This Is My Story (Poetry)


	This Is My Story (Poetry) Imagination I was listening to my inspirer, tell me who she was. she is what I am, and does what I does. It took alot of courage to tell us what she did, but now shes got it out, and thats all there really is. Her subtleness is my plite; her figure; my guide to greatness, the way she roles her thighs I just hate this. Stop girl; you know all i need is just one little kiss, on the lips while staring at the sands of time wondering where i would be if you were mine. While you play these games with me you dont think I can see all that we really can be Maybe I cant; are you just a figment of my imagination Just some bitch I made up so i don't have to Face this. Damn I think you are. Making Real Love Like Soft Chocolate; not melted but just right as you drip slowly into my soul, I understand you I can see your essence I can smell your deepest secretes. Your richness makes me cough while your thickness makes me hault. I cant buy you anywhere Ohh do it again please Please dont make me beg Ahh thank you That thing you do to me is like no other With you everything goes teach me tell me a story a story never written by the author of time Yeah thats it Girl you make me feel fine while you rest, & kiss my chest, wantingly i support your ample chocolatized breast. Your long black hair flows over your back while my right hand massages those lips the make you woman that sweet moan that rolls from your lips that little movement made by your hips carries your unspoken desire, & I comply Damn; that was Good Together I was thinking today about your brown eyes, your black hair, your thick lips & those ebony hips The way you kiss my neck and make me comply the way you rub on my chest, & then move to my inner thigh I can see a flame in your eyes as you gaze at my face come to me now; i just want one small taste As i roll you softly onto your back i watch tears fall through the cracks from heaven I run my tounge from your neck to below as you grip the sheets and then bend your toes your legs are shaking your heart is racing mmmmmm your warm, & guess what We've just Begun Almost Anything I'll do anything you want but please don't pinch this or pull on that I dont want to be spanked or tied up so i guess ill do almost anything My idea of Romantic is you and me in a large dimly lit room lighted by a fire built by me, listening to Coletrane You and I laying on a stack of comforters covering a hardwood floor. Exactly 69 candels randomly placed throughout the room Black body Pillows will surround us, & I will read to you from the book of time and proceed to give you a full body massage and Recite Potery never Written and where we go from there is up to you, no its up to us. A Fucking Rarity Do you hear that virgin voice calling out to you in that syllabus of vein can you hear my heart beat as we go insane with emotion Damn what do we do now can you see what i see can you hear what i hear can you feel what i feel do you fear what i fear Well I fear nothing you are not what i thought you were you are but a child in a relm of voiceless children but you're different you have a voice, & sweet it is my my my what have we here A small snow rose? A fucking Rarity you got a gift and you dont even use it for goodness sake you ought to abuse it Damn kid use what you got. My Song for Nathan You are my friend my completion my wronged right tell me where we can go ill hide for you I cried when you told me your story Alone in a world of hate I cried for you when you say my name my ears perk when I listen to you I hear pain Our friendship is to close to lose i dont wana see you get those Mo betta Blues I need to know that you're all right Even if you have to call in the middle of the night I may be sleeping, but im always listening to the breath you breathe, the words you sing and you cries from pain that make me go insane but thats ok you mean too much my friend This is my song for Nathan