To The PointI am tasting your lips on mine...To The Point3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will bite you,
not to the point of bleeding
but to the point of pleading.
Beg me to stop,
fight me off...
And I will bite you more.
I am savouring the sweetness of your kisses...
I will kiss you hard and deep,
not to the point of bleeding
but to the point of smothering.
Implore me to stop,
to let you breathe,
fight me off...
And I will kiss you more.
I am feeling the touch of your skin under my hands...
I will scratch your back,
not to the point of bleeding
but to the point of beseeching.
Ask me to stop,
fight me off...
And I will scratch you more.
I am having the sensation of you in me...
I will force you to take me...
not to the point of bleeding
but to the point of screaming.
I will not fight you off.
Pleasure found in PainThis is what I need,Pleasure found in Pain2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The touch of your hand,
Gentle as can be,
Then the smack against tender flesh,
This is my beloved and I,
Who we are,
What we've become,
This is us.
I crave the pleasure in your touch,
For I am here,
To do as you please.
Show the world who I belong to,
Leave your mark in the bruises,
Scattered across my body,
Pull my hair,
Bare my throat,
Nip and bite,
Let me come alight!
Let me feel the tug at my scalp,
The pleasure it brings,
Causes the tears in my eyes,
To be a moot point.
Hit me and welt me,
As we kiss with a bite,
Bite with a kiss,
Bruise me and love me,
Fuck me and be gentle,
Soothe the hurts of the day,
Remind me who I belong to.
The dance of becoming,
Has come to an end,
For the future of you and I,
The pleasure found in pain,
Shall always belong to us,
As there is no one else.
Hello Love...Suddenly aliveHello Love...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Breathing in a breath
I didn't know I was holding.
Assailing my senses
Like I have never seen before.
Off the pounding sea
My heart beating in time.
Song of the birds
My very being.
A soft voice
Holding me close.
DyingIt didn’t feel like anything mattered anymore. All I knew was that I hurt, that I was tired… And that I was done.Dying2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Done with trying to live.
When everything I wanted was torn away from me, it didn’t make a difference if I had something to live for or not. It never worked out anyway.
My eyes opened, and I saw sun shining through his light blue curtains. I shifted and his arm tightened around my body. A sigh escaped my lips as I lay there, trapped in the one place I used to dream about being. Unhappy in his presence. Longing to be free of him, to never see him again.
Could it have only been a few months ago that I was heartbroken because of him?
When I spent my nights tossing and turning, crying for him to come and save me.
My eyes closed, and I realized that I was yet again broken. And while it was his fault, it wasn’t his name echoing in the empty space of my chest. It wasn’t his face that I saw on the back of my eyelids.
He was warm, solid, st
Human MagicHuman Magic3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look at her!
Go ahead stare
Her breast pressed up
Her legs bare
Around her time slows
Details are enhanced
Like how her skin glows
And when by chance
You manage to charm her
You find you cannot harm her
For under the glowing skin
There is a steel spirit within
When some how you melt the steel
Her heart will reveal
Endless strength reserves
Concealed by her luscious curves
When you get through the strength
you find at length
that pure bliss
after you finally kiss
and bit more
as you start to explore
you trade your trip to heaven's gate
for this girl, greatest of the great,
But are not upset or filled with regret
Nor shall you ever forget
When you saw there
Hair pined up, legs bare
On the end of the bed
Ready to give up her maiden head
Nervous? Of course you where
It was new for you, and her
You nearly didn't do it.
You very nearly blew it.
As you turned to say no
Got caught by her body's radiant glow,
Black hair up, black tank top nearly gone
Green-gray skirt that was barely on.
How My Business WorksHow My Business Works2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My business works because it's actually not a business. And by this I mean I hardly make any money with my pictures. For me photography is not a way to make money but to invest money, and I work several other jobs to be able to pay for my art. I'm a tour guide on waste to energy plants and wastewater treatment facilities, I'm a concierge at the house I'm living, I work as a Photoshop instructor and on weekends I take care of the library of the University.
Sometimes people say to me: I can hardly believe you're not making money with your photos because they are better than the work of many professional photographers.
Of course it's flattering when somebody says something like that even if I don't always agree. But here's the thing: the very reason why I'm able to work on this level is because I don't have to make money with my pictures. If you're a photographer who wants to make a living out of it you are forced to do things differently. You have to focus on what your customers like and
whever you arethe weight of the world lightenswhever you are4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the depth of the nights
take a breath and hear a sigh
the midnight whippoorwill has no sense of time
the glistening light from a single star
and the gentle fall of a tear reminds me:
i am where i am and you are where you are
Eternal Flames of Another KindUnrequited loveEternal Flames of Another Kind6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The purest love of all
Given freely without request or requirement
A pain that lives eternally within those hearts and souls.
The spirit of unrequited love
She stands alone among the flames
Surrounded by fires of love and devotion
Encompassed and never consumed
Her hands are bound by chains
She raises to the heavens
An effigy of unrequited love and unrequited pain
An eternal soul burning in an eternal gift of misery and bliss...
And those that seek to gain their love of unrequitedness
In mortal standings and mortal worlds
May call upon her for which they seek
To be delivered in this life
For the trade of eternal burning
In her fires.
A girl with such love in her heart
Sweet kisses have entranced her lips
Tender embraces have held her warmth
She knows a touch of wonder fulfilled
By gentle fingers that dance along silken skin
Fires of another kind entirely
Yet such kisses are not always stories of true love told
Such embraces can be cold and gentle fingers can
Meeting BruceMeeting Bruce4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green: One Month
Hulk was seated on his bed, contemplating everything that had happened since Shego came into his life. It has been nearly two weeks since the very night that he first confronted Shego, and every since the fateful encounter, Hulk's life has never been the same since then. Hulk would never admit it to anyone, but he was becoming closer to Shego, their bond continuing to develop and grow as each day passed. It was because of her that he was in his room alone, thinking about the beautiful woman that was slowly winning a larger piece of his heart.
Still, there was a part of him that was in denial of this, unable to accept the fact that Shego was becoming something more than just a friend. He couldn't understand why he felt something more, something stronger than just friendship with the beautiful pale green-skinned woman. After having his heart broken by Betty, Hulk never wanted to love or care about anyone or anything ev
The Giant - May and SerperiorThe GiantThe Giant - May and Serperior3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was a warm summer day in the Unova Region. Many people were out and enjoying the weather. It was also a wonderful time to do some traveling. May had been a Pokémon trainer for a few years now. She was currently 17 years old, her body maturing into a fairly attractive young woman. Despite some physical changes however, very little had changed about her personality and her passions. She was still a Pokémon trainer and still greatly enjoyed her career path. May had originally traveled through her home region of Hoenn. Following her adventures there, she continued to the Kanto region. Finally, she found herself in the Unova region. In her mind, she couldn't have picked a better time to arrive here. The weather was wonderful and perfect for traveling. She took out a map she received at the airport upon arriving i
I AmI Am7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you find love in a damaged heart?
Can you feel life within broken dreams?
Where were the angels that I cried for?
Hidden in the mists.
There is a murky fog of memories
We cannot stop what has begun
For what is done forever will be done.
The angels came
Not quite too late
My saving grace
The angels came.
But only after I was saved.
I could not be what was desired
I could only be what I am.
What am I?
Will no one let me know?
But I know.
I am Beauty.
BreathingI experienced life in a daze, merely shifting through the actions. Education had turned from torture into an escape, where I was free from his icy blue eyes…Breathing2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Free from his bruising temper.
Sitting in the campus library’s kitchen was where I felt at home. My mind could wander as it would, and I found myself hiding away from the real world.
When I was forced to be with him, to be trapped in his presence, I discovered that I dreamed of someone else.
Brown, soulful eyes stared back at me. A gentle loving hand caressed my stinging cheek-
My fantasy world was what kept me here. He kept me here.
I had tried to escape Ray by suicide, and each time he punished me. I remember being dragged from the fifth story window, him speaking to me in a scolding tone. My mind had zoned out, trying to pretend that he actually cared and wasn’t just a psychotic control freak.
But of course, all I could do was wish a certain someone else cared.
I wondered if he knew how much I thought
El lago cristalinoEl lago cristalinoEl lago cristalino4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Paso a paso, mis zapatillas hacían retumbar el firme piso de piedra con estrepitosa sincronía, magnificada por el eco y la soledad que reinaba en aquella muralla de piedra carmesí; castillo o palacio que se erguía con magnificencia sobre el más basto acantilado dominado por una bruma espesa, liberada misteriosamente por un lago cristalino que yacía apacible bajo los pies, y alredor, de aquella edificación sobre la roca.
Me acerque a la orilla, mis manos tocaron con delicadeza el borde de piedra que separaba mi frágil cuerpo del vacío, resultado increíblemente suave al tacto como la seda, a pesar de su aspecto denotadamente áspero.
Mire hacia el cielo azul que sufría la magnifica metamorfosis rojiza del ocaso, que cuyos colores mágicamente no distorsionaban la brillantes y claridad del inmenso lago bajo su luz. Finalmente mis ojos se posaron en sus aguas calmas y apreciar
MeThis place I am in is perfect, as perfect as perfect can beMe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s a new place I love to see
It’s my thoughts, it’s my dreams
It’s even my tears that flow like streams
It’s this smile, and this laugh I can’t hold in
It’s my soul, and everything I’ve been
It’s these hands, and it’s these eyes
It’s this heart, and even my mind
It’s anything, and everything I’ve ever wanted to be
My Heart Is Guided By My FingertipsI can feel my heartbeat as it radiates out even to the tip of my fingersMy Heart Is Guided By My Fingertips2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And if I stretch my arms out until my hands are swimming in the sky
It’s almost like my heart is able to fly.
In Oz: The Perfect AssIn Oz: The Perfect Ass4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
In Oz: The Perfect Ass
* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *
The perfect body goes with the perfect ass, and although she doesn't show too much in that picture, I must always think of dreaming down her spine and kissing up her neck. She's a hell of a girl, and just for a second I'd like to change places with you, get your camera to shoot that single picture that reveals everything... and nothing at all. Yes, I would fail, 'cause you did the perfect picture: By concentrating on her back and the shadow play on her skin you light my fire, and watching her sensuous lips I imagine stories only real sirens can tell.
More Cake for KateMore Cake for Kate3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Outside, a raging snowstorm roared. Inside, the fire crackled, the embers slowly dying one by one. The room was aglow with the warmth from the fire. A woman named Kate sat in her favorite plush red couch. She wore yellow pajamas, a red heart shape proudly covering the area over her own. The pants she wore were merely shorts, the fire and cocoa having more than warmed her up. She also wore soft, fluffy slippers, especially made to warm her feet. Her fingers and toenails were covered in a pinkish-red polish. Kate sighed contentedly, finishing the last sip of her hot cocoa and setting it down on the table. Kate then sighed sadly, as if ignoring the warm drink.
She was a little upset, having her plans for the night ruined by the storm. This was an especially important night, and she didn't expect to spend it inside. Just then, she heard the faintest song coming from nowhere in particular. It lightly echoed off of the walls, more like a fond memory than a haunting wail.
Maybe in the Next Life...Ten years ago I gave my heart to someone. He didn't appreciate it and he finally gave it back. I couldn't bring myself to wipe his fingerprints off of it though.Maybe in the Next Life...5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
It's true when someone says "Love isn't always enough". I never wanted to believe it, because nothing is stronger than love...nothing. That's still true, now I just realize that strength isn't always as important as stamina.
Love is the greatest gift you could ever give someone...though sometimes people only want presents on special occasions; not every day of their lives.
I have always believed that this life isn't it. We live many lives in many forms. That's what I believe. When we said good-bye I told him "Maybe we'll get it right in the next life." Now that I can't speak to him again I wonder.......what does he believe, and will I ever have another chance to get it right with him?
The tears are trapped within my eyes, constantly blurring my vision and threatening to spill over onto my skin. I find I don't want to cry, but
In the DarkThe night time is scaryIn the Dark2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come on you know this is true
Hiding in the shadows
You never know what’s waiting for you
With cold voices
They yell out your name
They’re all looking very hungry
It’s lucky you came
Keep your eyes open
And watch your back
Because it’s scary in the dark
Who knows when they’ll attack
With bloody cries
They scream in pain
Whimpering and screaming
As they slowly go insane
Out of their graves, they wake from the dead
They’re those scary monsters hiding under your bed
So don’t shut off your light
As you lay down to sleep
And hush your voice,
If it’s your life you want to keep
Because in the dark is where they hide
Ready to give you horror as they slowly come alive
Nighttime SssnackIt was a beautiful night in the African Jungle. Tami, a young jungle girl, was happily swinging through the jungle on vines, marveling at the stars in the sky and enjoying the breeze against her body.Nighttime Sssnack4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Woohoo! This is so much fun," yelled Tami as she swung. "I wish I could keep doing this forever, but I'm getting tired. Let's find a nice place to stop for tonight."
She spotted a tree just ahead and shifted towards it. As the vine approached one of the branches, she released her grasp and landed near the center.
She walked closer to the tip of the branch and stood there, continuing to marvel at the night sky.
"Aww, what a beautiful night. It just makes me feel so good," said Tami.
Unfortunately for her, she wasn't alone that night. Hiding higher up in the tree, staring at Tami, was a hungry African rock python.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here," hissed the snake quietly. "If it issssn't a little jungle girl. Tonight musssst be my lucky night."
The snake began to silently slither