A.D.I.D.A.S

I witness a stern and firm Derriere

My interest is sparked starting there

It grows similar to her hair that I fantasize tugging

I see her skin which is made out of silk I imagine caressing and hugging

What a beautiful bust

Another thing of hers that I lust

I wonder how wonderful she must smell

And how beautiful she must taste

Without haste

I envision her in lingerie made of lace

And her mounting me in a forceful way

We fornicate from night until day

I embrace her body as if it were my own

I wonder what it sounds like when she moans

What does her face look like when she embraces all of me inside of her?

All day I dream about sex

However what is next

I am tired of lusting

I am feeling vexed

I want a woman I cannot resist

I want love not just sex

I want more nothing less

Here comes walking by another vixen

And once again I urge for a fixin

But I must digress

From what is under her dress

If I am ever going to find the women of my dreams

A task which is unreal to me as it seems

I must keep hope alive that love exists

I am not a sexual deviant just a human

An emphasis on the “man”

Falling For Her

A September gust awakens my lust for her
As the cool air tussles my hair
I notice her extensive locks as well
That changed in color almost unnoticeably
Even though I notice her
                                     Every day of my life
An autumn brown coiffure with highlights that emphasize
The sky
             The ground
                                Everywhere

                                                   All around

I guess that is the reason why it is called fall

I am falling in love with her all over again

This is where our summer fling comes to an end

And a new season of love begins

Is it time?

What is this that I see?

I can hardly believe!

Could this be merely a dream?

Or perhaps possibly a mirage?

A facade I thought that I saw?

How can I tell if it is real?

Does it cry?

Does it feel?

Does it hurt?

Does it heal?

Does it know how to deal?

In a world for the wicked and ill

Because I can die

I can laugh

I can hurt

I can cry

I can try

All in the blink of an eye

But I think at long lasting

I can finally stop fasting

And love myself enough for you to love me in return

Could it be?

Is it time?

Did I see?

Did I find?

The love my life?

Be Mi Amor

Be mi amor
It is you I cherish and adore
Evermore—everlasting
You can capture me grasping
To a picture you used to adorn
The mantel right atop our inglenook
Where we sat and chatted
Shared a laugh, shed a tear and nothing mattered
Now my heart I feel has shattered
On the floorboards my spirit scattered
As I sit in home and hearth
And with every dying ember wrought its love upon the floor
A yearning fire still burning with desire and amor
With a love that echoes throughout the course of the ages
The story is told but in no way changes
Since that is what fairy tales are for
A fire still burning with desire and amor
We have reached the anticlimactic segment of our tale
Where we have parted and hearts are frail
But the temperate blaze is nearly merely calming
Soon enough I feel the sun is dawning
As I sit in a reservoir of tears with no more laughter—no more cheer
The only thing which keeps me breathing hereafter
Is my hope that floats above the rafters
Hope that the story ends with me and you
Fairy tales can come true
A fire keeps burning with desire and amor

Got To Get Up

You got to get up—to get down
I have been around town and as ugly as that sounds
Not a tear hit the grown
Ever since I could remember 20 years ago come this December
Still burns my soul like the embers of an everlasting winter
I consider myself a sinner, I consider myself a beginner
Because we have only just begun to scratch the surface of what I have done
What happened before is now over I was so young
The past is history
The future is an untold story of fortune fame and glory
The present is a gift
One I cherish with every kiss

Every moment I missed from closing my eyes
Each mornings sunrise and every happy surprise
All the times I spent feeling alive
One of these days I will arrive
So mother wipe those tears from your eyes
I never meant to make you cry
Just like you never meant to lie
Even though I feel like I could die
I ask myself what this world would be like

Without me by its side
I ask u to tell me why

You even associate with this type of guy
Never liked the person that I was

Or the person that I became
Never liked my name

It is a crying shame and a lie
When I tell u I do not cry
Because I cry and I die

All in the same span of time
I am only a mere mortal

With a portal wide open to my soul
A hole to my heart that was torn apart from the start

By everyone I know
I died long time ago

But I still continue to grow old
As I long for a chance to grab a hold
Of something I have been missing
Since the beginning I have longed for kisses
That were meant and sent
From the lips of an angel who is not perfect
But is worth it just like me
I know she is out there

Waiting to see the look in my eyes
When my love has arrived
There is something inside of me that I feel
You are real

The Night

I rise with the afternoon a moment much too soon

Open my eyes to a blinding light
With not the slightest idea what occurred last night

I feel the night

A hazy, blurry mess that was over before it began but I know I will do it again

I smell of the night

Liquor, cigarettes and cologne is the aroma which I cannot break away from

I taste of the night

Stale from the environment that I do not fret

I hear the night

I listen to the sounds that are muffled now more than before I ever swore

No more!

I see the night

I look in the mirror and I cannot recall who I am glaring at

No matter how hard I try

I always turn into that guy

Wake up with a girl who I do not even know

Wake up with a wound I cannot explain

Wake up with a pain that I bare to no one but myself

I sit bare in the shower

For a couple of hours

Try to clean this mess of a person

No matter how hard I scrub the night never comes off

Worst part of all is that this does not only occur at night

I call it night because I am in the dark

Para Ti

Tú eres la razón para mi corazón

El solo motivo que tengo para amanecer con el sol

Mi único deseo es solamente un beso

Empiezo de tu cuello y bajo despacio a tu pecho

Mientras mi mano acaricia la piel de tu brazo

Espero que te sienta exhalar

Y en ese momento respiro tu alma

Tu amor a mi me llama

Del mar, al desierto y hasta el cielo

Te sigo por toda mi vida

Hasta que ya no respire

Donde sea mi amor, ahí voy estar

while I sleep

The nights I sleep the best I dream of you
close to me
as you exhale, I breathe you in
and instantly our hearts become one
right as you are about to fall asleep
I murmur how much you mean to me
every so often you awaken and ask me what I said
I respond with a kiss upon your forehead
you reply with a smile that stops the hands of time
and then I wake up to the sound of my alarm
with no one in my arms
could this be a dream?

Or a nightmare?

Fall or Rise?

I am beginning to fall although some would much rather call it fail
But the thing about falling is you can rise once again and continue to scale
I am almost to the point where I might decide, not to rise but to wail
And drown in ale till I am inebriated and cannot recall
The pale man staring back in the mirror at all

Seems to be a pattern, the older I grow the more I grow sadder
I fear that at any moment I might no longer matter
Not only to you but matter to me, what is a matter with me?
Seems like I am living to die but I am dying to live
I wish I could feel like a child again

So tomorrow I will rise and continue to cry in the morning alone
But maybe my sorrow will somehow not see tomorrow
And I can finally smile for a while on my own
I think I might try to smile instead of cry
I do not think I can go on living to die—so maybe I will rise