Threesome

Let's have some fun wit the sum of one and two. you, you and me makes some kinda three.

ATM

im horny

im hungry

im ravenous

feed me bodies

or just One Body

but i need somebody

to need my body

i want a salutation

for my salute

my attention span

gets longer for a hand

or a mouth

or any other part

that's headed for my south

well not any

i could have plenty

if im being honest

but i want her Food

to feed my onyx

im feeling lewd

to the point of being crass

i don't just wanna feel

i want to grab your ass

until you squeal

i keep it real

to the point of vulgarity

so there is clarity

and not a dull

or fuzzy moment

in the place im goin

and you're knowin

exactly where my mind is

at the moment

Word Sex

of a certain mindset,
tryna get ya mind wet
n moist
gettin mind fucked by my noise
it's your choice
your decision
feel the warmth
that is within
a result of the almost occult
effect of my words
brrr yeah you shivered wit chills
narratophilia
as we talk of me feelin ya
up and down
and makin you make sounds
not loud ones
little gasps and short breaths
as i lick below ya breasts
in a half moon
making ya nipples bloom
full and standing
peeking seeking
the warm wet of my tongue
spring break
they just wanna have fun

Untitled

i want to communicate
physically
with no words
while we speak volumes
i seek to consume
your presence
and gobble it up
i want to crunch your allure
between my teeth
and savor the taste of your
heavenly aura
with my tongue
i want to breath your scent
with my lungs
and have it surround me
making me dizzy
with joy
with ecstasy
you move delectably
my eyes hunger for more
i want to
see everything
feel everything
touch
&
taste
everything
waitress,
sweet miss,
my sweetness
i want your all
n i know that's a tall order
but with only 3/4ths
i feel i only have a quarter
i want to give you my entirety
entirely all of me
but this trade must occur
simultaneously
at the same time
but im impatient
so here's mine
and ill take yours
when you're ready for it
i hope soon
so you
can end this night
of no moon

The Nature of Man (Or The Nature & Man)

a lonely tree
sews his roots deep
to protect against storms
winds
and other things
that endanger him
but what defense has he
against someone who
has come to hew
and maim?
a shiny pretty axe
seeking to see
the rings at his core
his bark can only stop so much
before it can't stop anymore
cold iron
swings through cold air
and nibbles his now naked skin
it's getting in
slowly
surely
despite his best efforts
he tries to stand steady and firm
but every little nip
makes him quiver and shake
and soon the nips and nibbles
hurt just a little more
either he's getting weaker or
the gentle pecks
have become bites
whittling away at his might
he feels her chipping away at his middle
meddling away in his insides
and his pride
it had weathered the weather
and all the elements
everything mother nature's hatred
could throw at him
and here was a simple tool
whittling away at his being
so it could see the middle
it was nearly done
this tree that was to axe
as man is to gun
one more swing
and the world is met with the echoing
of two clunks
the broken axe head
lands yards away
as the tree lands in a harder way
both broken
they should never have spoken
the touch of one
meaning death for two
the lumberjack walked away and looked back
"that was probably best for you."
but the trees leaves
never saw who he was talking to

Limbo

how can i listen to the butterfly flutter of another's heart?
im apart
not a part
when im weighted down
by the sound of the pound of the beat of my aorta sorta
slows n then speeds up
knows what needs ta change
but my brain is scared
fight or flight
n i aint never been one to run
so i fight the feeling
the downhill pull of gravity
as fate get mad at me
n say im killin my odds
word to god
no lies the surprise is that i don't rise back up the incline
but im too shook of losin mine
crooked logic
shaky at the bottom
shoot it's ben fell through
but really i don't know what to do
cuz i feel myself losin you
n to be real
you kinda losin me
i seek to be free
but it would seem im too meek to be me

A Matter of Wanting

i don't want anyone
who don't want me
which make sense logically
im sorry to hit you wit this sad actuality
sorry to hit you wit facts
but i aint fuckin wit de actress
fuck hollywood
i was doin jolly good wit wat is
until i found out that is
was an isn't
thought the heart livin
but it's a zombie
ambercrombie and fitch
wit a fake smile
sittin on a pile of bullshit