Why do I have to choose between a pill for my sanity and my sexual desire?
I don’t want to feel ashamed for going weeks or months with no desire.
I want to be affectionate.
I want to be intimate.
I want to want.
What can I do?
To fight these urges
In my adult life, I have no luck
No luck with love
But my body needs to
But I can't disappoint God
Nor give Satan the power
So what can I do
To fullfill my Sexual desire
The beating in my chest
the urge to rub a womans breast
and rubbing her feet would also be best
I can't be a pimp
Compare to my male friends
I feel like a useless wimp
I have tons of urges and kinks
I can have sex in weeks
I love to mingle
But I am single
I'm not getting yonger
I'm getting older
My urges feel like a roller-coaster
I feel horny each time I'm awake
I don't know how much I can take
Before,
I was a greedy man
You gave me a gift
to distinguish the difference
between the beauty of sexual desire and
the power of love
Now,
I can walk down
the streets of Manhattan
not being bothered
I saw the most beautiful dandelion the day.
A chap with strong sexual desire
met a lass in alluring attire.
Upon a park bench
he fondled the wench
watched by the park keeper, a voyeur.
Temptation has kept many warm
Every relationship has its right and wrong
Dissatisfaction is in everyone
More we want, younger can be better
Before your correction know personal preference has connection with emotional reference
Sexual desire can expire and still get fired
Judge not if you don't have experience
Some feelings you can't cheat but bare with careful and care
When you have the one or two to share
Being open in a relationship has relation to an open relationship
Let's face the facts
One partner or a lifetime partner is somehow a lie
You can't deny you can love many people at once
Relationship, rebound, separation the heart is not at bay
Secretly polygamy rules over monogamy
Love is a sentiment relevant in emotions but not a backbone to marriage
Trust is vacant when it comes to who you bone
Love on the surface is easy to clone
Its a puzzle to be in this entanglement
Certified by home affairs in the name of love
There are people in your life who will help to make you strong.
The ones that are dead weight, well they simply don’t belong.
We are entitled to our rights, never take it on the chin.
It might be time to clean that porch, so let the sweeping now begin.
Ignorance can be bliss, if you’re not the one who’s under fire.
Color should never matter, nor should your sexual desire.
If you choose to harm my child, in my heart you will be dead.
That is my final answer, I’ve already made my bed.
My youngest son is gay and he makes me very proud!
I’ll stand on any rooftop and shout that very loud.
If you judge a person by their character and the content of their heart.
There would never be a line to draw that keeps us all apart.
I love this brave young man who is my youngest son.
He is the brother of my oldest boy and they’ve kept us on the run.
I couldn’t be any prouder, of the men they are today.
I love you both with all my heart and it will always be that way!
My Light, My Love, My Life…
My Light..
Your eyes gleam in the light
with your loving gentle smile drawing you towards me,
with your passionate gaze,
you light up my life,
with your eyes ablaze
when you look into mine.
My Love…
The way you speak humorously, lovingly, and your casual touch,
your eyes and your smile, speaking to me.
Your muscular body lovingly touching mine, swimming, soft water, waterfalls racing over me. My feet in cool puddles.
Your wit and charm embrace me, standing there why I want you more!!!
Tropical islands dance through me with a cool ocean breeze.
My Life…
Is eternally yours, why the days, weeks, and years I will spend with you.
The child of ours I see before me, swirling dances, of anniversaries to come.
With sexual desire from sunset moonlit skies to love in the morning sunrise.
For your love ever more, I will tell you in about 75 years more…
Romantic Love Poem: By Stephanie J. Cole
I am feeling for you;
of strong or constant affection
Oh, yes I do
And I love you
I know I love you
For this is true
I am having an attraction
This may include sexual desire
Just short of lust, but this I trust
We must first do
Listen too
Yes, this is true
Our Father and quench that desire
For I’ll honor you
And only in marriage be through
Only then shall we quench our fires…
I know I love you
For this is true
the strong affection felt
I want to make this a holy covenant
Asking first Our Father God
And also your earthly father
For your hand in marriage
Yes, this is true
by people who have a romantic relationship.
We two people in love in a romantic way.
My purpose is a proposal in honor of you God’s Daughter
Would you have me for your wedded man
Would you give me the honor and marry me…
9/26/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Fragrant to fruity to lemon to wood,
How many smells do you own?
Maybe a bleach to a chocolate vanilla,
Maybe your smells are unknown.
Do you burn them on sticks, or oil filled pots,
Do you waft smoke all over the room,
Do the smells help clean up all of those spirits,
Leaving a beautiful plume?
I wonder do your smells help you escape,
Do scents invoke memories bygone,
Do those scents trigger hormones for sexual desire,
Are they a smelly turn on?
Or do you use smells to attract other folks,
A beautiful aroma packed bait,
To hook the right person into your life,
To find you a smell loving mate?
We all love the smells we dissolve ourselves in,
Making us more than we seem,
They give us escapes, memories and desire,
They give us a good self-esteem.
sexual desire
frustration
anger
mixed emotions
running together
like two toned candles and wax
Still I Love You.
You are out of my love range.
Still i love you
I want to be your furure life partner in real Life,
Even donot know the way
travel towards your road
Even though i love you a lot,i miss you a lot,i kiss you a lot .
Each day i see you in my dreams as mine hubby
A fake dream a fake promise of my imagination.
I donot know i will get you in my future life or not
Still i love you
Without any greed of money
Without any sexual desire
My love is full of purity of
Heart and soul.
I want you to be so near
So that i whisper all my
Love ,laughter ,sorrow ,grief ,pain in your ear
Under your arms
Being a blessed wife
Being a blessed mom of
Your lot of children
Still i love you
Even i know its my fake dream
You are out of my love range
My Love it should be silent,being deep.
And being very peaceful should be still.
Still as the utmost depths of oceans keeps.
Serenely silent as some mighty hill,
Yet is my love so great it needs must fill.
With very joy the inmost heart of me,
The joy of dancing branches on the hill.
The joy of leaping waves upon the sea.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran
Cover to cover
rosy cheeks looked at him from the Corner of her
eyes, beckOning him oVer to her solicitation of lovE
and sexual desire. She kept winking those big eyes,
determined to Reel him like an easy fish, baiTing him
in with her youth and beauty, a race course Of curves,
no man would not want to speed his Car in. Her track
gorgeous. Her Oval better. A haven to challenge quest,
beVy of love and thE climax of adrenaline. She kept
ogling, her hands inching her skirt up her thighs. He
opened up to her finally. She caught heR mark. A
kitten, walking towards her seeking warmth and love.
connie pachecho
1/13/17
notes-acoustic reading book; message cover to cover-solicitor read her mark like a book, cover to cover, under the guise thereof
"AVOIDANCE"
when you decide the
day and night fuel
every sexual desire
in your body, the females
are endless.
as a youngster there
is no fear in losing sleep.
the females hold smiles
you know will tear your
@$%&in life apart.
but you never care.
when you decide the
day and night fuel
every need to save your
insanity, the females
become very few.
you know then, one
reaction to the smile can
alter your life yet again.
only this time, you fight
just to get a night of
decent sleep.
the joys of being young
lie in being old and for the
moment, it's one beautiful
unbeatable struggle.
By: Chicano Eddie
9-28-2016
“WAR”
we fight with the morning.
we fight with the bathroom.
we fight with the stove,
some of us the car.
we fight with the traffic.
we fight with the streets.
we fight with the price of
gas.
we fight with the long hours.
we fight with the choice of
lunch.
we fight with the rundown.
we fight with the punch out.
we fight with the walk in.
we fight with the sit down.
we fight with the choice of
dinner.
we fight with the choice of
smoke.
we fight with the drink.
we fight with the choice of
male or female.
we fight with the anger.
we fight with the heartache.
we fight with the demons.
we fight with the devil.
we fight with God.
we fight with our choice of
bed time.
we fight with our insomnia.
we fight with masturbation.
we fight with all five stages
of sleep.
we fight with sexual desire
but we never fight for our
personal change.
war…
it’s only good when you
win.
By: Chicano Eddie
9-25-2016
The Desire
When I`m hundred years old, I will
not wish for a virgin, namely because
they have no experience just lie there
waiting to be penetrated
I will ask for the best prostitute in town
One who knows all the tricks needed to
get a sleeping giant stand erect, march into
its last war after thirty years of slumber,
Let a geyser of pleasure, break lose and
flood life lived into a patina of love.
Then blissfully die in the tempting arms of
sexual desire.
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