Undress MeYou undress me with a single glance followed byUndress Me7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A solitary smile of upturned lips.
The kind of smile that shines from your eyes.
One that wrinkles your nose and underneath your eyes.
The fire dancing across the deepest of blue hues that ignites the passion inside.
You undress me by layers like peeling a banana or an orange.
Getting down to the nitty gritty of what makes me tick.
Like clock work I can see the desire etched across your face.
You undress me from head to toe without having me in your bed.
Stand at the bar naked in your eyes.
No need for intros, you're already fucking me in your mind.
Parched lips and hardening dick, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Already lovers in your fantasy land filled of hot girls riding you
Like a bull from across the bar.
You undress me with your eyes as I encourage it
As I lower my breasts to hard wooden table.
Soft, delicate giggles slip past my lips
As I let my tits do the talking for words don't need to be said.
It would ruin this moment of eye se
MemoriesSeifer.Memories12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kissing me. Here, now. In the middle of the Garden. What was *I* thinking?
I don't know.
Why was I still standing here? Why didn't I just pull back and imprint his face with Ergheiz? Why am I letting him kiss me?
Damn. I knew I liked it.
The way my hands were tangled in his hair, the way I was pulling myself closer and tighter into him, the way my lips were parting for him.
Damn. This was so familiar.
He pulled back and watched me. 'Do you remember me *now*?' he whispered. At first, I was confused. Remember ...
They hit me harder than Ultima. I almost fell to the ground until Seifer caught me and held me to his chest.
Floods, rivers overflowing, memories returning.
Us, Seifer and me, sitting under a tree, relaxing. When we were about fourteen or fifteen. A little before we joined Garden together. Me leaning back into Seifer's chest, his arms around me. How protected I felt, how comfortable, how ... loved.
Quezacotl. The thunderbird had taken away my best memories. Making room f
Dinner conversationDinner conversation2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No one understands me or my needs. I will admit that my actions are truly obscure. But everyone is different right? No one wishes to accept it but I am simply doing what I must to survive. You see, I'm rotting away on the inside. A walking corpse if you will. Over time my bodily fluids have turned to a black tar and my eyes have long since rotted away. Do not worry yourself, for I am somehow still able to see. My lack of ocular orbs is actually how my new name was formed. I care not for the name, but it really isn't of any importance.
'How could the dead still walk the earth?', you may ask yourself. It is simple. I must devour human organs to keep my own functioning. However, my kidneys seem to give me the most problems. And I believe that they are the source of the black oozing scum that leaks from me. I know I'm disgusting, I care not, for human life is far more foul than I. Your greed and wars enthrall me, but not in the way you would imagine. I
marilyn.the man across from marilyn has her fathers eyesmarilyn.6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(and she wants to make them bleed)
this man with her fathers eyes.
marilyn knows this is a conspiracy-
plotted by her mother to send her to the looney bin.
because marilyn knows their secrets,
and the men are speaking of documents.
marilyn wants to be lovely; in a simple black dress.
but she wears lace in her hair
and paints her face in rainbows.
(she does not know what natural is.)
marilyn hates clowns.
but she likes to play with dolls-
and break their pretty porcelain faces.
she buries them under dead flowers in a flooding tub
and whispers; sin sin sin.
her dearest friend is miss alice.
but she is dead.
marilyn writes in red-
dead dead dead.
(she peels down white walls,
like her darling miss alice tore away her skin.)
marilyn wants to live.
marilyn will die.
StrengthThose around you feed from your strength.Strength12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The way you react is your own, but calculated.
If you could, would you cry?
If possible, would you express sorrow?
Those around you starve from your weakness.
So is sorrow what you should be destroying?
Is happiness the best medicine?
But what about your own well being?
Is crying the way for your soul to tell you something is wrong?
Be true to yourself,
Not to those around you.
Our God is amazing and complexOur God is amazing and complex5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Disclaimer: No one is forcing you to read this. I am not trying to force my beliefs on you. If you do not agree with something please do not comment on this, you can just note me. "And for all you out there who are now agnostic, or atheist, or some other religion, because some Christian insulted your personal beliefs, or shove God down your throat, Let me personally be the first to apologize."2.
God is such a complex and amazing person. God exists as three in one, God the father, God the Son (Jesus), and God the Holy Spirit. "It's like a clover, it has three distinct leaves, but it's the same clover, nonetheless." 1. So when you know you want to know the God of all our lives, you have to come to know Jesus the Son. John 14 verse 6 says "I am the way and the truth and the life, no one comes to the father but by me." What He means when He says that, is that if you want to know what your purpose here in life is, and you want to pursue it, you must pursue Him. So to learn of Him, and His "
Secret LoverAll I want is the lover who will pick me up when I'm downSecret Lover7 years ago in Other More Like This
the one to tell me to never lose hope
the angel to find the piece that can finish my puzzle
All I ever wanted was to be loved
will I find him one day?
I don't wanna feel cold inside no more
come to me and kiss me I'm open
so touch my skin whoever it will be
I'm waiting for the right one to take me far away
from this tragedy
this stranger come's out from the shadows
whispering "I love you" my ear's are deceiving me
playing a little twisted game but I turn around
all I see is a man in a black suit telling me he love's me
he hugs me and I cry
I just found my secret lover
my true love
now that's magic
Naruto Pairing PeaceNaruto Pairing Peace7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
READ- WHEN YOU OPEN THE PAGE THE ART WILL COME UP! ANYONE WHO SAW/FAVED THE ORIGINAL PAIRING PEACE FANART, PLEASE COME HERE</i>
Well, someone reported my deviation about pairing peace for "mislabeling and in the wrong category." How they came to that conclusion, I will never know. I guess they were just one of those dumb people who were pissed off about me trying to promote pairing peace.
So now it's gone.
But that doesn't mean I'm going to stop. I'm currently working on a pairing peace meme (Lol, no one's probably going to do it), but it'll be stuff like "Draw a picture of a couple you normally wouldn't" and "Copy and paste a nice picture of you least favorite pairing (get permission first)" and stuff like that. I don't know how it's going to come out in the end, but, hey, it's worth a shot. I know at least I'll do it, but I couldn't draw if my life depended on it, so I guess people will at least get a good laugh out of it. Maybe that'll convince people to do it...Anyway, be
What WouldWhat Would7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What would make me happy?
A warm touch
Listening to a beating heart
Being there for a friend
Giving a passionate kiss
Helping those who are in need
Inspiring others to be inspired
Nipple RingTenderly i play with her nipple ring.Nipple Ring9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she moans and sighs softly.
carresing her nipple with my fingers is good foreplay
for what i am about to do.
as i play with her nipple ring, she gives a shiver.
then, at the last moment,
holding the nipple ring
with my fingers,
i tear it off.
Symphony in Cell MajorSymphony in Cell Major11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A drop of sweat ran down my spine
and brought my muscles to full tune,
like a bass string agitated
by an adept player.
The chaotic orchestra
flexed its symphony
in an elastic manner,
and you directed by touch
while the sweat drew across the sinew.
Arching altos and trembling tenors awake
by a stroke to the collarbone
and fingertips to neck.
That chorus sings as the symphony plays;
your tactile directing brings to life my stage,
and the symphony plays,
and the symphony plays.
Prove Me WrongProve Me Wrong12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Advanced Bodies Absorbing Advanced Minds..
Still in a crippled state of mind.
Why has the majority chosen to do so little with their gift?
Blindly, yet faithfully following a system of duplication...
trimming power, leaving evolution up to another kind.
Even the genius with the perfect inventions...
sit and wait for the so called "right time"..
to release creations from their mind.
I fear their reasoning may be intimidation.
Knowing that if releasing creation right now,
they would be forced.
Forced to come up with something bigger..
Maybe it's the hesitation of their capabilities.
So as accustomed...
they simultaneously sit and wait...
While people below travel, work, pray, and patiently anticipate,
never even acknowledging their own existence...
Always shading themselves from their own reason of being.
And so words are said:
Be polite, and celebrate your date of birth..
because it's the "right thing to do".
In Him alone.In Him alone.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But He starts to light the way.
But He begins to heal.
But He's holding me.
Numb with pain,
Yet He's washed it all away.
For His truth.
For the hope of His life.
For Him alone now.
Is only in Him.
Is written on the Cross.
When Your Heart Stops Beating When Your Heart Stops BeatingWhen Your Heart Stops Beating9 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
My first thought is that she pronounced his last name wrong.
My second is that she's lying.
When you think of a person, a tiny file of memory opens in your brain, containing everything you know about them. All the good memories you've made, stupid jokes that have been laughed at, every tear that you may have shed think
Fisher of MenLord,Fisher of Men5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
go away from me
for I am a sinner.
I thought I was good enough for you
(I thought I'd have to be),
thought I could stand before you
on my own two feet.
even kneeling is too much
and I can only lie at your feet
How can you come so close to me?
How can you touch so vile a thing?
I am evil, broken, tainted
you don't even flinch
or turn away.
go away from me
for I am a sinner.
Why do your hands
hold me with such love?
Why are you wiping
these well-deserved tears?
Why are you
in my grave?
- Can I dare
to lift my eyes?
Still you are here,
nearer than ever.
In my deepest night
you shine your light:
"Fear not," you say,
you will be a fisher of men."
a little whisper of prayera little whisper of prayer11 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Just a whisper prayer can still be answered,
to bring Heaven and Earth to it's knees
For it's not the volume that counts, it's the motive.
If our Lord God can hear our thoughts,
how much more He can hear our whispers!
It is still good to cry out to Him,
to shout to the Lord, all the Earth, let us sing!
But God can still hear us,
whatever we bring.
Our thoughts become One,
when we pray to our Heavenly King
for a whisper of prayer is all we need.
Meaningful WordsMeaningful Words7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
words that captivate my soul
a relentless spirit
Lord, you know I love you"Simon, son of Jonah -Lord, you know I love you5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
do you love me?"
I can't look at you.
It breaks my heart.
You know I love you.
(I hope you do.)
But oh - I'm such a sinner!
"Feed my lambs."
"Simon, son of Jonah -
do you love me?"
Do you doubt me
as much as I doubt myself?
I said I didn't -
you know I never meant it.
I love you - but I'm a sinner.
"Tend my sheep."
"Simon, son of Jonah -
do you love me?"
Why must you hurt me so?
Have I not torn myself apart
asking the exact same thing?
Lord, you know all things -
you know that I love you,
that, even as I said
I knew you not,
I never stopped loving you.
Save me, Lord!
"Feed my sheep -
And follow me."
Psalms RemixPsalms 23 (Remix)Psalms Remix6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
1The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
And to those who question my sincerity
Look me in the eye and tell me
My devotion is a lie.
2He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
And the peace overcomes me
A state of tranquility.
That surpasses all understanding.
3He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
I walk the straight and narrow
For to deviate is to enter into the darkness
And darkness breeds nothing less than destruction.
4Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Evil is the enemy.
And with His strength, I can overcome
All and any who stand in my way.
Evil has no power over what it cannot touch.
5Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with
From God's glory... to here.From God's glorious heaven, where for all eternity He is worshipped by angels...From God's glory... to here.11 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
where His perfect Will is done in perfection,
where He is glorified forever
where there is no pain,
Wilted SaladOh God oh God:Wilted Salad5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what's wrong with me?
Some days I feel
like such a problem.
My faith it seems
like a wilted leaf,
stepped on by many,
without the strength to stand;
trembling, ugly, weak.
Why do you water
this weak salad patch
when there are roses
more glad for all the care -
more grateful, more beautiful,
more deserving than me?
I feel your love,
and yet I feel
so rotten, undeserving still.
Why is this? What's wrong with me?
what I need to do
is shut up, and just look to you,
my gardener who cares for me,
the light that will not let me go,
the water raining down on me,
though I'm not worth such love as this.
Instead of worrying about my worms,
to simply be still,
and know you are God;
to let go, drop all,
say yes to your call,
to accept your grace,
undeserved as it is,
once and for all.
We were Once lovers..is it true?We were Once lovers..7 years ago in Other More Like This
my heart stopped loving you
so many oh so many ways
we could ended up together forever
did I murder my chance to be with you?
the questions that haunt me
the hardest part is it you stopped loving me?
or is it you stopped talking to me?
separate ways shall we go forth?
do we see what we want?
let us seek and hunt
we want beauty
should we both stay still and just stare
and say goodbye
life is a maze
I've lost my way
I stumbled on a garden full of thorns
is fate not with me anymore?