Sad Sea Blues

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Great and terrible
This sadness conjures up waves
So unbearable

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Long Gone

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Heartbeat decreases
Pick up the pieces
Of a heart that’s long gone

Reinvent the wheel
Tell me how you feel
Of a heart that’s long gone

The Sun’s rays are too bright
You will combust in the light
Let the heat melt your broken heart
Let it pour into the mold of a new start

It will freeze in the dark
That’s the only way it resurrects
It will heal in the dark
Silence forms mental constructs

Waiting’s the worst part
Staring at a work of art
Of a heart that’s long gone

Chronokinesis
Formulate a thesis
Of a heart that’s long gone

The moon’s soldiers shine so bright
Shooting stars in the night
Let the constellations fade
They’re only missed when farewell they bade

You will flourish like sand in the wind
That’s the only way you’ll move on
You will live because you’re a godsend
Only the past is dead and long gone

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It’s Silently Loud This Winter Night

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/an-odd-trio/

 

I yearn to be gold and known yet untouched
Under a full moon,
While cries echo from the strangers out at night.
Music fills my ears through silver cords to drown out their sorrow,
As I draw the blinds and close my window shut.
Ice gleams a spotlight for a werewolf’s howl,
Frightening the black cat clawing just outside the walls.
An impenetrable fortress became my home.
I turn a blind eye to indulge in a nice, hot bowl of soup.

So Persephone is still imprisoned within Hades’ grasp;
I can’t rescue her for I can’t even save myself from the voices in my head –
Move on… They did… Move on… They did… Move on…
Oh Persephone!
I miss you!
Mother misses you!
I know you’ll always come back,
But in many ways I’m still the black cat I try to evolve.
When you leave I assume you’re never to return.
I have swimming trunks and a beach towel already packed.
All my senses busy
Eager to remain unchanged.
Anticipating our reunion in total disregard of the commoners.

Xrotica: Revisited

In addition to Xrotica (the original pertained to the Allergic to E challenge but this post will not)

I know in various past posts, I mentioned my ex a lot! Fuck him. He wasn’t nearly the best sex I ever had. For over a year, I fucked with this married guy plenty of times. I lost count after nine. So one time…

It was 2:00 in the morning. I had been laying down uncomfortably on the floor besides my brother’s bed. His bitch ex-fiance cut the cord to the AC and it was Summer. So the fan in his bedroom was our only salvation. I couldn’t sleep for shit so I was texting my fwb back and forth hardcore. Every time we exchanged dick and ass pics, I had to quietly tiptoe to the bathroom. My fwb (let’s call him Dee) sent me reply pics that made me hot as the Sahara. Through text, he asked if he could come over. I told him I wasn’t at my apartment, that I was visiting my brother for the weekend. I forgot if I asked Dee or if he brought it up, but soon enough, he said he was on his way to pick me up so we could fuck in his car. I told him I kept it clean just for him. It took 45 minutes for him to arrive. Every minute trying to prevent myself from jacking off. I wanted to save all my juices for Dee. To splash him with the biggest nut he had yet to feel on his caramel skin. I didn’t care where he wanted my cum. On his face. In his ass (Dee was the only man I ever topped). In his throat (he was the second guy to swallow me whole). I just wanted it. So I waited in the front yard until he showed up. I knocked on the window of the passenger side of his car to catch his attention. Dee was looking at porn on his phone. He looked up at me and quickly opened the door for me. What a gentleman! I sat beside him and we automatically made out heavy. I liked when he got a haircut; to feel his scalp under my palms as I vigorously rubbed it as if a genie would come out for a threesome. His tongue went in perfect sync with mine. Before things got intense, he told me that it would be even better to fuck in the woods. Some part of me knew I should’ve been scared but I didn’t. I trusted him completely. As he drove his car, I attempted to start touching him but then decided to stop in fear of a car accident or something. But Dee assured that it was okay. So I rubbed him and even tickled it a little. He moaned a soft moan. Then he rubbed me in return. Suddenly, we were already parked by the woods. We got out his car and walked down a dirt path, subconsciously making sure no one else was around. Dee said he wanted to do it on a bench but we never came across one. Instead, we just went deep in the woods and resumed our make out session. The chemistry and the passion ensued our entangled lips, struggling for air, gasping in anticipation for what was going to happen next. Eventually, I pulled away from his lips so my lips could trickle down to his neck. He whispered for me not to give him a hickie. I understood. I just kissed and licked his neck for effect until I returned to his magical mouth. However, he wanted to move to the next step. Dee pushed my head down to his crotch. I yanked his shorts off and then his boxers immediately. I yearned and daydreamed about it for the longest. His beautiful dick was sieged by the source of my drowl. I hugged his waist, squeezed his ass, and played with his hole as I continued to submerge his dick in the event of sweet fellatio. Then I stood up and forced his head down to suck me off too. Dammmmmnnnn! Like I said, Dee’s mouth was magical. He loved my dick. The taste, the feel, the smell, he desired it all. My knees buckled a bit in vigorous excitement. He played with my ass too. At some point, he took out this nose stuff (I always forgot the name of it) and handed it to me. I inhaled the contents of the vial. A temporary high as we completely discarded our shorts. Then he whipped out the lube. But I always taste it before i hit it. My tongue was Moses’ staff and Dee’s ass was the red sea. I spread those cheeks as wide as they can go. He was on his hands and knees. He loved it when a cub took charge sometimes. I licked his asshole up and down, side to side while I traced my fingers on his bear paw tattoo on his right buttcheek. Then I inhaled another round of that nose stuff. He, then, squatted and I fingered him without restraint. I wiggled my finger every which way. Dee playfully started riding my finger as he moaned some more. I pushed his back down to signal that I’m hard enough to penetrate him. He went back to his hands and knees. It was my turn to squat. I slapped my dick just above his hole to tease him before easing my way in. My knees began to shake again. Dee handed me the nose stuff once more and kidded as he said that I have weak knees. So i leaned on his back and held his midriff as my dick sank deeper into his abyss. Now my dick was in balls deep. He groaned at first before whispering that I’m his cubby and I whispered that he’s my sexy bear. Yogi bear and Boo boo out on a nighttime adventure. I knew he liked it when I came in his ass. So as I achieved orgasm, my cum meandered in his insides. I blew out a sigh of exhilaration. He had a smile frozen on his face. I got up and then he copied me. I wanted him to take his revenge on me so i went on my hands and knees and he fucked me back. I yelped when his thick dick was jammed in my hole because it was a while since we saw each other prior. Finally, he came too. I totally forgot that he didn’t eat me out like he usually did. We put our shorts back on. I accidentally stepped on my glasses and broke one of the legs but I didn’t give a fuck. Dee let me lean on his shoulder as I put my shoes back on. What a sweetheart! We walked side by side as my cum squished around in his ass with every stride and vice versa. Small talk filled the silence aside from the chirping crickets. The conversation was not at all forced or awkward. Dialogue came naturally for us. We retreated into his car. I was dreading returning to my brother’s house but all good things must come to an end. We kissed goodbye, not knowing that that would be the last time.

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Sins of the Flesh

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You choose wisely,
You choose well,
She has her body up for sale,

Your wheels skid down
The road of hell,
Love is where she never fell,

Pick your pleasure,
Pick your poison,
You don’t care where she has been,

Self-indulgence,
Got your pension,
So with her a night of sin

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Nocturnal Submission

Pressing thumb to index finger to resemble your lips,
Droning on in the early morning in the shadows amidst,
Infatuated ideas of your gyrating hips,
Fingertips tracing the veins coarse on your fists,

Teasing myself softly a rendition of your fabled love,
Abscond the belief that perverted angels stalk from above,
Unlike my youth once is usually never enough,
Yearning to feel your penetration without a latex glove,

Hands behind your back to usher your handsome face to mine,
Punching your lips with my lips to summon the pink to dine,
Concupiscent kisses trail down to your prominent collar bone,
Desire shapeshifts to a vampire sucking on your neck a feast you’ll condone,

Pausing sadomasochism to rip your shirt clean off,
I tear your inflated briefs to shreds stuffing its contents to stifle a cough,
Spent too much time confined within my aegis loft,
Afraid to scare you away but filling the silence are your moans so soft,

Merely a conscious dream of our nocturnal submission,
You’re worth more than a hookup I’ll wait for your heart’s permission,
Despite my dark facade I really care about your opinion,
As to whether or not you’re interested in being my companion

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Green Heart

“Don’t pity your peers,
You still have a lot to learn too,
Differed generations clash not blend,
Subtlety enamored in the crowd,
Usual escape for you haven’t shielded today,
Try walking somewhere other than main street,
Abandon the path most traveled by,
Explore the outskirts beyond your comfort zone,
Cast fear aside along with its proud mate,
Sustain compassion and love without its arrogant facade,
We’re all human subconsciously confiscating ourselves,
To please ambivalent people who seem to never stick around,
Shameless unconditional respect for your brethren,
High school never ends unless you initiate its demise,
Monogamy and polygamy are matters of opinion you suppose,
Wonder how your actions may harm someone in the crossfire,
Lived in the same place your whole life yet never trekked beyond the course of routine,
Turn off the music meandering through the bundled up wires,
Plugged into your ears to listen to the birds calling out for attention,
Say hello to the child you tend to misread,
Allow external forces to peek past your stubborn paranoia,
Seek refuge in the ones who stuck around through the precipitation,
Unlock your crown and the organ nested below,
The more you learn the more you realize how naive you really are,
Just another subject to trials and tribulations no exception,
You may want to absorb his pain just so he feels better,
But you are your own top priority, The weight of the world is not your burden to bare,”

My heart whispers to me during these chronic sleepless night,
But these lessons of life didn’t just materialize out of thin air,
They were written at its core beneath the depths of denial,
Etched onto make-believe stone unveiled,
Once the Sun bleeds onto the surface of the lake in bright hues,
Morphing into darker shades til the horizon exerts the cold hard truth

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Zombie slumber party!

Pinocchio! Pistachio! Fellatio! Wouldn’t it be sexy to perform necromancy to resurrect zombies for a slumber party? But I need a sacrifice. Lamb are too boring. Maybe an ex or an enemy? Nah! Donald Trump is a perfect choice! I doubt he’s worth anything in the spirit realm though. Besides, his toupee probably ate his soul anyway so his body is merely an empty vessel.  No more nocturnal emissions for him! Some might say that’s his real hair but I believe it’s his hair from his ass. Trump talks so much shit that his ass hair migrated to the top of his scalp. So that won’t do… How about Nicki Minaj? I really want a ménage à trois with some dead people! Grr! I don’t know who to kill! Elephants still stand when they’re electrocuted. It takes poise and balance to be sexually stimulated. Steven Hawking lubricates everyone’s asses in preparation for a soundless wind breaking the moonlit night. He’s valuable in making this party fun so I have to let him live. Who else could I sacrifice for my own personal gain? I can’t sleep because my illuminated halo is keeping me awake. The dead always intrigues me in some undeserving trance. So the only time I would pay any attention to anyone is if they passed on. Converting someone I hate to someone I admire requires their death to occur. So that means everyone cus generalizations are a way of life. And so now, I have billions of zombie fwb’s that lasted longer than that orgasmic night. Fascination in apocalypse, disappointment surviving 2012, that’s okay! Everyone is dead to me regardless! 🙂

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The Scarlet Harlot

Her dress sparkled scarlet underneath the fluorescence,
A mask of leather and lace as if directly from a burlesque house,
She forced herself to get out into the world instead of in slumber,
Awaiting the next beautiful lie to buy her a drink to get her in bed,
It wasn’t her first time at the rodeo but it was her second try at love,
Making love and fornication are two different kinds of pleasure,
She’s had more sexual encounters than she can recall,
But her heart only belonged to one man who was her ride or die,
Unfortunately the latter was proven to be true,
A debut appearance at the masquerade ball,
Sex and love are both addicting yet dangerous indulgences,
She mostly participated as if it’s a recreational means to kill time,
Even the most spontaneous and the most loveless acts of love,
Entwines two souls in a unique way that cannot allow a subtle rebuttal,
Not a virgin when she met him so impure when she met him,
Her soul cut into more and more yet smaller and smaller pieces,
Until peace itself is out of sight and out of mind,
So she stands scarlet clad at the open bar making small talk with the bartender,
Drowning her sorrow and eager at another attempt the fill the void,
She wanted the real true love but another one night stand will suffice,
At least that’s what she told herself,
Music played so debonair shielded from the nocturnal breeze,
Bodies sway to the melody while lyrics are suffocated in ecstasy,
Some escaped the crowd to achieve orgasm at their earliest convenience,
Others decided to stay and let the suspense build until the unveiling,
The woman wondered if the masks disguising their faces really mattered,
She knew who was male and who was female,
Names were nothing their pasts difficult to disect with conversation,
Accusations and assumptions were rarely correct with reason,
She wore her heart on her cheek but one kiss is not what man seek,
Never enough to satisfy permanently only a temporary fix,
Soon enough it was a minute before midnight,
Wasted time waned without bearing her soul on the dancefloor,
Waiting instead of taking action in fear of picking the wrong man,
But in doing nothing no experience is gained for once burned,
Big Ben began to rang a burdensome sound,
She watched as the men and women tore off their falsehood,
But she did not do the same for fear and anxiety rendered her from doing so,
For the law of allowance she loved to ignore within the folds of her dress

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