Wednesday, July 2, 2008
LOVE WAS NO OPTION
THE NIGHT DRAWS A CLOSE...AS MY BED STAYS LONESOME..IT WAITS FOR NO ONE
BUT..A LOVE I MADE INVISIBLE..TIME HELD ON..WHERE SMILES BECAME THE SUN
BUT RAIN CONTINUES 2 CUM...THE WINDOW FROM OUTSIDE MY ROOM DRIPS LIKE
TEARDROPS FLOWIN...LIKE WORDS FROM A SONG...PLAYS...DA LOVE WE HAD STAYS
ON MY MIND...I IMAGINE...FEEL THE CURRENT MOVE ME..MY THIGHS TREMBLE...MY
BODY HEAT BEGINS 2 GROOVEME...I GRAB MYSELF FROM WITHIN..A PRIVATE PARTY
IN SESSION BEGINS...I GO OBSOLUTELY INSANE IMAGINING U..START 2 BRING RELIEF
FROM DA ILLUSION..WHAT APPROACHES ME...HE ECSAPES FROM SMOKE FILLED SCREENS..
WHERE HANDS FEELS HIS TOUCH...HIS ARMS ARE SO STRONG...HIS LIPS ARE..OH SO DELECTABLE...PERFORMS ME LOVELY...(BED) NO LONGER SLEEPS...WE LOCK OURSELVES SEXUALLY...ROLLS LOVE IN BED LINENS...ACTS OF 4 PLAY...I DISPLAY ORGANISM...
HIS MOUTH BEGINS 2 LICK..WHERE DA SUN DON'T SHINE...WHERE MIDNIGHT SKIES OF
HIS QUEEN ACCESSORIZE...TAKES HER LIBERTIES...SALUTES..SAYS.."YOU READY4"..IAM
BEEN AWHILE..MY BRIGHTNESS LIGHTS HIS WORLD ENOUGH 2 CLEASNE DA UNIVERSE..ENDS
DA POLLEN COUNT...CLEARS DA AIR...HIS EYES SPOKE..I'M WHO U BEEN MISSIN..YOUR
WISH IS MY COMMAND...I'LL MERENADE YOUR MOMENT..SAVE DA LOVE WE'LL HAVE..BUT
LOVE...LOST IT'S WAY 2 MY HEART...LEFT...2 SAVE SOMEONE ELSE..WITHOUT FEELING
ME....A LOVE THEY KNEW EXISTED...CREATE...SHEILA T JORDAN...2008/JULY
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3 comments:
That was FIRE! I'm new to this & been trying to write on this level... I'm truly inspired. I'm definitely coming back for more!!
Key...i'm honor to accept your sentiment...i've been trying for so long now to get this particular work together in my mind...with a twist of a friend's past ..combined with subject mannertism..i felt at this point..
what was obvious...needed some words spoken 2 da public eye...i thank you so much...come by any time..i need the exposure...more friends like you...peace...Sheila.
C R E A T E..poetry title
keyan...i want you to listen 2 this
when i first started your draws..a picture perfect ..comes along...with lips i can't compare with..with legs that grows your groan..like a jail cell...licks like a dick...in..withdrawal...waiting all along while i became you shayla
with warm eyes and gentle lines
lyrical lady...with words sending me 2 his distance...feelin no pian..but she was left a friend givin reasons 2 write bodily functions which left him curious
enuff 2 play this woman's desires..the game kept smilen...the words became da silence..love whipped her dictations...slapped her silly..like puddy in his hands..aman that wanted more than a friend...asked if i would collaborate with him...the results were shockin...love notes it's writer...imformed her ..your not the only sistah in2 poetry..the moral 2 this dictation..your soul waits for God..brings an s.o.s...the calm b4 storms erupt...the man is my partner...and i'm no more...create
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