Thou Shalt Not 12/28/2008
 

The Challenge: Why so rebellious? Write about a time when you didn't give a darn about the rule/rules."

Thou Shalt Not

He'd seen me; pulled me by the hand.

Lead me back in; to face the man.

He asked me why; I quietly replied:

I wanted it; but no money to buy.

Please mister I don't wanna go to jail!

You're an honest kid no need for bail.

Of this the memory still remains

A stolen honeybun; my father's shame.

 
Lover's Move 12/28/2008
 

Her body rocked back and forth

Over and over, hitting the spot

This was what he wanted

And she took pleasure in it

The movement of lovers

Sweaty and weak

Finding the strength

To go harder

His body was shaking and melting

Over and over, with each move

This was what she wanted

And he took pleasure in it

The movement of lovers

Wet and hard

Finding the breath

To go faster

Their bodies exploded

Over and over, trembling

This is what they wanted

They took pleasure in it

The movement of lovers

Exhausted and spent

Finding the pillow

To go away

 
Your Addiction 12/28/2008
 

I'm like your medication

A drug of choice or not

But you've become addicted

No one has power over you

You just can't stop

I'm your addiction

Take me

I'm your addiction

Take me how I am

I come no other way.

You've wished for a lover

Prayed for a friend

Dream of a companion

Well here I am.

You've become addicted

I'm your addiction

Take me

I'm your addiction

I can help you

But you have to take me

Take me as I am

I've put you into submission

I'm in control

You listen completely

I've got your soul

Don't stop take me

I'm your addiction

Take me

I'm your addiction

You have no other choice

Take me as I am

Mine is the only voice

 
Winter's Wrath 12/28/2008
 

Heavy flakes of white;

dance gracefully in flight

Finally finding rest;

her non resilient bones stressed.

Children play in her domain;

until the Sun begins to wane.

Then they jaunt on inside;

to thaw by a fires pride.

Limbs bend and they break,

with each fresh virgin flake

Her power is certainly great

Devouring all in her icy fate

See all the stories you've heard are true

And theres nothing that you can do

If you find yourself at an unclear path

This is Mother Nature's wrath

 

    Semblance

    I am but an image
    Built from your own mind
    A similitude of growing old
    And feeling dull
    I'm just a feeling
    Created from the depths of your soul
    A likeness only of her emotion
    And a pretense of her similarity
    Sometimes feebleminded
    Sporadically seethe with understanding
    A conception of representation
    A mere fragment, a breath of life
    Befitting an aura of darkness
    Absorbed by doubt
    Just a pretext of air
    I am almost wasting space
    I am but an analogy
    Lost but cosigned with hope
    You chose to confiscate me
    Don't mask my beauty
    I am what I am!

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