Observation

I wish my arms could erase the pain that you feel
Or all the things in life which you wished you didn't have to deal
The many times that you just wanted it all to stop
That it was into my chest you fell the many times you dropped
But I don’t want to unearth the pain or the shame
Cause when you died inside, love i did the same
Sleeves of your shirts hold a thousand fold tears
A heart that has left a body dormant over the years
All i have to offer to you are grass blades and autumn leaves
And the thought of knowing that I’ll never leave
My presence is not negative and I do intend to hurt
You are my little song bird and I’ll protect as you remain perched



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The Rabbit's Hole

I reach
Tears Fall
I reach
I fall
No support
I fall
Abysmally
I fall
Catch my tears
Surpass them
I fall
Lasting pain
Wrap myself
Right then left
Cover my chest
I fall
Free
I reach
You let me
Fall



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The Awakening 2

I regain consciousness as the roof drips a thick sweet liquid onto my face
I take time in gaining composure, I think I know this place
Slowly I wipe this substance form my forehead and into the vortex behind my lips
Remnants of Paris, Mallon, no I think...I think it was my African trip
I casually rise to a sitting position
In submission
A familiar sound approaches from behind
Roaring waters, so I close my eyes and open my mind
It hits
Quick
The same substance overwhelms me as I open my mouth and it rushes in
The submission is released as this tidal wave attaches to my skin
She releases her legs and I surface
She’s chagrined
She watches herself drip from my chin
I’m chagrined
I can’t resist deploying my tongue to pull it back in
We smile
She knows my style
Pearl, clit, lips, in succession
Devour the clit and I gain more possessions
She smiles
I smile



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Reflections For My Day

Real heroes are men who fall and fail and are flawed, but win out in the end because they’ve stayed true to their ideals and beliefs and commitments.
- Kevin Costner

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. . . It doesn’t happen all at once . . . It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept.
Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
- “The Velveteen Rabbit or How Toys Become Real” by Margery Williams
(Hey!, I remember this movie)

Right actions for the future are the best apologies for wrong ones in the past. Tyron Edwards

He who is drowned is not troubled by the rain.
Chinese Proverb

Do not fear going forward slowly; fear only to stand still.
Chinese Proverb

Exhale

Departure
Long awaited, I release what I hold within
Escape through my lungs into the breeze
Whirl and swirl in the wind, escape with the season
Escape me and this
Live a long fruitful life apart from your parasitic bind to me
I free you to a world that can accommodate better than I
Escape



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Rapturous Soul

Of my love
Of my breath
Of the passion in my chest
Of the earth
Of the sea
Of my farther
And of me
You are of all things but incorporate so much more
You are the love that I fathom and search for
The atoms of my essence sing songs of your grace
The blue jewel of your mind offsets the frustration of our pace
To be lyrically yours I must exhale
The Urban Butterfly carries me so I can not fail
Of my arms but wholly my strength
Delaleuverses run through my mind as I hide behind the slump façade of the trench
Watching the fireworks of shells saunter overhead, all I have is Joy
Iron be soul, may the result of this battle field be Beautifully Imperfect Acuity after I deploy



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I deeply apologize that I do not post often; I have certain restriction that limit my postings, but you guys are always on my mind. I hope you can find the hints of yourself in this post.

I Could Not Stop For Death

When left with but a memory and vagueness of the your tone
My eyes can only but water at the thought that you are gone
You asked if I was sleeping, maybe in hopes that you could to
Now you are the one who is sleeping, and I who wishes to join you

“I could not stop for death
So he kindly stopped for me”
And took away my friend
But placed her in eternity

He may have hung his head
And regretted what he had to do
Did so with this softest touch
But the fact remains true

There is a hollow in heart
Pseudo occupied with sadness and grief not only for us
“I could not stop for death”
So he kindly left me Justice

In loving memory of Trish



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Happy Birthday

Since tomorrow is my birthday I suggest that we all get but naked and do shots of each other, LOL, no I am to old fashioned for that, but I do suggest we celebrate. Any ideas?

Still I Cry 2

I cry because you love me and I am afraid to love you back
I cry because I know that there are a lot of things that I lack
Because I've severed bonds that I hold so dear
I cry because there is an end that I do not fear
I cry because I need to take a stand
I cry because I quiet my inner man
I cry because Corinne Bailey Rae healed me a little when I wasn't trying to be
I cry because when I run into the darkness for refuge there is a love that I still can see
Because excepting responsibility is always present and demanding
I cry because with you I don't know my current standing
I cry because it is the only way I know to lift the weight
I cry because all the beauty inside me is trying to escape
I know that I spiral down into the abymaloldsoullove when I close my eyes
But I cry because I stand behind myself whispering lies
I cry because I allow myself to
I cry because I keep myself from loving you



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Subvertion

I like you because you are a forbidden possession
I'll bite my lip and think surreptitious thoughts
A fact that continues to fuel this burning obsession
Because you have the delicacy of which i sought
A juicy pleasure which leaks its desire

An oral advocate devouring the wet realms of life

I know the perfect place for my pleasures to transpire
Again tongue subverts clit tonight



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