Wednesday, December 24, 2014

______....______/\/\/\ Beat Beat throb beat BEAT beat /\/\/\___________..._____________


As we hold each other near we can feel it
As you hold your hand around her throat you can feel it
When you kiss her you can taste it
For once you can smell it all over her when she obeys your commands.
She will show you just how much it means to her when you make it pound
She will show you the way to hers when she is ready
It is not to be taken lightly
It is not yours to have nor hold until she feels safe
It throbs with every beat
She will feel safe with you when you protect it from others
How will you show her just how much it means to you when she shows you hers?

Curvey Barbie


lets get some things straight here. For all the girls that grew up with the barbie doll and tried your hardest to reach that body style. I am happy you failed. A thin body looks so sick not taken care of. Thank you Matel for making some of our women crazy as they can be to starve themselves to the point of losing everything they have to get to the perfect body that was instilled into their pretty heads from the start.
Now lets get back to the story at hand. Thank you for failing the diet that you could not hold onto to bring your body fat a few 100 levels down. You have the sexy body when you look like the old COKE bottles to start with. C U R V E S are what excite real men. Put a room full of guys up to look at women. Yes sure we look at the small barbie type women. We lust for them as much as you lusted for that perfect body. But 90% of us will go home with the woman with real curves at the end of the night. Those are real women.
Thank you most of you for not making it to the thin post. I really enjoy looking at a very beautiful woman with all the curves in the right places. I think more of you need to post pictures of yourself's for us to see what real women really look like and enjoy yourselves in your skin.
Lets get back to what nature intended here. Lets be bold beautiful. Post your pictures. Smile and feel great what your mother gave you. Do not cover it up. Be proud of what and who you are.
He has kept his twisted self to be himself.
Snarling at the world as we walk through it.
I can feel my twisted monster crying for release. For him to have to hear me say NO once more.
I can feel the animal just below the skin scratching it was to the surface.
Pulling at the meat between me and it.
Lashing out when my guard is down.
Peeling back on the years that I have kept it down.
I do not know what is going to come of him when I grow older and weaker in trying to keep all of it back.
My twisted monster I am afraid of showing all of it's hurt and rage to any ONE soul. It is a Primal in me I have been afraid of it full potential.
It shows me at times what has to be done. What it feeds on and how outrageous it has become of hearing the world.
It lashes at me to pull me to it. I know what it needs but I cannot give in to it's needs so easy. In the past I have let it feed on one soul only to see her pull away to walk away telling me never again. I dare not to release all of it to see it happen again.
I do not think this world needs to see what twisted soul less monster I have kept in the dark for so long can make me become.

Friday, July 6, 2012

One



to find your one 
a one that shares your heart beat 
She needs a spanking every once in a while 
a one that when you ask them to come to you they do They do not ask why they just do 
a one that when you kiss them they do not pull away 
They hold their breath 
a one that when you pull their hair
 They moan wanting more 
a one when you nibble their neck 
You can feel the life 
 a one when you suck her bottom lip and grab her throat 
she just thinks in the back of her mind 
 Thank you SIR

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Soul Catcher


Your feather touch has a blazing feeling
Everytime you touch me you set my world a blaze.



Your eyes as they look at me
I feel as if you are piercing my soul



I do not need to be near
to feel your heart beat



As time passes
As I get to know you better



I know I made the right choice
I know you are my one



You still blaze my world
Everyday

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Stone worker

The room that you are in the walls are so high I cannot climb them. Your stone walls are so thick the sun does not shine thru them. The winds of time has taken an effect on you that I have tried to unwind. The twined words of others has left you in this room. I am here I am not a climber. I will use this chisel to take down these walls. Annette I love you more and more as each day passes. These little stones at my feet , I will show you how I take care of them.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010


I just wanted to capture one heart
Just one heart !


I noticed you when you cracked a smile
I even told my self that I was your man.


I just wanted to capture your heart
Your man in the dark


The one you ran to when down
The one that you would want to talk to


I wanted to capture your heart
Just your heart
I know I can make promises
I know I can keep.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010


I know how to tell when you are in love now.
I thought in my past I knew what it was.

I thought the feelings I had before
Was what it was .

I have been wrong all along.
It is funny that we think we are right.

I know now I was wrong. I know now
I would die for the one I am in love with

I can feel her pain. I can feel what she feels.
I know when I have done something to hurt her.

I know now if it is not too late.
I know now to just relax

I know now how to just be
Let it grow on its own....

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Do you smell the beat ?


if it is not your scent
or the way your hair
falls over my hand

The way you smile when you see me


The rush you give me
The tingle I feel from your finger tips
Dig at my skin to electrify my body

The way I know I do not want to
take another
breath
if you was not there

Breathless I would be
You have this over me

A bond
The very first bond
I do not want to break

You have me

Friday, March 26, 2010

My field of hearts


We fall alsleep holding eachother.
We fall like to love birds in flight.


I see you in my dreams
in your tower
So high almost out of reach


You there holding back
I see you


I can feel the warmth of your gaze.
I know your touch.
I have felt it before.


I know you are scared,
I want you to know I am too.


I wake up next to you ever morning
with butterflies dancing deep inside.
It is as if it was for the first time.


You have awakened something deep inside me.
When we kiss I can taste the universe on your lips
Tangy at first but always a sweet as if it was a candy
I cannot live without.


Were you a star, you'd be my sun.
Never too far, but always as one.


If you was a butterfly, than I would be your tree.
If ye was a horse , Your steed I would be.
Just to be able to run with you.


One look from your eyes, you carry me home,
A perfect peace I’ve never known.


You the only one I have ever known.
I would lay my life for.

Then I wished for you to never be alone.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

I miss You


I was laying next to you this morning
Looking at your face remembering your smile
Hating to get up knowing I will miss you
Before I make the turn to leave the room
My heart crys for your touch
My body earns for your warm arms around me
With you by my side
I feel so safe
To hear your voice, makes my heart skip a beat
The little things you do to ,to make my life worthwhile
I miss you

Monday, November 16, 2009

! Whoa !


I feel all tingley inside
I just can't explain it

When you're near
I'm tryin' to hide it not to show it

I know it is too soon
My heart is so full

I feel as if I could just burst
This feeling I know
I know I must not go


When I look into your eyes
I know where I am at with you


I know what I feel with you
I know what .........


When I am here or there

I know my mind is so scattered
but you are still there


in time with you in my mind
I've really, really
Fallen for you

Your always smiling at me

in my mind
I know where I am in time.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Missing you


As the days grow past I miss your smile
Grows past I miss your touch


As the days linger on
I miss your voice
Your hair


As the days go on
just for a week


I miss you
I miss you

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Why Marsha ?



Was thinking about your eyes
Wanted to know

Wanted to know where it could have gone
If we had told each other
If we had spoke the feelings that we had

Was not afraid of what we had
What have we done in the past few months

The months that you had

Time slips by
It has slipped

Now All I will have are memories

Monday, November 2, 2009


Run
Run
faster


You cannot hide
Run faster
Run harder
RUN
Damn it is here too

I cannot get away

No matter where I turn

I cannot run fast enough
It has me by the throat


It will crush me if I let it

RUN

RUN hard
HARDER FASTER


It has followed me

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Connect / Disconnect


I am still connected
I cannot disconnect


I can hear you on the other end
Whimpering I have hurt you


I can still hear your cries at night
No matter where I may be


I am still connected
I feel you beside me


Our song still ringing in my ear
I am still connected

I hurt too
Please do not disconnect

I am scared to walk alone

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

lost soul



lose

how it feels to lose


you lose someone you love
deep down it hurts


do not show you have lost
how your pale face reaches out


no one to hold you
no one to tell you it is ok


how it is to lose


empty heart
empty soul

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Shadow casting



We cast our light
We see the shadow in return


Talk to one
We hear others


We speak our on riddles
We want to see if they can catch them


Can you look in the eye of the one you love ?
Can you tell them looking that you love them ?


Speak your riddle
Do they hear your cast?

Monday, October 26, 2009

Door way to the SOUL


You have asked me what I see
I see us


I have fell into your eyes
Deep into those eyes


So wild
So deep
So swift


What do I see
I see a beautiful woman


I see eyes of wonder
Asking herself the what if's

human h20


It is only water from the heart
Water that can cast a thousand words in a single drop


Words that cannot be spoken
Words with so much meaning


Water from the doorway of my soul

Does it show that I am less of a man?
Does it count for what it is shed for?


Who am I to ask
Why to I shed such tears
So that when you read this you will know
Know that a tear from my soul was for you


That you know you are the unconditional