Perceptions May Vary

The corner of my mouth turned up in a wistful half-smile

Because I wonder does not mean I am lost

Just on a journey with no ending.

I'm not convinced.

With much conviction

I examined the factual

I will not silence my pen

I'm in too deep to turn back

I love yet still have not conquered the sentiment

Yet, to my essence You cling...

With every step, You bite and sting.

From my heart You cannot unbind.

Still with much affliction we need not to intertwine

Antagonizing as I visualize the situation at hand

what is beyond his painted mask?

in my mind I sit and repeat each task

These lyrics persist to gasp feelings of the unspeakable

swimming down pastures of my deepest potentials

at my minds expenditure my release so grand

pushing off the edges of my tips at heights so extensive.

My pen losing its ink…

Set free

Cosmic spiritual union indeed, a stratospheric sensation that swept throughout my spine as my soul began seeping into the seams of forgetfulness; I inhale the strong doings that will lead unto a future unseen while still glorifying my past. I'm standing in a place where words have no definition, I feel as if love is destined to be damaged, doomed to be hurt. I ensure my wounds don’t get worse. My strategy now, is to stab first. Feed me fantasy when reality is a boldface lie. Secretly I cry on the inside, tears forcibly seeping outta my pores so abhorrently, so no one can visibly see the symbolizing epitome of me. I shall allow my heart to heal and not die. I am lost in translation; Can you see my pain that has manifested into an emotional storm? Yet my DIVINE KING will set me free. He knowing of my vulnerability has pushed me in the arms of JUSTICE who has been dealt the bitter hand but will proceed right by me. I want a love without a cage, a sort of freedom everyone wishes upon. I just want to be set free.

Fairy Tale Ending

As you grow Fairy tales will no longer be magical Magic Dust will fall from the book's pages.
Once upon time you were pure and filled with hope.
Your romantic prince will actually be the villain,
My child the beauty and he a scoundrel beast.
The fantasy will only seem as close as you allow it.
The world will not be like Netherlands.
The lush jungles and the mermaid lagoon is wonderfully seen by then eye.
But once you begin to live so will the dangers surrounding it.
You will grow older and your appearance will alter .
You might feel young at heart but old within.
The lost boys will then be found only to try and persuade you to get lost with them, but you must not.
Through this journey I will play your Tinker bell and will guide you thought the monstrosity of this thing called life.
As my beauty sleeps keep one eye open to the wicked fairy who schemes on you because of your gorgeousness and compassion.
Pretend as if you are sleep until your true love kiss.
Remember my child they are so many that will try but only be frauds your heart will un camouflage their disguise.
Do not let the mirror be your only source of beauty my dear
Beauty comes from within.
If you commit to memory you shall unquestionably be the fairest of them all.
And if your father and I separate always remember the evil step mother will NOT take mommy’s place.
Accept the gifts she has to offer but do not be fooled by her wittily ways.
With me always here the evil stepsisters and stepmother will not prevent you from going to the ball.
All I can do is sit and pray and lead the best way, it is up to you to follow your true ending.
When is all said and done I hope to be present at your fairy tale wedding and live happily ever after.
Love always your mommy dearest =}

Devotion

Its destiny trapped in the lines of my palms
prayers get answered even when emotions and egos don't get pampered

so I am chasing more than dreams and promises of ever after paradise is on the other side of his laughter

Lift me off the ground, let me fly... absorbing endless happiness, as I inhale faith and dedication. Enchant me with permanent memories, light as a feather; I’ll drift gracefully, along the skyline with a smiling heart.

I speak in a language of similes and rhymes... A metaphor for me and you... I devour the soul and digest the mind

It took for me to find you and you to find me.. past, with hurt and sorrow... From break ups and mis-treatments past

Yet I still embrace the rock roads ahead
Forget about the she devil
And forever shall we be
A family building our family tree

Chosen one

I was made by an angel, tempted by the devil.
He created us for a mission which to us is unknown.
Evil spirited souls are the fruit of dishonesty.
Too many times has God told me that there's something within me,that can change humanity.
My heart to kind to mislead the malice.
My soul to pure to take in the acid of pure hatred.
The tainted girl will soon be punished for her immoral doings.
My heart higher than the status of an angel.
The Power of Prophecy has been bestowed upon me, A power that would allow me to work with God and create a positive atmosphere for my child.


Hand to hand, Eye to eye and Soul to soul, heart to heart.
He has told me that what I am is not only a gift but more of a dependability to attract people to His monarchy of the forsaken.
He told me only I can attain the attainable.
He's appointed me to reach the unreachable.


The love inside of me creates a safe haven for the mistreated,
Souls in which need guidance, I will lead in a manor only I can see.
Only he knows my sinful enticement and still he chooses me.

Past and Present

She
Insatiable enticement rise to the occasion As her temptations rises upon your location.
Words are extremely inviting--it is elevating and sensational
Attempting to satisfy love's appetite reminiscing on magical moments of the past mind traveling back to contaminated memories of what did not last occasionally visiting scheduled meetings in the past


Me
You and I are intertwined in this one soul outside of this is the unsure ness of what the future may hold. i don’t want to know the future as long as I remain in the present I was to reside in this ecstasy that was heaven sent,and be overwhelmed by this thing we call love

This emotional ride is the only thing i can put into terms of poetically speaking .

Poetry Seduction

The thought of his sensual touch all over my body reminds me of a form of ectasy. I want to create a soulful erotic activity
His whispers create a form of imagery as I close my eyes and whine.
I create a spiritual form of energy as he seduces me sensually

Now it time I want a portion of him to rest on my essence
He ask am I sure because he goes
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I say no I want something to remember something metaphysical is what I seek, O take me to the next Galaxy.
Lets begin out journey as we engage our physical chemistry I need him to erase all the stress all the tension Our appetites grow as we savor one another Pressing these erotic synonyms to open my thesaurus The passion increase as I entice him with my poetry I paint him a portrait in my softest poetic whispers I tremble and vibrate as he whispers to my thighs
the stars and planets where synched
want to live vicariously through you
Let’s create melodies further than anyone understands
as we stroll into our favorite stance clutching hands practicing our favorite dance
So many words I can not pronounce
I want to begin jotting these things down.
And how the rhythm in your breathing makes a seductive song

My intellect is satisfied yet still asks for more Lets see the grotesque thoughts as my mind explores
So many thoughts radiates through my mind as I sit down and begin to untwine
No instruction manual included Just a space, comfy & secluded
I open my eyes and realize I have no more time
I got all the ideas needed for my next rhyme.