Kiss

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Electrifying, extensive, passionate.
Inhaling, sustaining, warming, exciting.
Chemistry fussion is hot and melting.
Satisfaction is not exhaustion.
Rather sexual!
What a feeling! What a fussion!
State of being One manifested.
From kissing to hands on, can’t ask for more.
Let’s do it again, again and again!

 

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Asleep

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Dozing synapses slowing alertness.
Beauty is to the right and to the left.
Within closed doors, they exist.
In the outside, they flirt.
Everyday, I see them.
My neuron valleys reconnected.
Vast choices, speed the return.
I like what I see.
The self me speeds.
The conquest is there.
Conquistador gallops to the open.

 

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Exhaust

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Exhaust.

Exhaust

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In the Dacia territory, my notable weakness is a despair.
I exert my energies into your vernal beauty.
Yet, my exasperation life is an enduring reality.
Subtraction is impossible.
My draconian code is life for love.
Deep in my heart, my dracaena flourishes.
At the end, I want you to be my adamant base of my life.
I will be your servant lover but not your Actaeon in search of prey!

 

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Isaac

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My baby’s face is an angel face, full of life and beauty.
I smell his scent and feel his silky brown skin.
I kiss his forehead and new aura ignites my heart and soul.
My Phoenix sun elevates me once more where I need to be.

 

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Jr.

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If peace could be handed out, I would hand out peace to everyone on earth.
Today, I come in peace and I offer my heart to you.
I’m very sorry for the commotion and ugliness I created.
These flowers and words are to symbolized peace and love for all of you.
I love you, you, you, you, and you!!

 

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Mother

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Outside in the garden, I see you in the middle.
I sit, and enjoy you watering flowers.
I know you love your plants and adore your flowers.
The pleasure on your face reflect nothing but love.
Love is what you signify.
It’s what you give.
You are the best flower.
You are the mother of my flowers.

West Coast

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Arriving to the Greyhound station, alterates my senses.
My eyes scan to all directions.
People of all colors around me, on benches, against walls and in lines.
An older man talks on his phone.
An angry man beats his phone, and complains in Spanish.
I sit and scan the surrounding for more insights.
It’s half hour before departure.
I know it will be a long trip.
I get my book, Crazy Love, and sit on the front seat of the bus.
Departure time is near, I’m still a lone rider on my seat.
At the last minute, an Asian lady sits next to me.
My reading is taking me into another world.
First two hours on the road are quick, and my reading is satisfying.
At our first stop, silence is broken.
A new adventure and world is sitting next to me.
She is Fin Fu from China.
To the west coast becomes to the east.
Fin Fu breaks conversation and I’m ready with questions.
The ice breaker to the east was on.

 

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#Far Away

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Doubt is my enemy.
I fear myself and I fear you.
My insecurity is alarming, cruel, and clear.
I like your blue eyes, your hair, your smell.
It pleasures me with your beauty.
My love is deep, so intense, it scares me.
I trust you and I don’t trust you.
Yet, my concern grows exponentially.
Everyday, away from you, time kills.
I truly love you, soul and mind.
If you do love me, I want to know.
Affection is the door to hearts.
Reflection is mutual.
Far away, I miss you, and I feel you.

Phoenix

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At high altitude, I begin reading Benjamin Franklin’s autobiography.
1,700’s brings me to history of struggles for the conquest of new land and freedom.
Down below, I see the Rocky mountains with spectacular views of snow covered summits.
I think of my destination as I’m ignored for a coffee serving.
It upsets me because I smell the crispy black fresh brewing liquid through my nostrils.
Suddenly, my heart-beating accelerates when my mind settles and processes my journey’s purpose.
I plan and I practice my script to be rolled out, to be explained, and to answer all potential questions.
It’s spring, and the heat is on me and I’m ready for my new star.

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