Whose Fault...

Waking up everyday in a house of love lost..
wondering to myself why do the kids have to pay the cost..
first thought ambition gone
one that follows mudane welcome..
deceit, malice and sorrowful mournful cry's
of..why....why...
alcohol fueled arguments..
about lifes set in stone events...
passing judgement on others achievements..
allowing us to feel the hatred you have for us..
not our fault we weren't planned
we weren't an intended burden
never understood why this is allowed
why we live in a constant bullshit cloud
0-4-15..yes including the last two
planning on taking something out if not me then just you
lost attempts at reconciliation
but an embracing of horrendous contemplation
all to often, are thoughts of atheism
tryin to simplify "his" reasoning..
but i couldnt if opportunity was given
always wanting this feeling to subside
and when i think its happened i get depressed realizing
how often i failed when tried..

Whose fault is it

Contentment...

Never embracing change...
shying away from whats different and out of the norm..
Happy with as is..
Never rocking the boat..
Ambitious goal setting to alter lifes focus,
seldom crossed the path of whats for breakfast..
Day in and day out, a ground hogs day carbon copy..
Smiles from last week ..
thoughts of last years bliss..
Never making a fuss..
fine with this months taste of things past..
Setteling for the day time "person" t.v
utilizing them for self explaination..
Mentality of a machine programmed and set to internal joy's calendar...

Contentment

Aggravation

6:30am
Aggravation sets in..
one eye opens and its like the devil is holding my emotional strings..
I step foot into the shower
hot water on..a drop touches my skin and i feel empowered...
tooth paste to brush and i scrub til blood exposes its self...
face put on...hair pulled back..
Aggravation
foot to the gas pedal.. hands to the wheel..
pull out the garage engulfed by the feeling of sorrow, turmoil, dread, and agony..
first light to the last..
Aroused by the feeling of sight satisfaction when the red one shines in..
im about to lose my mind
with each passing tick tock of time..
every moment i sit..theres no allowance to just be..
something about the things needed is an immediate shout out to me..
bliss is a thought that soon is null and void..
im given a quick glimpse of the new
outside the window..but even that is snatched away..
when the realization of peer incompetence takes over the devils mind..
one, two, three, four...person after person that walks through those doors...
its a constant, relentless, non-stop Aggravation...
and seems like im the only one participating

Her tongue barely brushes up against my clit
and i could feel it whispering pulsate...pulsate...
My body tenses..my toes curl and my back begins to arch...
i can feel my lip plump so i lick them...enticing her, inviting her to do her will..
As she begins to tell my body whats in store
i snap back to realize she hadnt said a word..
my eyes roll back and my legs being to shake..
She looks up at me and asks "babe you okay"..
i open my mouth to answer but nothing comes out..
she asks again and nothing still...
i notice a slight lift in her top lip as she lets out a chuckle..
She goes in even faster and deeper..
i grab the back of her head and start to ride her face..
the sound of "us" fills the room..
she flips me over then grabs and pulls my hair..
she now allows her fingers to continue the story..
I push back into her..in and out.. in and out..
i allow my body to relax..i can feel it coming but i fight it...
the sensation takes over my body and now my mind..
As the overwhelming feeling of ecstasy overpowers..
i open up my mouth and release her name..shouting...."..."

emotions explaination

Love isnt about convenience
my love for you is because you know my thoughts before i think them
Love isnt about the surrounding everyday aesthetics
Its when you say im gorgeous in the morning and meant it
Love isnt about worry or stress that can consume my every thought..
Its about light hearted care free days that only someone that was made for me could have brought
Love isnt about the overwhelming feeling of dread..
Its about seeing a simple reference to your name that puts thoughts of pleasant things past in my head
Love isnt a nuisance, antagonistic, depressing, ignorant, egotistical or unappealing...
Its whimsical, joyous, sentamental, and more than just a word or a feeling
Love isnt something you say because you hear it often...
Its because the word "love" stirs up an appetite for the sight, taste, touch, feel and warm thought of this person whose soul has something

A feeling

so then let me sooth your mind and guide you into that rem state of sleep..
listen to thee words slipn through my moist lips as they creep into your ear
first sound you hear is the begining of thee word that awakens thee area of pleasure
as your music box opens and your dancer stands at attention
the second word you hear requires your draw bridge to lower
you become more and more relaxed with every letter
to every word that passes through my now plump wet mouth..
i begin to breath the third word into you as your breath escapes u faster and faster
noticing your body growing more and more relaxed
i whisper thee fourth and final word into your ear..
your body is now consumed with thee feeling of ...*sigh*..yes