The sun rose with its rich essence shining into my sanctuary,
I thought perhaps I would be safe here tonight,
But safety is only in numbers these days,
But when the numbers are regrets,
Things get a bit more serious,
Like lightning struck bone,
Fish on a hook, midday,
Love, tortured forever,
For Once Upon Wicked,
But why be her pet slave,
Why be his bet for the day,
Why fell the way they used to,
He makes me feel like you used to,
The way dreams crumble and dry out,
With sugar and blood, sweet-salty brine,
So catchable like an addiction to wine, hot,
Legend feels the silent hours of wills undone,
So sweeten me up, fatten the deal with the kill,
The best parts that is, where my hearts meanings,
Fall all over the floor, with heartbroken angel tears,
I was the mystery once, so long ago now lost for you,
I would sow it back together again but I have no thread,
So lend me a pain, I’ll sow it with a name, and it will end.

You wanna hear wierd, I have been awake for 3 days now, and I am still wide awake and I don't know why. But my back hurts really bad, but even pain pills won't make it go away. Wut is up with that. grrrr

I have a question, I hope it doesn't sound silly, but I was wondering, when you said, its dark but real, did you mean kinda like maybe other poets on here aren't real with their writings, and if not, what do you mean by that, or are you saying, it is Real as in a hard subject?

Have you ever had rabbit red chili, good eaten for sure. soooo goood. mmm licking my lips, darnit now I need a midnight snack, lol

I'll do better than that, I will post it on the forum for recipes, but I will have to do it tomorrow ok, it is late and I will have to go to bed soon, I'm a tired woman. wow.

I know, lets roleplay, you be my lonely viking and I'll be a valkyree, sound good, giggles

Awesome! good job. welcome to this forum, rock on fellow poet. smiles

dude, dearmeat red chili is the best, oh well actually, it comes second to elk red chili, even better with nachos. yuuuummmy!!

I like cotton field. smiles

Yeah, I am writing a trilogy now. I have been published in six anthologies locally. I have been published in the newspaper and two magazines. I have been published in countless college and club newsletters too. I have a finished poetry book waiting to be published, just havn't gotten around to it yet. I mean, I have alot of things I have done, but here's the deal yu know, I am for real, I get to the point and I like when my men do too, but that is according to being mature and being responsible and accountable for his actions and I, mine. Things is, I have never been in love and loved back. And I no longer believe in love at first sight. Or Highschool sweethearts or any of that mumbo jumbo crap. Funny thing is, I write that mumbo crap, LOL its funny I know, but in all honestly, I throw in some wicked stuff too. Stuff for the guys and gals. giggles

Wow. I guess nice girls don't always finish first either, its like, put out or get out. Uh, sorry, I didn't mean to sound all uh, how should I put it, girly, lol. But still, its true for us too. I was in two relationships where I played nice, I was the cool chick, his best freind, good in bed, and frankly speaking, it did not work. Didn't matter how nice I was to either ones ex's or freinds, it still didn't pan out. One said we were too much alike in personality. The other one was just a sex addict, and I don't like those too much. I need someone more stable. Not someone who is gonna cheat on me. anyways. thanks for posting your forum, sorry for rippling the man tide. laters

Your ROCK Major Miss Bonny!!! Keep on keeping on, you are beautiful inside and out. hugs snugs v

Yeah, I agree with yu, I make my own path and leave a trail behind me so someone else can find me, giggles, nah but really, yeah, I'm just me, an open-minded person, spiritual, just not tied down to one set of beliefs. Rock ON!

Coolies! thank you so much, smiles

And thank you too, good to see you again. hugs

thank you

After Thoughts as I Watched an Ex Walk Away

Did I want him?
Did I need him,
As I watched him go
Or was it the memories
That had been gorging on my soul?
Was it the way he used to kiss me
In the middle of the night,
Was it the way he use to touch me
That caused every inch of me to tremble in delight,
Was it the way he used to speak to me
That made me cum to the sound of his voice,
Was it the way he used to call me everyday just to play,
Was it the way he used to dare me to touch him with a single look,
Was it the way he used to taste on my hot tongue,
Was it the way he smelled like pure fresh hot man,
Was it the way he used to kiss me battling my mouth and wits,
Was it the way he used to come on strong and stayed that way all night long,
Was it the way he used to take me again and again,
Was it the way he used to hold me and I would fall asleep in his arms?
I had been wondering for so long,
Yes, I know it was all of those things but also I remembered something else,
What was it that tore us a part,
Was it the way he didn’t believe in loving me like a real man should,
By thinking of my physical health as much as my overall well being,
Was it the way he threatened me even though he said he was playing,
Was it the way he got drunk and nearly killed us both,
Was it the way he threatened me he would go to someone else,
Was it the way he cheated on me with three other women,
Was it the way he cheapened our lovemaking bye leaving the room when it was done,
Was it the way he tried to play me for the fool when I knew what was going on,
Was it the way he used me like a sex toy or was it for the quickies
Was it the way he said he loved me but never truly meant it,
Was it the fake ring he bought me for our engagement?
Or maybe it was the used stuffed animals he bought me,
Was it the way he abandoned me when I needed him the most,
Was it the way he lied to me just like he did when were kids?
Was it the way he talked big **** all the time but never pulled through,
Was it the way he kept the truth from me about how he felt and so I had to guess?
Was it the way he always left me with doubts no matter what he did?
Yes, I’m sure it was one of those things, yes, one of those things that tore us apart,
No, I don’t feel so bad anymore when he walked away, I waved goodbye
And here I stayed, firm in my heart and firm where I stood,
No, I’ll NEVER take him back.

Fighting

I’m struggling with the night
Can you help me get it right
Does the moon hang to the left
Or did we put it on the tight rope
That leads to heaven
It’s only eleven
You want to come in for coffee
Or maybe plea
For a kiss
Some taste of temptations bliss
Some sizzle in the evening
Some raging hormone eager to sing
Of caramel skin and perfume
What about my lips do you like them to
Do you always look that way at every woman you meet
Am I some treat
You thought you bought with a sweet word today
Don’t sway like that with me in your arms
You’re disarming my thoughts
Making my heart tremble so
What time is it
I think I lost my control around midnight
Now I’m screaming your name and I feel so right
Now I’m struggling with my heart
Cause you took it tonight.

Thanky, thanky very much. giggles

Well thanky much sweety, and you are too right, hope your day is a doozey of fun, smiles, be good.