JUST YOU

I miss you so much. I wish I had the capability to depopulate the world, to reduce the distance between us. Without you I feel like my ship has no captain.

To love and to be loved is to feel the sun from both sides. Nothing is more beautiful, than love demonstrated. It is the thread that holds our hearts together.

I wish I could corrupt my heart into reducing, my emotions towards you but I, seemingly cannot. You’re a hurricane of temptation set out to confuse me.

You hold me like the edge of the mountain is held together by the substances beneath. Like the sky holds the birds and fights the wind and gravity. Wanting to manipulate each and every part of my body.

The lust, the desire in your eyes, oozing from your body. The drift to liberation, effortlessly receiving pleasure. Without strategy looking at me, like a piece of meat and you extinction depends on it.

Calling me sexy like it’s my middle name. Buying me lilies, says it’s the color of solitude. I could give myself to you. Open my heart and part my legs. Give you my lips to taste and my body to have. I turn my back afraid to hurt and break, I step away to pick it up with strength another dawn.

TONIGHT IN PUBLIC

 A song was sang. the people danced. a mystery awaited. A tempest of confusion,uncertainty and desire. Felt like i was unlocking Pandora's box. Consequences were laid flat out and bare, and still i took a step knowing clearly what would be in a matter of time.Intimate with a lining of tears and joy. A desire craved and commanded for by not only the body but the soul and heart. With every kiss,every touch, my mind would be blown away. The thought that i would enjoy nothing more nothing less. That moment when its just us; I AND HER. I would want to stop time. I could allow myself to be overwhelmed with guilt and remorse,but not now,at least not while the desire to have HER body against mine is so strong.Desire to have her lips on mine weakest wholly my entire body with an emotion am yet to find a name for. If it be her,i would dance with grace,till my feet are weak and bleeding and the heal of my shoe is no more.Up until a few years ago,I thought anyone Vail enough to break their vows to the world and anyone stupid enough to help them deserve all the ill will heaven has to spare. Now i think am an addict. I haven't figured if my drug of choice is the passion,the thrill of the affair or the persona.Theres a void being filled and am hooked an addict because i exhibit the classic traits of addiction;The secrets,the lies,the perpetual attempts to quit,the isolation.We  started with communication the you dominated and i submitted. If only this walls could speak tell of the lust the desire of the body and heart,the rules we create not to hold hands or kiss in public for fear of the compact majority.Living as a minority without chance and room in an environment where the world is seemingly perverted and anyone who dares define the rule of the norm and not in the right social circles will undergo humiliation and as it goes on to sexual violation without law protection. Is my love forbidden.Wrong by religion or by SOME laws and by culture and all the rest that you could put in words,well neither is most of everything;so i decide to love her in today,tonight;kiss and hold her hand in public.My love is not forbidden.

See writing is an art not many are gifted with; diversity in thinking and the view of life. See a destined writer feels the pen against the page, feels each word, each letter with so much emotion that the mere thought of writing is so overwhelming that it takes over all the body senses. So I write about my earthly desires and unleash my thoughts; walk with me.INTO MY BLOG