Queen; Me!

I saw my worth, when you gave me no berth
I did struggle; to see, why it was ‘I’ who didn’t want to believe
Clearly, I want not worthy, ever again, in your company
Your eyes only on your self(ish) wealth & nobodies needs
You steal from the mild-mannered & those you see weak
I saw it like a job, turn the other cheek…….sortofspeak
Not one employee to be; on your behalf, to stand before me!
For, I have watched years of what it is you do
Corruption and greed; it be your motto & even creed
Evil lurks behind those dull grey eyes & wrinkled droopy lids
Your heinous mind is where your evil does breed & live
Deeds you’ve done; not surprising anyone ..but simple o’le me
I too, no longer believe a single word you do bleed
You are full of shit ..I SEE..lies & manipulation is your wealth
I will not hold a grudge……but, yet, I will NOT budge..nor indulge… Ill will or unhealthy
Not to be your judge nor the jury, to whom will inevitably get you on perjury
You will see what it means to be a “lesser of thee”
Without my interference……you will then believe
Thine, will to be done…….to correct what you’ve done
Let’s have some fun~
Come on EVERYONE! Repenting has just begun 🙂
<smirk>

Down To The Last Drop

Just a little more to please
You laced your fingers w/a gentle squeeze
So delicately as you were now to tease

Twist, spin, turn
Eager to taste every drop
Begging & yearned for it to not stop

The sweet aroma goes wafting by
Stronger w/each lust-filled drip
Heart to skip a beat; justified

Licking every single fingertip
A love song & dance; courtship
A creamy succulent goodness with each dip

Rich with wiseness & worthiness
Deeper & deeper into your soft soul
Sending nerve-endings sky high; untold

As your talented lips simply slipped around the rim
Living your life day by day; not on a whim
Needing the beast you licked w/a fervor; sin

You brace yourself as told
Your head dazed & out of control
No longer to wait you engulf whole

Before you so quickly erupted in pure pleasure galore
You swallowed the hot liquid sweetened w/ honey & more
Like you had done many times before...


...Down to the last drop

 

Making Love

I need it now
Bring it to me please
I need it so
I have to have it....Yes, please!

Your smile that stole my heart
Sexy winks from the very start
That nod of acknowledgment is all it took

Your intentions not demands
The passion behind your soft hands
A fact of being a caring loving man

Into my arms, your head is to rest
Giving you strength when there was nonetheless
Passionately devoting my own life; 
feeling ever blessed

What is it that you'll profess to confess?
Is it something similar; at best?
Your wholehearted devotion put to the test?

Am I just your next conquest?

End of Time

Birthed from hatred
Abandoned, only later berated
Never to be treated sacred; Discarded
Beat & abused to be completely spent & used

Youth brought more confusion due to ramifications
Hiding of facts that would break a grown man’s back
Afraid of what will come further by her hand; attack
She’s laid foundation; their “relations” a huge crack

As a young adult more fear to steer clear
Watchful eyes trying to spy why so shy
Breaking free from the chains that bound
Ripping away from those that kept ’em down

Adulthood, to finally find a way
Into the soul the abuse & hate did flourish & grow
Flashes of yesterday always a horrible show
Trying to blind what happened yesterday; everyday

Don’t say, “just to let go”
If it where so, not so many would suffer; ya know
A past to carry everywhere no matter time & space
There is no such thing as “letting go”

Or

We would have all done so

Dance

Wrapping her many curves; his eyes observed
Flowing of gossamer to the ground
Wind whirling it all around the ground
Standing, on but, her faith; fear reserved

Her tears she’s been facing; he’s been erasing
The only thing that holds her still
A fear to win over all the ill-will
Full frontal exposure; embracing

Swirling, twirling, encircling
Framing her beautiful face; his hands trace
Encompassing everything in the right place
Lacing their fingers under the moonlight; sparkling

She’s to open her heart a little more
Letting light shine onto her
To bring down all the red flags & all
No need to be caged anymore

Wondering what beauty is in store, for sure
Down the path she is to share; alone cured
A loving soul to accompany her; reassured
She wouldn’t have to do this insecure(d)

The beauty of the dancing of two
Did you know I was speaking of
Me & You
Baby I Love You!

Peace

To peace she seeks
Searching long & hard
Coming to the same conclusion all along
There is no real peace except inside

It is not what one can FIND
it is not one can BUILD
it’s not one can LEARN
it’s not one to be TAUGHT
It’s a being of
It’s that simple
Inside the deepest of depths
Reach down and truly confess
The sins and the rest
The blessing and the tests
Bring it all to the table
Sit in the silence of grace
What a fantastical relief

~PEACE~

A Tryst of Two

A Tryst of Two

Slowly she (of course) slides her fingers
Across her bottom lip it leaves
To comb through her hair; as a tease

Batting her lashes for the man she see’s
A gorgeous specimen; she couldn’t believe
A man to drop her to her knees

Heated breath escapes down her neck
His lips about to touch her beautiful breasts
Her hips grind under each heave of his chest

She squirms away
….it’s her turn for him to undress
His body, she’s aroused in her conquest

Heavenly hands, lips, & such
Superseding his dreams; so much
Firm but gentle she knows her touch

Pursuing more than not
Passion building beyond white hot
Two bodies yearning to be interlocked

TBC
to be continued…..

Needing a quick study

She needed him,
More than she understood
More so, than I believed she ever would

Her love for this man grew
Into her heart she let him ensue
She really believed just them two

Reality of lies, deception and carelessness
Feelings of her’s where second, at best
He failed in flying colors, test after test

She gave herself so freely
Her sicknesses and mental disease
Her ailments & wicked deeds

Protection is all she really did want
To be loved and protected not bought
Honored & respected is all she sought

Lessons he has had to live & learn
Feeling, most of the time like he’s been burned
She had wished he’d make her more his concern

Needing A Quick Study?

Ramblings 1,001 (I’m sure)

I stare at this monitor expecting words to just jump to my fingers and the life blood of me would spill. To NO LUCK…not a single words strokes my fancy. Not one single words rocks my boat. It is a hard time when you haven’t a reason to rhyme or a rhyme to help reason.

The questions still sequestering answers to be seen. I do not write poetry, don’t get me wrong…. I am a writer w/no where do I belong. I am the lost soul so many sing. I was the one lurking in the darkened streets; unseen. My home was my haven under the stars is where I decided to be. Away from her harming me. Away from others to see, away from everything…..even ME. I walked many a dark street….wandering…..wondering….what it would be like to be “free”. What would it be like to live in an actual family? Those years bring so many hardened tears so many fears. PTSD is what reward I got for the years of torment by her hand. The years of disappointment in my Dad. Little had I known I would repeat the cycle ever so bad……..when it came to choosing my children(s) Dad.

For now, alone on this journey….oh, understand, it has nothing to do with being strong. I am weak as they come. My heart bleeds for those who are bloodless. My soul screams & fits if she feels any anguish from the one she once kissed. I am not of strength but of weaknesses I have come to accept AND….. Yes, I speak of my heart as an entity all it’s own……why can I not think the same as my heart? She has a mind of her own; my heart. To bad rationality is not where she’s all that smart.

I close ……idk…….

DEFEAT

Dry your eyes my child
It is not as it seems
A nightmare of remember(ing’s)

Falsities & fallacies; she was diseased
She e’er to be humane in this society
Her mind of ill will & heart sheathed

My dear, what is there to fear
Come closer let’s take a look
We can figure out what they took

She tried to rape her childlike innocence
Unbeknownst to her the child was here before
Vengeance was how this child was born

Come hither sweet one,
Into my softest of bosoms
It’s to chill & you might catch cold

Evil sin that child saw in that woman’s mind
Beat and belittled when her name she’d call
Horrible child amongst them all; she be reminded

History to repeat; family incomplete
No remorse in the divorce
A cycle she dare did not repeat
She now faces……complete
Defeat