Old 08-10-2017, 03:20 AM   #351
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The Waking Dream

The Waking Dream


Crossed my arms
Along the shower wall
To wrest my weary head
While the water
Scolded down my porcelain soul

You came from behind
As a shadow unseen
Ran your finger tips
Gently down my naked spine

Placed your lips to my ear
And as a poem to play
Your words sincere
Whispered into my ears
ďYou are mineĒ

While you pressed your body to mine
Pinning me to the wall
Placed your lips upon my neck
And bit like a viper
Traced your tongue to taste my salted flesh
As you sealed it with a kiss

And so I was made
Formed as putty and clay
A finger painting without restraint
Caressed by your passion
Transformed and touched
As an object of lust

Helpless as a whore
Simply begging
ďPlease
I am yoursĒ

Impaled by desperation
Sanity beholds
The waking dream
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Old 08-26-2017, 12:29 AM   #352
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All I Am

All I Am



I can crawl
I can drop to my knees and beg
I can plead
Just like a whore in heat
For any cock
That crossed the street

But tell me please
What is the purpose
The reason to be
If you or I cannot feel
What is real
Inside of you
Or me

There is more
To Master and slave
Than blow jobs on an open street

I know that passion lives
To bring such desire
I see it everyday
In my little picture frame
As I sit with envy
Seeing erotica at its best

A single portrait
Bringing darkness to light
Shades of black and white
Mixed hues of grey

A woman kneeling
Fully clothed
Collared and leashed
Kissing the hand of her Master

Her face is of grace
Calm and serene
Her eyes filled with love
Complete acceptance
And the will to please

There is no nudity
No obscene silhouettes
Or little pig faces

It is the truth of a man
That gives as much as he commands
He takes with trust
Loyalty and love

And to him
I offer
All I am
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Old 08-29-2017, 05:05 PM   #353
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Forever Blind

Forever Blind


Silent as the night sky
Lives the blind eye

In a refusal to see
The light of life
In the misted dark of night

It tries to hide
Every damning dream
The mind denies

And so the heart remains
As a vacant void
Fighting to be sane

Imprisoned by life
In a fools paradise
And kept forever blind
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Old 08-30-2017, 04:45 AM   #354
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Blood Red

Blood Red

Itís all in your head
These misted visions in black
Tick for tack
Wide open and spread
Like a play well read
The truth of a mental smack
As the phantoms of life to set you back
Leaving you as good as dead
Because reality runs blood red
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Old 09-04-2017, 04:35 AM   #355
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For My Soul

For My Soul


There is an emptiness
A starvation of need
That thrives in the darkness
Buried deep inside of me

It is stronger than any grace
Any god has ever given me
And it has damned
My every waking dream

It is my own damnation
My own solitude
Bleeding the sins of my soul

And though I fight it
Day and night
It never ends

It comes when I sleep
When I find myself
Without faith
And too afraid to dream

When I wake
Its all the same
Only feeding my existence
With pain

When I sit upon my stool and pray
It is not for fortune or fame
But the passion to love
And to love beyond a dream

And yet I know
With every ounce of virtue I hold
That this darkness is taking control
And I am losing
The battle for my soul
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Old 10-01-2017, 02:58 AM   #356
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My Life

My Life


Is it wrong of me
To feel like a primal beast on my knees
Begging with a need
That could submerge the seven seas

Is it wrong of me
To live in a realm of fantasy
Begging of a dream
To be reality

Is it wrong of me
To pray for a beast
To feed with me
On the sins of ecstasy

Is it wrong of me
To condemn without faith
The power of passion
To the minds desire

Or is it wrong of me
To wither away in darkness
And accept with grace
The emptiness of my life
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Old 10-03-2017, 03:41 PM   #357
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Beyond Eternity

Beyond Eternity


People come
And people go
Is it wrong of me
To find them as fake as my soul

I donít desire
To be as a friend
Or even a foe
For I am perpetually alone

I donít wish to hear
How you would love me
How you would keep me
And hold me sincere

Words are whispers
They vanquish in the wind
They are cruel and meaningless
And spoke without just cause

A million miles away
And still you have the nerve to say
You would hold me until my dying days
Even as my last breath is drawn

There is no worth
To the spoken word
For it is actions that speak
Beyond the myths and make believe
And reality only seems so very cold

It is a mockery of life
That sways even my strongest faith
My deepest dream
And dying need
To love and be loved
Beyond eternity
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Old 10-06-2017, 06:00 AM   #358
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Divides My Soul

Divides My Soul


There is a part of me
That is so alive
Like molten lava racing across the sands of time
Burning with a fever
That the gods could not compromise

Yet part of me
Has climbed in that vacant whole
Deep in the wastelands of my soul
Simply waiting to die
As if a cure all for life

Both sides are right
Standing firm in their faith
Complacent in their ways
But both are wrong

For faith alone
Beats like the devils drum
In the absence of love

Solitude condemns
More than it forgives
It is the bloodied blade
That divides my soul
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Old 10-17-2017, 08:58 AM   #359
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My Empty Soul

My Empty Soul




A touch
A need
Desires dream

Forsaken
Forbidden
The heart believes

The eyes awake
Open as the crystal seas
Can see the world
Blossoming as a flower
With envy to a dream

But alone
Each and every night
Those dreams alone
Take their toll
In the shattered depths
Of my empty soul
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Old 10-20-2017, 12:24 AM   #360
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My Lustful Dream

My Lustful Dream


A frail figurine
Walking a forest trail in the darkness
Of a longing night

Shadows amongst the forest fall
From the misted moonlight
Dancing amongst the branches in the cool nocturnal breeze
Casting an eerie sense of peace

A lone stranger
Slithering silently amongst the shadows at bay
Lingering as a hawk to its prey
Waiting
Watching
For his quarry to come close

When his hands imposed
Can trace the depths of her soul
In a single moment
When a touch
Of fingers on flesh
Does consume

Now a frozen figurine
Rendered helpless
As fear dances with need

No whispers
No screams
As the body deceives
To a strangers need
In my lustful dream
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Old 10-26-2017, 04:30 AM   #361
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Lost Her Way

Lost Her Way


I cut myself today
A mere accident
With a knife at play

I just stood there
Lost in some happenstance of a daze
Watching my blood rain

I didnít cry
From the pain
Or the sight of my life
Flowing from my veins

I cried to the truth
That came to my mind
Of a fool thatís lost her way
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Old 12-04-2017, 12:24 AM   #362
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Desperationn of Lust

Desperation of Lust




Gravity pulls weight
With sudden passions
That wake in the darkness of dreams

That place between sleep
And reality
When life bears no mass

Like a viral plague
It takes the breath of night
And burns like malice
To the mind

Breathe

Feel

The need is real

A gracious touch
Timid finger tips trailing your lips
Feathers of a dream upon the flesh
Caressing down the pious mounds
Of your feminine frame

Shhhh
Still they mind
Rest thine eyes
And wake not the dream
In the distance between
Reality and human need

Let shivers run down the spine
And call temptations bluff
For the body is alive
In a waking desperation of lust
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Old 12-16-2017, 01:36 AM   #363
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Old 12-20-2017, 10:43 PM   #364
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With Need

With Need


Have you ever walked
With the shadow of doubt

Held its hand
As your only true companion
A friend to the bitter end

Swallowed that sweetened despair
Masked with soured wine
To drown the sorrow and pain
From your empty glass of life

Looked in the eyes
Of naivety
To see your own reflection
Returning the heartless glare

Walked the path to hell
Knowing your own worth
Bound in the crossroads of your empty soul
That remain a burden to all

And do you pray
As I do
Each and every night
To rise from your dreams
And believe

Its not the rainbowed roses
That allow your dreams
To so willingly deceive
Like the heart and mind
That hide from reality

But it is, in all its right
The truth of a touch
That sets your soul free
And lends the strength
To rise with need
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Old 12-21-2017, 01:32 AM   #365
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A Moments Grace

A Moments Grace


The forest speaks to me
As if lost lovers
From distant dreams

It welcomes me
With whispers through the leaves
Rummaging through the trees

It comforts me
Embraced in that gentle breeze
Soft as a feather
It touches me

A sacred trance
In a lovers dance
A lifetime of pain
For a moments grace
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Old 01-02-2018, 05:34 AM   #366
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A Mother and a Friend

A Mother and a Friend

You are one
Torn in three
Piece by piece

A mother
A sinner
A saint
And none
Are free

The cost Öthe price
Of learning to love
Whom you are
When one does not comprise
And two do not compare

A masked saint
Hiding the sins of your soul
A sexual deviant
Hiding and rejecting
The longing with such despair

And yet combined
You live
Only in the wake of time
Like sulfur and ice
They do not combine

But one of you
Stands firm above all
Your very existence
Given purpose
As a mother and a friend
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Old 02-09-2018, 12:59 AM   #367
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Desire to Believe

Desire to Believe


Misted visions
In dreams beseech
When paths cross
And temptations meet

Eyes transfixed
In a moments grace
When the truth of a dream
You find to be
All that you need

Secret sins in whispers come
So freely
So eagerly
Without restraint they speak
In the calm serenity
So simple
Yet so discreet in their secrecy

Finessed in passion
Lips breach the flesh of dreams
And fingers trace across the mind
Of succulent figurines
With an unmatched level
Of intimacy

But when paths cross
And reality sits sweet
And sips upon that very dream
What answer will it bring
To a lonely lover in need

Will it stand as a mockery
Of flesh and mind
Begging to be blind
From the fears of life
And the emptiness inside

Or will it survive
Even the test of time
And stand to serve
Your one and only
Desire to believe
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Old 02-25-2018, 11:07 AM   #368
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Humanties Demise

Humanities Demise

Iím not wise enough
To know
The politicians game

Republicans
Democrats
It doesnít matter
They're all the same
With different views
And twisted facts
That betray their faith

A mask made
For political power
And self-riotous gain
As we the people
Live day by day
Trying to find the truth
Behind the liars masquerade

Yet we are left blind
Lead by overzealous news feed
Hidden by truths
And twisted facts from the media
And social means
That are meant direct
and hold sway of the common people
By simple means outrage

For this world
Humanity in itself
Twists and turns
In a human rat race
And deems life itself
So insane

Because the only prize
When we cross that finish line
Is humanities demise
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Old 03-13-2018, 06:23 AM   #369
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Dying to be Loved

Dying to be Loved


I donít care
What they say
No man is worth
That kind of pain

Itís been two years
Since I alone
Pulled that thriving dagger
From my beating chest

And as I stand here today
I can for once see
The shame of my life
And that lie I once lived

I created
Happiness
I manipulated love
I veiled my own eyes
So willingly
To live a falsified dream

I faced the truth
Of my solitude
As the loneliness bred into despair

I saw without a doubt
The change in my creation
The change in me
As I mutated my dreams

I myself alone
Sacrificed all
For a one-sided myth
Justified only by desire

And I crawled
Starving as a beggar
Dying to be loved
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Old 06-11-2018, 11:44 PM   #370
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My Sinful Ways

My Sinful Ways


So many times
In the reservation of my mind
I have walked this dream
And felt its peace

My little sanctuary
Past the stones
And walls of ice

Perched on a cataclysm
Watching the oceans tide
Letting life rise

Watching the dawn
Come to life
A thousand times
Within the darkness of my mind

I have felt the skies
From the dark of night
To the dawning day
And been warmed by the sight

Iíve seen the oceans turn
Near and far
Let the waves come
Bearing their ruthless tides
Currents of flowing veins
To the lost mind

As dreams beseech
Those misted visions
Warming on the edge of eternity
To tame and mend
My sinful ways
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Old 07-05-2018, 12:47 AM   #371
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Passion of Love

Passion of Love



And death rose
From the shadows of shades
That line my waking days

And so, with vengeance came
Beholden within its rage
To take homage
And sacrifice
For the sins of night

Though hollow in my bed
My monsters make amends
With the dusted cobwebs
Barring my sheets
Now and since

So dream I must
With a candles prayer
To blanket my screams
By a serpentís tongue

Dammed to repent
That need
Bound in its loneliness
With a semblance of sanity
That only goes so far

Like a whore
Destined for that fix
Subsides with life
Flowing into death
Desperate
For the passion of love
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