Unfaded Memories

I still remember...I still remember how it felt.....I still remember the deep baritone of your voice in my ear telling me how you wanted me, how you needed me, I remember the look on your face when you met me, the way you slid in, tight and easy, how my walls wrapped around you and held you like a baby cradle, you cradled my ass and lifted me into you and for a split second I knew that I had God but you were just a man...a man with many talents. I still remember...I still remember how you tasted me, the saltiness of your sweat dripping on my tongue as you ascended on top of me, the way your body trembled each time you progressed, each stroke was wetter than the next I remember...the nasty freaky dirty sex that we had. I remember each and every love face...how you could...penetrate switching in rhythm matching my bodies frequency beating from my heart’s pace. Hand gripped around my hair guiding this tsunami like your were Poseidon in the flesh....and for a split second I thought I was drowning but realized I just was laying in bed and it was you that drowning in I but I was lost in you not knowing that you found yourself in me but me..I mean I....I mean we...arrived separate but came together...

No Introduction

No you don’t want to meet her.
She’s bossy, overbearing and quite controlling to say the least, a conniving con-artist that can tease your mind until it’s weak, stripping you down to your insecurities then sitting upon your face for you to rehydrate and feast.
She will not give a fuck regardless of the time, date or place when she’s awake you will know because it’s written on my face. 
She’s a bitch an animal, a female dog in heat; untrained and untamed sniffing out her next victim of extended swollen meat, when his scent is locked in she will hunt and she will find..seeking any particular reason to spread your semen across my mind. 
I fear her because she’s dangerous, I have seen her remove souls from mere mortals seeding them through mouth alone, taunting her drained prey down to nothing but flesh and bone. 
She never plays fair, a man’s dream and also worst nightmare, spawning within seeping depths of my soul please do not bother her just let it sleep and remain dormant I don’t want to deal with her; the torturous thoughts she gives me is pure torment. 
Once you summon her I declare that you are completely on your own...I cannot defend you from someone that looks exactly like my clone but to make your 1st encounter a little easier I can offer you a bit of advice, to get to her you have to go through me so you better fuck me twice. 

Boxed In

     I wonder what it would take to break the silence of your mind, the unspoken vocabulary of your tongue, unpaving roads of fear to plant fields of ecstasy, would you let me...straddle molecular poles shifting physical energy exerting friction deep in the black hole of lust and pleasure, infinite beyond satellite measures. 

     If you let me you won’t regret me, engraved into your brain’s most reoccurring memories while still tasting amongst buds I promise you won’t forget me, would you allow yourself to feel the 8th wonder of the world or maybe even the 4th kind, can I tangle you inside me until my subconscious thoughts burst from your mouth and our words are intertwined. 

     I wonder how long this imaginary box can withstand being erased, when flood waters rise will you surf and ride or stand there drowning in place, remove that pale glove and pierce my face, the paint is in your eyes your lips stained with cherry juice, trying to match body languages but your rosetta stone is being seduced.

     The rapture brought forth is bound to make him mumble and gag, when Eve first sunk her teeth into that forbidden apple I bet it was the best she ever had, I want my name to be his 1st word like a baby advancing into their prime, you know....in the back of my head I always wondered what it would be like to make love to a mime.

Player 1

He’s not listening to anything I’m saying, neck muscles won’t even turn half a fraction in my direction to lock eyes with mine just for a second. 

“Baby?” I ask

“Yes baby?” He says stifling and agitated. 

“I want to tell you about my day,” staring at the back of his head beginning to lose my patience. 

“I’m listening, I just don’t want to lose this” he replies in urgency. 

Ok, bet...stripping down to brown skin, removing each article of clothing restricting my freedom I stand there bare and in heat. Walking over to his rested location on the sofa tapping on his shoulder waiting for a response to this pleasant surprise but I get nothing. 

I decide to click my heels in front of the television that so viciously has his attention, not directly centered but off to the side so his eyes can catch a glimpse of what I really want for him to play with. I see his pupils wandering slowly onto me focusing on my curves and exposed assests, could have sworn I saw him go cross eyed trying to focus on both in the same instant. 

“DEFEAT!” The announcer says in a blaring voice followed by sappy music. 

“Fuck, you made me lose, what are you doing?” Now even more ticked due to his recent loss but still staring at his life sized playground. 

“I want you to play with me,” I say. 

“After this last game, I’m about to win the tournament” cracking the knuckles of his broad hands and regripping the controller. 

Ok, bet...still standing there I wait for the round to begin and then I crouch down to my knees. Now between his legs rubbing on the head of dick, licking up his neck onto his chin sneaking a quick kiss in between controlled moves. Watching him grow solid inside his boxers is the best show I’ve ever seen, listening to his muffled grunts telling me to stop sticking my tongue in out of the opening playing with his pretty tip, pulling it out fully to admire my own stiffened victory. Precum beginning to ooze out but momma taught me to never waste my food so I begin lapping the sweet secretion from his hole..1...2...3..I wonder how many licks it would take for him to stick it in me? I can hear his breathing tense up, chest expanding into a sudden exhale while still dodging blows and I’m now ready to blow him.

 Letting him feel himself part my lips introducing the back of my throat to his dick, tongue performing tricks that only cheat codes could unlock, bobbing my head on his cock, in and out of mouth spitting on it so sloppy before sucking him clean and repeat for the ultimate dualshock, my hand stroking the shaft while my mouth pleases the head he releases a deep groan. The task of trying to focus and not cum is damn near turning his eyes red so I crank to the next level, gargling saliva putting him all the way inside, wrestling my tonsils I hold it there gagging with spit bursting from the sides of my mouth. 2 up and 2 down this is the final match before game over, hips  rising from his seat thrusting deeper penetration into my mouth, tongue flattened along the length of his shaft giving his balls a tightly pleasant grab. 

Fingers mashing buttons with such force as if that’s going to help him win, huge trails of spit dripping from my balls deep chin. 

“If I lose this match that’s yo ass” he says quickly looking down but little does he know that’s been my plan all along, counterattacking his opponent while I’m boosting for a charge shot, he explodes intensely as I swallow, releasing my jaws into a slower sucking motion to prolong his frames per second, filling my throat with his thick cream coating all of my tastebuds. Still trembling inside my mouth reassuring that I did not miss one single drop, I unlatch from his drained joystick and arise from my carpet imprinted knees to the sound of another defeat cutting through the warm silence in the room. 

I look at him and smile, licking the dripping sweat from the side of his face. 

“I win”

Pure Divinity

Never have I met someone so pure and divine

As you....

But you are no mere mortal

Peace and joy is the biggest prize I find within you

How is it...

That you can wrap me so tight without even wrapping your arms around me?

And me, I’m just a hopeless romantic boxed inside of a transparent structure staring directly at the key.

The key to my heart you have managed to pick up off the ground and invite yourself in.

Where do I begin? 

Just to know you’re alive and breathing is more than enough to put a smile upon my face. 

When God made you I bet he cursed for the first time. 

Sometimes my heart cannot explain verbally so then my paper becomes my canvas, allowing to be vulnerable and paint all these love stories clouding my mind about you. 

My daily thoughts are consumed by you. 

I want to breathe you into my lungs and never exhale....

How long before hours become minutes and minutes become seconds until I can see your brown face for the first time?

When I can lay my eyes upon destiny that I no longer have to speak into existence. 

I wonder how my heart would react to have you near...

I wonder if the angels know they are missing one....

I wonder if you know that your voice can stop hurricanes....

Can it be possible to feast from the unveiling of truth, a love so full and satisfying that you dare not touch with a silver fork or spoon but rather use your hands so that you do not taint with such unworthy precious metals. 

A prolific view of raw unadulterated lust, licking you off my fingers everytime you come across my mind. 

I want to fall in love with you first just so that we can rise back into love together. 

What if I told you that you are sweeter than the richest caramel but still more chocolate than Godiva. 

What if I told you the raging strength and willpower of a Bull can balance out the sexual desires of a scaling Libra. 

What if I told you I can balance you quite well on my tongue?

Did you know that it takes more muscles to frown than to smile and even more to make you moan? So I am going to work and sweat and ache until you tell me you’re sore. 

Please inform me if I’m being too modest because I only want to be honest with you....

Like did you know when I think of you my heart beats for 2?

My ray of sunlight in my darkest hour guiding to push me through. 

I bet that you didn’t know any these things and there’s only one reason why....

Because....

I never told you

Secret Admirer

In a past life, transcended through eras of different times and space I feel like I know you.
Traveling across celestial planes, alluring black holes, knowledge cross bred between ancestors shedding light on my darkest corners.

You know me, but I do not know you....I am still learning what is it that makes the clock of your mind tick, what draws the smile across your face or the tears pouring from your soft brown eyes, the same eyes that have never laid upon me and manage to still pierce through my wandering soul.
Wondering the true definition behind a twin flame and if you are the prototype that speaks life into my existence, the burn from your absent touch scorches my skin I feel your breath when you are nowhere near, angelic whispers paint vivid pictures through my clouded cerebrum when I think of you.
 Who are you?
 This is intense.
 Where did you come from?
 I can smell your scent.
 How did you find your way through some many lost days....I'm counting seconds, minutes, hours just to see your face. Can you please if it's not too much, pour yourself into me....so I can know what heaven feels like even if just for a moment.
Things that I want to say but my mind won't allow, trapping so many thoughts pressed against my eager tongue until it becomes numb, extended arms are ready to capture your embrace but you won't fall...because I wont' let you...being grounded isn't all it's cracked up to be.
You've came this far so why should I torture you and force you to wait, I just...need time to slow down a little so I can catch up with this pace.

Yearning

Up late again, thinking about heated passionate kisses distributed between longing lips. Hands caressing, roaming and possessing all the right places, tight and firm grips. Entangled within eachothers breaths losing oxygen at a steady pace, no finish line to remove clothes, basking in the ambiance of this moment disregarding the race. Slowly undressing you with my eyes revealing your manly structure that God designed himself even before Jesus his one and only begotten son, tasting every inch of your exposed mind tapping into the wants and needs of your emotions digging deep inside me telling me that you don’t want to be alone, tightly snug within my raging waters telling me you need me. Penetrating mind, body and soul, kissing places where your deepest darkest secrets hide, holding you close, marking my territory on your back while you ram pure energy into my aura bolting electricity lighting my body on fire. Craving dual orgasms both left and right brain exploding from pressure, pleasure swallowing all of your thoughts, letting my body know how you really feel, appreciation of your positive visualization of truth, caressing your heart cradling you like a baby never to feel that you have to face this cruel world by yourself again, being the lifetime you need to heal all pain through sweet tender kisses causing every guarded wall to crumble down.... 

In The Presence Of A King

Imagine if I, your queen, got on my knees and kneeled before you as a king, as if the heavens came down and reigned upon my mouth as I made you sing...what if your voice could be heard from the pearly gates from this blessing that I bring? 

What if I, used my mouth as a vessel, blissfully blessing your lake of fire or pleasantly praising your temple opening a world of lost desire. 

Imagine if I, repented all of my worldy sins, 

just to suck the soul out of your sanctuary and give you a testimony to run and tell the congregation. 

Imagine if I, became a disciple, and every burden of evil you possess, I'm at your command, you can lay it on my tongue and I'll swallow it like a communion in the Bible. 

Imagine if I, baptized myself in your holy water, discovered a whole new religion,

they say the Earth was created in 7 days so that's...7 ways to display a fellatio so far from cliché,

the tip of your dick dances on the tip of my lips like praise and worship or better yet a solo ballet, 

so even when your soul  leaves this Earth as you climax, the taste of your spirit stays.

I wanna turn your water into wine I must admit,

But imagine if I wanted to hear you speak in tongues while I speak with my tongue on your pulpit. Bow your head everytime I pray and let the holy spirit convince you that you are not possessed by evil but simply under constraint, but See the thing about me is...I can be a heathen or a saint, bringing back to back triumphant orgasms to your body like the holy trinity "cumming" forth from within,

But imagine if I wanted to make you feel born again,

imagine if I wanted to be your sin. 

So when the revelation is over,

and I'm done sucking all the sweet succulent milk from your last supper,

Imagine me as an angel because my head gave you wings,

And know that there's nothing....absolutely nothing but pleasure that I'll cast upon you when I'm kneeled before you In The Presence Of A King. 

Clear Reflections

I am the beginning and the end, 

the round the clock the infinity the holy trinity the, 

the 4th kind, that...tall glass of wine after a long days work, 

I am that hurt I am that pain I am that blood running through yo veins,

 I am that sweat I am those tears I am that you been waiting on this for years, 

I am the 1st sip I am the last shot, I am that 3 pointer before the clock stops, 

I am the here and the after the very last chapter, 

I’m that piece of cake you had saved waiting in the fridge, 

I am the Golden Gate Bridge, 

I’m a Sunday night ride through the city, 

I’m a come home from work, your meal cooked, 

bath ran and I’m laying in bed dressed in laced Vickys, 

Not Victoria but I am victorious,

 I am Black Calligraphee 

in the flesh I am that pop quiz test,

 I am your favorite song,

 I am the Lion in the den, 

I am that 1st slide in,

 I am the Oppressed and the oppressor,

 I am the soul, I am the bullets I am the gun, 

I am the rising sun, 

I am not the number two because I am the number one. 

I am the core and I am the mantle, I am the fire that burns from unlit candles,

 I am the catcher and also the rye but looking in the mirror at myself

....who am I?

Unknown

I can envision you being baptized,

White robe on dipped below my holy waters

All of your sins are now mine and I want to bless you with new beginnings 

No endings. 

My angel sent from above

True love, I died in your arms and became reborn

Free formed.

Formed from mother Earth 

Your skin is softer than moist soil 

If I could...take all the hours of the day and make infinite time, you make atoms, protons and electrons combine

Big bang theory

Damn baby what did you have in mind? 

50 ways to die, no 50 ways to live,

I can imagine 1-49 when I envision you and our kids

You weren't made for this world because your heart is made of black gold,

The warrior I needed I will protect you Young King, our journey of peace will lay out in front of UNFOLD until we grow old,

We can...run away before this fuckin world goes to hell, 

When the trumpet sounds we'll be on a island somewhere eating off the land living well, 

Trust in me that knowledge is be-stilled in you,

Because from the moment I met you I could feel my heart beat for 2.