Picture us
You and me
The things we do
The things we want to get into
I already see something I want to dig into
I want to make love to you like there's only seconds left
And give you this kiss like it were my first
You have me feeling like a school boy
With a crush on his teacher
But I'd bring you more than an apple
How about the whole damn tree
See
Me I'm not your average
Way more than ordinary
So when your head tilts to the ceiling
I can leave you connecting the dots of the big dipper
It's incredible
And there's more than enough to satisfy you
Bon appetite
So can we
Get dirty in the shower
Or do you want a bath with bubbles and flowers
Believe that with me
Sex on the beach is definitely a reality
And not just a drink
And the world is yours
Plus more
But I urge you to reach for the sky
Cause right now your nail is digging
A lil too deep into my back
Calmly take a deep breath
Relax
There's more...
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Hey Bus Driver
No this isn't a dream
The way we intoxicate one another
Our every breath heavy
As sweat glistens of your
To continue this kiss
Would make me so love drunk
That I fear for tomorrow's hangover
But welcome the bottle
Your Coca-Cola shape
I just can't think straight
I can still feel your lips on my neck
Please excuse my hands
They have a mind of their own
And my second brain down below
There's no telling where this may go
You exhaust me
I just ran a NYC Marathon
And I'm ready for another
But can we take 5
Cause I want to give you my all
And you look like you can use a Red Bull
My apologies
I want to tell you that
Like most men I'm going to roll over
And fall asleep
But that's not me
I want to rip off the sheets
Take you down to the floor
Maybe into my kitchen
So we can work some dessert
Into my midnight snack
Clean up just to get messy again
I'm so lost I forgot how we began
And wonder how we ended up
With handcuffs in the tub
See I'm no Houdini
But it's like magic when we make love
Cause there she goes
Making her grand exit
The greatest show of our lives
It lasted 3 days 6 hours 9 minutes and 8 seconds
Did anyone catch the license plate of that bus that knocked me out cold
I really want to thank that bus driver
And ask if we can do it again...
The way we intoxicate one another
Our every breath heavy
As sweat glistens of your
To continue this kiss
Would make me so love drunk
That I fear for tomorrow's hangover
But welcome the bottle
Your Coca-Cola shape
I just can't think straight
I can still feel your lips on my neck
Please excuse my hands
They have a mind of their own
And my second brain down below
There's no telling where this may go
You exhaust me
I just ran a NYC Marathon
And I'm ready for another
But can we take 5
Cause I want to give you my all
And you look like you can use a Red Bull
My apologies
I want to tell you that
Like most men I'm going to roll over
And fall asleep
But that's not me
I want to rip off the sheets
Take you down to the floor
Maybe into my kitchen
So we can work some dessert
Into my midnight snack
Clean up just to get messy again
I'm so lost I forgot how we began
And wonder how we ended up
With handcuffs in the tub
See I'm no Houdini
But it's like magic when we make love
Cause there she goes
Making her grand exit
The greatest show of our lives
It lasted 3 days 6 hours 9 minutes and 8 seconds
Did anyone catch the license plate of that bus that knocked me out cold
I really want to thank that bus driver
And ask if we can do it again...
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Bullet Paths Pt. 1
and so he uses a slug to grease his scalp
And it moves so fast it blew his wig off
Get lost in the red paint
Splattered all over the floor
Outlined in chalk
What can drive him
just then
a hearse drove him
to the last stop
His final destination
With his heart no longer racing
And rain drops mixed with tears not
to mention
The fears
Of the demons that haunted him
The world at his cuticles
Life outside a cubicle
And he was so young
Not a puff of smoke scarred his lungs
There wasn't a voice of one angel that sung
And so
the bullet left it's chamber
Never knowing it's target
It's not like the shooter was a marksman
But he knew why safety was smart then
Maybe he just needed iron in his system
How fast could he cross his fingers
And pray he missed him
War doesn't determine who's right
But who's left
In that very second
In his very chest
He felt it
Yes he knew
The fast paced slug
Slowly made it's way through
And out the back
Never changing it's course
Never coming off track
In fact
That same bullet richocheted off the walls
That buzzed by a small girl
What a small world
That this same bullet would effect this little girl
Backpack packed
Already out of math
Can't comprehend why this bullet crossed her path
So here our bullet stops
A mans knees drop
Head risen
A child questioning her vision
As he lay
While others pray
He can see the tears
That run down his mothers face
He wants to say he's sorry
Say he misses her
But he can't
Sorry big sister
Couldn't see you get married
Or see the baby you carry
But I hope you know I love you
It was never my intent
To hurt more then one
At the rate I traveled
I thought I shot out a gun
See an argument of parents
Cause of this fatherless marriage
Turned into a dog fight
And Michael Vic isn't there to stop it
Standing there watching
He couldn't believe his eyes
Could only cover his ears
And fight back all his tears
Walked straight into a parade of verbal bullets
That seemed so large you couldn't see who's fingers pulled which trigger
See he's the son of these parents
Who got hit with stray words
That had no intent to damage
Him
But it did
This kid grew up with hate in his heart
Never understood how this family fell apart
His pops was the start
But he's not to blame
Love just wasn't present
Hate was the only message
And it did damage that only time could tell
See I was the father
Who never wanted to bother
With my son or family
How was I to know
That when he was to grow
That I was the reason
That in the coldest of seasons
Put him into a hole
See an argument of parents
Helped construct this path of violence
Words more deadly than steel
Cause from one instance
That seemed so distant
And long gone by
They forever shaped him
Just like the bullets yet to claim him
That first bullet that grazed him
And sped past his young ears
See
Sometimes words are more powerful then gunpowder
Not cause their louder
But they cut deeper then steel can allow
Because those scars can never heal
Our bullet paths start way before the loading of a 9
But really when he was 9
Growing up in violence
Lead this kid to violence
And a casket
Stay tuned and see what happens
Next....
And it moves so fast it blew his wig off
Get lost in the red paint
Splattered all over the floor
Outlined in chalk
What can drive him
just then
a hearse drove him
to the last stop
His final destination
With his heart no longer racing
And rain drops mixed with tears not
to mention
The fears
Of the demons that haunted him
The world at his cuticles
Life outside a cubicle
And he was so young
Not a puff of smoke scarred his lungs
There wasn't a voice of one angel that sung
And so
the bullet left it's chamber
Never knowing it's target
It's not like the shooter was a marksman
But he knew why safety was smart then
Maybe he just needed iron in his system
How fast could he cross his fingers
And pray he missed him
War doesn't determine who's right
But who's left
In that very second
In his very chest
He felt it
Yes he knew
The fast paced slug
Slowly made it's way through
And out the back
Never changing it's course
Never coming off track
In fact
That same bullet richocheted off the walls
That buzzed by a small girl
What a small world
That this same bullet would effect this little girl
Backpack packed
Already out of math
Can't comprehend why this bullet crossed her path
So here our bullet stops
A mans knees drop
Head risen
A child questioning her vision
As he lay
While others pray
He can see the tears
That run down his mothers face
He wants to say he's sorry
Say he misses her
But he can't
Sorry big sister
Couldn't see you get married
Or see the baby you carry
But I hope you know I love you
It was never my intent
To hurt more then one
At the rate I traveled
I thought I shot out a gun
See an argument of parents
Cause of this fatherless marriage
Turned into a dog fight
And Michael Vic isn't there to stop it
Standing there watching
He couldn't believe his eyes
Could only cover his ears
And fight back all his tears
Walked straight into a parade of verbal bullets
That seemed so large you couldn't see who's fingers pulled which trigger
See he's the son of these parents
Who got hit with stray words
That had no intent to damage
Him
But it did
This kid grew up with hate in his heart
Never understood how this family fell apart
His pops was the start
But he's not to blame
Love just wasn't present
Hate was the only message
And it did damage that only time could tell
See I was the father
Who never wanted to bother
With my son or family
How was I to know
That when he was to grow
That I was the reason
That in the coldest of seasons
Put him into a hole
See an argument of parents
Helped construct this path of violence
Words more deadly than steel
Cause from one instance
That seemed so distant
And long gone by
They forever shaped him
Just like the bullets yet to claim him
That first bullet that grazed him
And sped past his young ears
See
Sometimes words are more powerful then gunpowder
Not cause their louder
But they cut deeper then steel can allow
Because those scars can never heal
Our bullet paths start way before the loading of a 9
But really when he was 9
Growing up in violence
Lead this kid to violence
And a casket
Stay tuned and see what happens
Next....
Sweet Whispers Pt. 2
So let's skip the foreplay
Go past the scented candles
And Marvin Gaye
But keep the wax
My heart beats
Like i'm under attack
The way her hips
Move and dip
Towards me
See I know how it went down
The first time around
So this time
I wanna make sure
I leave you calling out sick
For work in the morning
See Victoria told me
You went to her annual sale
And bought something sexy
So it's no Secret
Like a kid who saw his xmas gift
A few days early
I still act surprised
Cause truth be told I am surprised
With how easily that dress
Slipped off those thighs
To reveal a frame
That made me drop my jaw
And worry about picking up the pieces later
I want you now
My hand already reaching out
As you put your hands on my chest
And push me to the couch
Kiss my neck
Unbutton my shirt
Check down below to make sure that worked
You've got "our" attention
Now please continue
I anxiously await your lips
That kiss sure to knock me out
And make me dizzy
When your perfume hits me
And brings me back
I'm already stripped down
Realizing your still dressed
With deep breaths
I go in slow at your breasts
Hands slowly take off your bra
Revealing beauty
You see my face light up
Spin around and thoughts consume me
Mans most troubling question hits me
North or South
I've got things i want to do with my mouth
On your lips
Between those hips
Decisions made
With your hands passing through my hair
You guide me below
And like an excited teen I go but
No need to tell me your sweet spot
Your leg twitches tells it all
This is how it started
Much like the Departed
This is the part when
I tell you
Stay tuned because
There's no telling what I might do...
Go past the scented candles
And Marvin Gaye
But keep the wax
My heart beats
Like i'm under attack
The way her hips
Move and dip
Towards me
See I know how it went down
The first time around
So this time
I wanna make sure
I leave you calling out sick
For work in the morning
See Victoria told me
You went to her annual sale
And bought something sexy
So it's no Secret
Like a kid who saw his xmas gift
A few days early
I still act surprised
Cause truth be told I am surprised
With how easily that dress
Slipped off those thighs
To reveal a frame
That made me drop my jaw
And worry about picking up the pieces later
I want you now
My hand already reaching out
As you put your hands on my chest
And push me to the couch
Kiss my neck
Unbutton my shirt
Check down below to make sure that worked
You've got "our" attention
Now please continue
I anxiously await your lips
That kiss sure to knock me out
And make me dizzy
When your perfume hits me
And brings me back
I'm already stripped down
Realizing your still dressed
With deep breaths
I go in slow at your breasts
Hands slowly take off your bra
Revealing beauty
You see my face light up
Spin around and thoughts consume me
Mans most troubling question hits me
North or South
I've got things i want to do with my mouth
On your lips
Between those hips
Decisions made
With your hands passing through my hair
You guide me below
And like an excited teen I go but
No need to tell me your sweet spot
Your leg twitches tells it all
This is how it started
Much like the Departed
This is the part when
I tell you
Stay tuned because
There's no telling what I might do...
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Sweet Whispers Pt. 1
I'm not sure
how you got in those jeans
But please nice and slow
Leave them somewhere
Next to the bedsheets
We'll find them later
Now let me explore you
Let me read your mind
Cause we've only got four minutes
before my roommate gets home
With that she shows me his keys
got down on her knees and OH
Unbuckles me with teeth
as I remove my shirt
Your push me on the bed
your not afraid to hurt
Or work get dirt
and sweat underneath your nails
As you squeeze my back
Let me make love to you
My cherie amore
Make love in the club
Behind closed doors
Come with me in my bed
We'll begin this trip of excstasy
I want some peaches and cream
I promise this is no dream
See my appetite for destruction
Is more like a hunger for loving
But excuse me if your lingere is ripped
And I broke the headboard
See it's your every curve dimple and lip
That's making my mouth water
And I'm craving Australian Sushi
Can you dig it
She has the softest skin
I don't know where to begin
I slowly caress the inner of your thigh
As my fingers tip toe across your skin
With every inch of your frame
I swear you got me mezmerized
So, can we take our time
I want to study you like I'm cramming for finals
And I need to pass my oral exam
So I need you to teach me your ways of Kama Sutra
Let's go to my hotel room sweet lady
Let me captivate you mind body and soul
As I explore your every curve
Making you a part of me
Now listen senorita
Mamacita
You got me going crazy
And out of my mind
The way you move like a snake
And make it wind for me
Makes me wonder if shes doing this for my love
Or my money
But i dont care
Your a mental aphrodesiac
And physically you make me stop in my tracks
But you make my heart pump like adrenaline
What a trip
To be continued....
how you got in those jeans
But please nice and slow
Leave them somewhere
Next to the bedsheets
We'll find them later
Now let me explore you
Let me read your mind
Cause we've only got four minutes
before my roommate gets home
With that she shows me his keys
got down on her knees and OH
Unbuckles me with teeth
as I remove my shirt
Your push me on the bed
your not afraid to hurt
Or work get dirt
and sweat underneath your nails
As you squeeze my back
Let me make love to you
My cherie amore
Make love in the club
Behind closed doors
Come with me in my bed
We'll begin this trip of excstasy
I want some peaches and cream
I promise this is no dream
See my appetite for destruction
Is more like a hunger for loving
But excuse me if your lingere is ripped
And I broke the headboard
See it's your every curve dimple and lip
That's making my mouth water
And I'm craving Australian Sushi
Can you dig it
She has the softest skin
I don't know where to begin
I slowly caress the inner of your thigh
As my fingers tip toe across your skin
With every inch of your frame
I swear you got me mezmerized
So, can we take our time
I want to study you like I'm cramming for finals
And I need to pass my oral exam
So I need you to teach me your ways of Kama Sutra
Let's go to my hotel room sweet lady
Let me captivate you mind body and soul
As I explore your every curve
Making you a part of me
Now listen senorita
Mamacita
You got me going crazy
And out of my mind
The way you move like a snake
And make it wind for me
Makes me wonder if shes doing this for my love
Or my money
But i dont care
Your a mental aphrodesiac
And physically you make me stop in my tracks
But you make my heart pump like adrenaline
What a trip
To be continued....
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