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Premium Member Mans Lust For Beauty

It is this of the mind that drives us crazy.
This beautiful lady of time that makes me wildly insane.
It is that of her skin I see lying here next to me.
That of her lips to mine as I dream of what could be.
It is a lust of beauty that portrays me.
As I hear her words haunting me.
It is them words to which makes me bleed.
Not that of real blood but my heart instead
It is there it runs like water through my soul. 
As I seek to find my own soul.
Her curves excite me beyond my control.
Like that of morning dew, she brings sunshine in.
Like that of the heavens above, the stars shines brightly in.
She is like an angel of God’s best sent.
As she stills my heart in prep.
It’s there I want to feel that tummy tight.
Not just the ripples but the baby inside.
It’s that of her thighs I want to feel.
As I crawl up in between them with excitement spent.
It is that of her smile I see.
When I close my eyes in sleep.
But that of her cheeks I want to feel.
As I hold her close to me.
It’s her eyes of beauty that doesn’t lie to me.
As she said she wants to be forever in life with me.
But it’s a lust of beauty to which consumes me.
As she quenches the fire from within me.
It isn’t of water but gas instead.
As it flames high and shows my heart of pure red.
It’s there I love her with all my heart.
As she shines light in the deepest part.
But it’s there she means the world to me.
As I dream of a lust of beauty being here next to me.
And never being lonely in life again. 
But be as two and making life happy again.


Premium Member The Love I Lost

It is with sad heart that I say my goodbye. 
It is there I will miss the smile you put apon my face everyday.
That just having you kept my heart pumping to where now it is dead of feeling. 
It is of a heartless soul to which exist within me. 
It is with anger and tears my eyes bleed. 
With that of a rose to which is of dead leaves,so does my being 
know of its feel to dry and die away. 
My sight is no longer there for like the fresh of breath he give me,it has vanish. 
I am just a person now and not a being. 
The love may still be there but it hurts me to take in deep air as my pain 
I feel on my chest is a kill. 
There I have lost the woman I love for life that once told,never look back. 
But to look back is the experience that life has taken,rather good or bad. 
But that of a trust to which was ripped and torn to shred. 
It was of a love one could know and feel. 
That to which made them stand proud to say I am who I am and this is my other half. 
One that only one could dream of with their eye's close but not to be pinch for awakening 
because their eye's where already open. 
It's there the pain hurts because loving you exist no more. 
That there is a void harder to fill and that's having you made everything seem so real. 
All blocks is gone because so am I. 
That you find nothing but an empty wall with no writting there with love but you 
find a man lost in the moment. 
Because their his love was strong for only one woman. 
He never really understand why she loved if she really did but them words touch 
deeply into a soul now torn to shred. 
But his love still is that one day it finds it's way back where it belongs and he may live to 
love another day instead of hating everything to which is now just life to him. 
But to love that specail woman that makes his world go round and time stand still because 
there she was everything. 
That now it's all just a dream. 
I Love~ them words doesn't even matter because thats all they was.
Were something to hurt the being because there it really doesn't exist but in the mind 
because my heart bleeds river of blood.
Form: Pastoral

Hypothetically Speaking Vol.Iii

If you knew my struggle would you try to 
convince me that I'm gone make it
If you knew how bad I was hurting would 
you try to take that pain away or just savor it
If you knew how much I loved you 
would you continue to do me wrong 
would you change your ways or press
repeat and play that same ol song
If you could grant my prayers 
just think about it, would you?
No matter what your friends say 
even though you had a rough past
would it cross ya mine that I'm
loving you unconditionally & true
If I showed you my inner self 
would you be able to handle it
or would you runaway and just be 
another statistic of my list of abandonment
Could I count on you to be as honest as me
would you think I was full of it 
when I say all I desire in life is just to be free
Would you care If I died tomorrow knowing
you didn't appreciate when while I was living
Would you try to understand why I lived 
the way I live with thanksgiving & repentance
If I told you the harsh truth of what 
I really thought about life would you 
or could you sympathize even though 
there were no more tears coming from my eyes
How would you react If I had to erase you from 
my life because of how you live yours 
would you plead wit me not to or just point 
me to the door.
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James

Looking into your eyes as
 my fingertips trail across your skin.
If I was ever more content,
 I surely don't know when.

Your hair soft and smelling of jasmine,
 blonde curls brush your face.
You roll over and wrap me in your arms, 
 I feel at peace in your embrace.

I open my eyes and I'm all alone.
 Your side of the bed, empty and cold.
Tears threaten to spill over
 when I realize you're not here to hold. 

I want you here with me, 
 Damn you for leaving my life in such haste.
I miss your touch along my skin, 
 your kiss so sweet, I still taste.

Your eyes so dark blue
 they resemble a sapphire jewel.
To think I could keep those treasures
 for myself, what a fool.

I can't take back all those 
 horrible things I did and said.
There have been many days I've
 wished I'd have left you instead.

I keep going over it all in my mind.
 And it just doesn't seem fair.
A life stolen for drugs by 
 an addict who didn't care.

The fact that he is your brother
 was the worst of it all.
I see just how far crack-cocaine
 can make a person fall.

I'll never forget you and
 I'll love you until my very last breath.
And as long as I live
 I'll never be over your death.
Form: Rhyme

From a Long Time Ago

Have you taken a good long look in lately at yourself in the mirror
Do you see your life, as it is now, any kind of clearer
Are you still wishing she could, to you, be nearer

Break down and call
What makes you think she don't still love you through it all
Love is up one minute, but sometimes in the next it has been known to fall

How will you know for certain how she feels if you don't even try
Or do you want to be left her forever more trying to answer why
Regets hit hard and they will run so extremely deep, life passes you by in the blink of an eye

Will you let go off your fears and embrace her, the one you know you have always loved
And you know all to well she is the one you are constantly thinking of
Just maybe she see you as someone sent to her from the heavens' above

Look closely, there is a crack in the mirror but don't you dare close your eyes
Even if it's easier to turn away than to take that look inside
With life and the truth you need, it's never to late to try

Be true to her, but most of all be true to yourself don't let her again pass on by
You could make each other happy where each of your lives have gone awry
Stop thinking about just how many tears she may have cried

She's stronger now than you know
Open your heart again and let that love for her once again flow
And that much, to yourselves, you each owe

Just let go
Just let it show
It's been meant to be now as it started from a long time ago


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