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Something to hold for the moment

The clothes

don’t make the man

the man

makes the clothes,

from the highest him self

this woman was perfectly fitted

in a league

all of her own,

with a smile that gets me dizzy

and curves

like I’ve never

seen before,

how her body

contains it all

must be a God blessing

and it shows,

like a lace up corset

it hooks your eyes from the back

 lacing up the sides of your mind

oh how her light skin can hold,

such majestic

causing temptation

with the simple scent

of many a rose,

I’m smitten

and she’s bitten

on to the concept

that I’ve sold,

I product placed

then replaced

what I truly was

unworthy to hold,

she figures me out

undresses her self

and tells me that

my confession was bold,

soon after we embraced

 face to face

and from that point

she couldn’t let go,

her shape

I crave

so I then engrave

my soul into her mold,

she accepts

with blissful breathes

that I now

have to go…

The next Move

ah

ah

I have iT

in my hands,

I want to do

something with it

but im scared

so I stand,

not too sure

on my next move

damn the feeling of feeling damned,

she fell right

into my palm

but to bother her

I can’t,

I fidget

feeling rigid

 I AM a Richard

I’m the man,

the king in me

is humbled

and I bow

as if on holy land,

that doesn’t mean

I don’t attempt

but every kick

is caught by another hand,

that assures me

somethings going to happen

but it’s not

what I have planned,

so all the more

does it make me mad

and all the more

do I demand,

for more

oh this whore

has me heated

and then a fan,

hovers over and cools me off

I’m put off

and forget

why I heavily pant,

once I sit

all the way down

I can now

figure out my next dance

inspiration revisited

oh me

oh my

inspiration

your such a cunt,

as soon as I

forgot about you

with my daily day-to-day

you hit me with an upper cut,

I havent seen you

in a long minute

you were never one

for saying much,

I don’t know

if you’re wanting to

actually help me move forward

or just get me all riled up

smooth landing

I think IT

believe IT

I see IT

im pointing

at

IT,

then like a reflex

that’s set up

on

automatic,

I stretch

for

 IT

grasping

 IT

& then

I finally

got/had

IT,

as soon as

I realized

I did

IT 

slips

right through

like traffic,

im stuck behind

on the side

then I slip stream

right

past

IT,

trying

to get IT right

but my

trying

is causing damage,

I struggle

and then I

manage,

all while

my

chances

are pulling

in & out

so sensual

& tantric,

its

pulling

my vision

way off

then where

I clamped

IT

its starting

to lose grip

while im drawing out

another hat trick,

I stumble

but then I

catch

IT

prayers

i start chanting

since it did no good

to be yelling out

damn

IT

all while

I try

my best

to

go for

a smooth landing

I

land

IT

GiveMeThat

Out of sight

out of mind,

but as soon as IT

comes back around

I’m reminded,

I want IT

gimme gimme

ITs mine!!!