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Devil In a New Dress…Tip toeing not so siliently…

she arrived in all white

simplicity…

stealing the room of all eyes

they would follow she…

who is questioned of being an attention whore

well possibly…

but in honesty

her modesty

was never ever a question

however when questioned

she would laugh it off

violently…

You can see the devil in her eyes

and quite frankly

iT

 frightened me…

because this wicked woman

can do whatever with whom ever she wants

and like the 8 ball in the close left corner pocket

she has gotten me…

with my guard and pants down

while on top of  my lap like a saddle she is riding me…

similar to flies to shit & bees to honey

hoes to money

with want & have

 there is no, stopping me…

 iT

would take the full strength of Christ

to push this bountiful beauty of flesh

up off of me…

Lord may your will be done

because my will is having fun

and right now my legs can not run

so please pardon me…

Heal me of my weakness

that sin has seemed to clog up like an artery…

I LovE YOU

I am more than just fond of thee,

but this little thing

that is fondling…

has a gorilla grip

damn that dress

& all other things

that has taken over me not so silently

Beg to differ?

she doesn’t want much

but im not willing to give

what she does,

it’s all a matter of love

and where my hearts come from

a slight push automatically receives a shove,

her right hook

has never been mistook

for some kind type of hug,

she’s mistaken

what is agape

with generic physical attraction,

considering how one meets

depicts what repeats

and what isn’t at random,

 “just” is just that

and there are no promises made

when we’re “just having fun”,

what you put up with

you end up with

 oh you beg to differ? I hope you have a good run

iN Passion iGo

its cold

out side

I want to be

in the warm,

I want to be

of love

where our souls

can take form,

grab ahold

of each other

choke to death

and not let go,

a bad romance

in a trance

forever going with

the flow,

I want the fights

the tears

the make up

the “after” glow,

the not being able

to live

without the other

I want the whole show,

God has blessed me with choices

& The devil saw iT fit

to tempt me with

detours with quicker roads,

so I take

what I can get

because iN passion

iGo

iWant

more than that

iWant

authentic the really real,

iWant

to be able to show my colors

and let the other

know exactly how I feel,

I’m tired

of being in character

so that I don’t hurt my self

with things that I feel,

My passion

has driven me blind

where the “Go”

has no substance to its appeal,

no push to the kart

what is passion

if not the push

with the flamboyant zeal,

all my excitement

in the world

holds nothing

ideal,

to Love

because Love

is not of IT

its of the spirit its REAL,

everything else

is but the motions

and I’m learning

how to deal

In The Scene

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She’s a beauty
She’s a delight
But she’s heavy
In the scene,
That I’ve come
So far away from
And What took so long
For me to leave,
It’s too easy to
get back Up in To iT
with Old comrades
that Still haven’t seen,
A difference in
the Rays of light
Partly because I
Keep flipping teams,
Going back and forth
From the land of honey
And the space
Of broken dreams,
Most represent
Something
That I myself
Want nothing to do with or have a connection in between,
Bad company
Good times
The same old
Scheme of things,
Falling victim
Isn’t really falling
When it’s the bread crumbs that we laid
that get us following back into our old routine,

ohhh LORD, what a scene