Better With You

Across the desert and through the sea, next to you is where I want to be. The kiss of your lips, your fingertips, the way you grab my waist and hips. Kissing me softly your hands touch my face, then they move to my favorite place. Firmly you grab me and pull me in closer; this lovin’ is like a roller coaster. You take me in and I breathe deeply; staring at you trying not to be creepy. I feel your body, it fits perfectly with mine, I want you inside me until the end of time. I grab your hand and move it to my chest, exposing my bare beautiful breast. Using your tongue you lick my nipple, making them hard, giving a tickle. You work your way down my body, kissing and touching, this is my kind of party. You make your way to my creamy center, you give it a kiss then your fingers enter. The way you touch me makes me tingle inside, now it’s my turn I’m ready to ride. I start to moan and you feel me get tighter, you keep thinking “I wanna be inside her”. So you make your way up until you reach my face, give me a kiss, and the juice I taste. You pull yourself close and I can’t let go, letting you in, giving control. The way you feel inside me nothing can compare, gently you pull the back of my hair. You go deep inside me like no one before, I bite my lip and yearn for more. As I stroke your penis with every thrust, it feels amazing so I try not to bust. I get on top and I begin to ride, I can’t get over how you feel inside. You begin to look my body over, grabbing and touching over and over. I kiss you hard and look you in the eye, as I tell you I want you to cum inside. I can feel my muscles starting to contract, I wasn’t ready for this glorious attack. I tell you I’m cumming and you begin to cum too; this time was much better, much better with you.

The Quicky

In an alley or even a car, legs pushed up against a bar.
Shirts on, pants off, God you feel so soft.
Kissing hard, breathing heavy, you both begin to get sweaty.
On a secret rendezvous, there’s not much time, just a minute or two.
He gets hard and she gets wetter, things are about to get much better.
As he puts it inside her he feels a rush, trying so hard not to bust.
She feels him go deeper and it’s like a dream; trying to keep quiet though wanting to scream.
With every thrust she feels more alive, holding on, enjoying the ride.
The excitement and thrill give her a rush, now she’s ready to make him bust.
She looks in his face and tells him to cum; this ride was a lot of fun.
The thrill, the chase, the change of pace; the touch, the warmth, the sweet embrace. This is what I crave from life, come on babe let’s go for a ride.

Being Ready

I think I’m ready to love again, to open up, and let someone in. For a year I hid and ran from love, I pushed it away to be free like a dove. I would have interest, but would lose it quickly; something has changed me and made me more picky. Not sure what has brought on this change, I’m not where I was before, I don’t want the games. I know what I want and that is for certain, I’m just not sure where to be searchin’. Love will find me when I least expect it, it’ll just happen, and I’ll have to accept it. For now I will be open and let the lovin’ take hold; I will try to not put up walls, I will try not to fold. What’s meant to be will always find a way, this time my love, I hope it will stay.

The Best

There is a guy that I know, that can light up my eyes and curl my toes. He is charming and sweet, and his kiss can’t be beat. I love the way he sweeps me off my feet. Though we may be miles apart there is a place for him deep in my heart. Being with him I know my place, it is his heart that I’m trying to chase. The way he grabs me I know that I’m his, my heart and soul I want to give. His touch is firm but gentle as can be, he definitely makes me weak in the knees. When I’m with him my heart is at rest, oh how I love to lay on his chest. He hangs the stars and lights up my sky, I love the depth of his hazel green eyes. I want him so badly it hurts my heart, distance and circumstance keep us apart. I don’t want him to be the one that got away, I want him near me, I want him to stay. He is by far better than the rest, but for now he will be known as “The Best”.

There once was a time when I was like this, I would let the blood drip to my fingertips. The pain was deep but no one could tell, after all I covered it well. I would fake a smile and put on a show hoping that nobody would know. I would wear bright bracelets to cover up the scars, wanting my pain to go away I would wish upon stars. Control was what I wanted, pain was what I had, too many things in my life were making me so sad. For many years I lived like this, for many years I cried, I didn’t want to live anymore, every part of me had died.
     After many years of torture and many years of pain, I began to find myself and love I had regained. I took control of my life one step at a time, for every hurt and heartache I wrote another rhyme. My view on life is different now, much better than before, I now see life as a journey and I’m ready to explore. No more feeling guilty, no more feeling shame, if I can not be happy I only have myself to blame.
      Now there lies a beautiful rose growing from that heart, the heart that once was broken and torn all apart. Over the scars lies a tattoo as a reminder to myself, a reminder that I am worth it, and true love starts with yourself. The tattoo is a symbol of the way I used to be, “Never Again” will I hurt myself, because now I am free.

There once was a time when I was like this, I would let the blood drip to my fingertips. The pain was deep but no one could tell, after all I covered it well. I would fake a smile and put on a show hoping that nobody would know. I would wear bright bracelets to cover up the scars, wanting my pain to go away I would wish upon stars. Control was what I wanted, pain was what I had, too many things in my life were making me so sad. For many years I lived like this, for many years I cried, I didn’t want to live anymore, every part of me had died.
After many years of torture and many years of pain, I began to find myself and love I had regained. I took control of my life one step at a time, for every hurt and heartache I wrote another rhyme. My view on life is different now, much better than before, I now see life as a journey and I’m ready to explore. No more feeling guilty, no more feeling shame, if I can not be happy I only have myself to blame.
Now there lies a beautiful rose growing from that heart, the heart that once was broken and torn all apart. Over the scars lies a tattoo as a reminder to myself, a reminder that I am worth it, and true love starts with yourself. The tattoo is a symbol of the way I used to be, “Never Again” will I hurt myself, because now I am free.

Wants Vs Don’t Want

I don’t want someone to always be there, I just want someone that truly cares. I don’t want someone who is rude and unkind, I want someone to blow my mind. I don’t want someone to put me down, I want someone who can change my frown. I want someone who can put me in place, loves me deeply, and dreams of my face. I don’t want someone that is a bore, is hypocritical, and acts like a whore. I just want someone I can trust, that will be loyal, and can make me bust. Someone to love me with all my flaws, that will take me in and never let me fall. I don’t need someone that drives a Benz, acts too cool, and gets with my friends. What I want isn’t very hard, just be loyal and don’t act like a tard. If I find you I will always be true, pick you up when you are down, and never make you blue. I will be the best you’ve ever had, never treat you badly, or make you sad. I will be your ride or die, come with me babe let’s give it a try.