in hopes that you’ll never visit me again, emotionally mentally or physically…
I thought I knew how to cry, until every other thought whispered your name to me like tempting secrets.
I thought I knew how to cry, when I was sure I was satisfied after I said “No” and I closed that door , that portal that connected me and you, and the last tears I swore to my self it felt more like relief. I thought I knew how to cry till I heard your name become louder in my thoughts, and your silhouette paints itself on the car just like yours. Until I saw feathers , and colors of red, I heard your rooster jokes. I thought I knew until I stored your gifts and kept them aside as memories to never see again.. I thought I knew how to cry until the music lyrics sang and all I heard was your voice. And the scent of Sandalwood, and Jasmine Incense was burning in my room I smelt your hair, I thought I knew…
I thought I knew how to cry until the sheets in my bed became your body warmth hovering over me
I thought I knew how to cry , until I sat under the rain in my shower, and felt the water stream down my clitoris at the same strum of your fingers I cried and I cried , my body and my mind they cried too…yearning for the deepest depths of you PLay
You can’t keep it down. Whatever is on your mind. Your thoughts come poking out and tickle mine. I can feel your eyes tell your secrets the way you look at me you stare with a smile you do so bad to hide. You cover it up and you play… deconstructing my nature, as you walk past and nudge me on my shoulder, tossing your hands underneath my hair, and brushing against my butt..its all there. You don’t even realize your yearning for my touch like a thirsty flower. You want me to water your desires. …and all you do is play… While your trying so hard to hide, Your body and your mind they do you no justice because they forsake you every time. Pearls and the Song of a Man
Oh my pearls as they come up to the surface An emancipation long awaited They are whole, vulnerable, and unsheathed My pearls is the sentiments that belongs to you and me. The come as you call Emerging from the darkest excavation within me Soundly arising to you In wake of your finest muscles My pearls surround you Your muscle the art of your being Our mystery treasures they belong to you and me,. Soul ties won’t die
In complication Fire doesn’t quite die and lilies aren’t all white The distance can’t tell you sea foam doesn’t whisper to the sand This time and again these stray thoughts seize me. Maybe when a memory is a laugh awaiting, you’ll come up like a past fear. Maybe these tears won’t bring something I’ve been holding in for all these years. There are times In frustration and forlorn attempts the artist spills water on a mastered canvas In a selfish delay he forgets what portrays. Everything is beautiful in original form, when imperfections are born Presenting things of which to embrace. Maybe its not all as it seems and Maybe its all just complicating. Hope always lingers for you deep in my soul We will never know until we see that the seafoam does whisper to the sand below. I his hummingbird
I guess my wings gave away my essence The air that births underneath me by flight has given him a breath of life I his hummingbird I fly, My strength is driven, my flight has risen For it has given him new meaning the air through which my wings grip upon has given him a new breath of life I keep flight to sustain him These wings that gave away my essence My essence sought him gave him a new breath of life I his hummingbird Singing sweet melodies they float and soar through the sky,which gave my essence away to give him a new breath of life I his hummingbird he my nectar giving love under my wings that gave away my essence birth in him a new breath of life I his hummingbird Our Bodies collide
We can keep on with this collision our bodies collide with all wanting adoration lustful temptations, and intense sensations Our bodies collide , even in our mind we reach a height together that one could easily feel inside Our bodies, they collide Let me taste this moment with the finest buds of my tongue you are a flavor that it has never come upon Our bodies collide , deep down through my thumping veins Make my body feel so guilty and untamed Pull out what you came and let the finest buds of my tongue taste what we came through together Here I lie where, our bodies collide This deep penetration of fantasy thoughts dancing through my mind Her my mouth speaks to you let our bodies collide open me wide my sweet honey , and let our bodies collide. Just talk to me
That bass tone in your voice, baby I swear it does something to me no physical touch needed but you’re voice’s touch gets me heated I try to keep my thoughts guiltless You Just talk and you take my innocence The way your voice plays with me That bass quivering through my body Just talk and you take my innocence away It doesn’t help that your hands know the right way to caress me The way your hands slide down this skin of mine this vulnerable skin of mine with all its imperfection Its all you have to do the heat that you rise in me that gets my skin moist & dewy The way you come in between my thighs The way you work inside Like you yourself created me like you live there You know every way to touch me the way you excite me All of you so warm and so cool the way you hold me Like your an extension of me Every inch you pull away from me I feel , and when you’re not there, Just talk to me…. |