Wild Child

Wild Child

Friday, December 23, 2011


I promised myself that
Deep Voice
Full on…Head on…
Attention towards me
Unquivering and unfaltering
I am
Tarzan king of the jungle
That is his manhood
Tempt me
To let him swing
My jungle

I can’t believe!
What I’m saying…

Not that I don’t want
Big shoulders and strong hands
Grabbing me…Embracing me…
Friend bested me
Unselfishly and unknowingly
Make me
Be she
Queen of his jungle
Holla back!
That is my womanhood
Allow me
To hold his vine

His flow

I can’t believe!
What I’m thinking…

Now I can’t control how
Sensual feelings and erotic cravings
Creepin’ through me
Uncontrollably and unabashedly
Take me
That is our lust
That is our desire
Fill me
Handing over our hearts
Reign our lives

I can’t believe!
What I’m feeling…


Friday, December 16, 2011

Run Your Fingers...

Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once, feel exactly what  I feel, believe what I believe, look , experience, examine, and for once; just once, understand...

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Sexy Beast...

They call you
Sexy Beast

You demand attention
Entering a room
Bad Ass intimidating presence
All eyes sweep to you
Like a magnetic broom
Scooping up the sexy debris
With their drooling tongues
Left behind
By the hot ashes of your
Sexy bod
For them to find
Completely dominating the lair of alpha's
Like a bomb
An unmarked tomb
You cause explosions and toxic fumes
Unbeknownst to them
Relentless doom...

They call you
Sexy Beast

Your tremendous swagger
Is unlike any other
Superior to most
You're a special creature
Assets you boast
Previously seen trailers
As the main feature
You create suspense and drama
Like a horror thriller
Instilling frightful excitement
For those who mess with your flow
Hearts will drop as their heads rise
Indecent proposals exposed
She-monster tosses the bait
Reaching another victim to stalk
With no thought he bites
Sealing his fate
Seeking endless bumps in the night
Black pitch of her sexy screams
In the darkness
Between dusk and dawn
Now his plight...

They call you
Sexy Beast

You devour a man
With your ravenous appetite
Gnawing at him
Until you fill
The satiating pit of your sexy belly
Frequently grazing his hearty limbs
In episodes of
Uncontrolled consumption
Of the love of his loins
He revels in your compulsive addiction
In his pleasure you join
Knowing that neither of you
Suffer from guilt
Nor will he have to compensate
Your heart or love he lacks
At the force of his axial tilt
But unknowingly he will fear the beast
When you turn the tables
On his naughty sneak peeks
Pickled in your love juices
Hanging him to dry like a cured ham
Left to ponder
About being trapped by this beast

They call you
Sexy Beast

Of the beauty you behold
One man is not enough
If truth really be told
Does one man make a feast
For the likes of you
A gluttonous creature
The she-monster
They call
Sexy beast...

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Sour Times...

Who am I?
What am I?

Cirsumstance will decide...
See nobody loves me, like you do...

Not like you do, baby
Love me baby...

Friday, November 18, 2011

All I Wanna See you in...


No heels...No Shirt...No jeans...No skirt...Just skin...Your skin...All I wanna see you in...

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Let's Dip...

In need of love?
If you could see the thoughts in my head...
Let's dip up out of here...
; ) xo

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Checked out...

Checked out...indeed it appears that way sometimes. I'm peering in for a touch-base. You would think, that it would put me in a sour mood, but my current state of affairs only creates more introspection. The irony is, everyone I'm connected to seems to be in the same state. Checked out for sure!!!  Hmmm, current state of affairs for all? Sign of our times? I don't know...or maybe it seems that way to me because I'm not in a relationship like I'm use to being in, and as a single entity the saga of my life feels like new chapters every month, sometimes every week. It reflects that everyone is determined to do the opposite of everything that jives. Understand...everyone needs to do what's best for them, just as I would, just as I do. My mind directs me inward and I continue to reflect more and more on more personal life, taking stock of it's direction and debating whether it's where I want to be. My mind tearing and splitting in several directions, distracting me from my primary focus... me! Contradictory? Yes, but I mean my focus away from my livelihood,  my craft. Thoughts of the past and choices made are prominent and eminent in impacting that, which will  reach the chopping block. Necessary and sometimes left with no other choice. Could be hard to figure out the next move.
Checked out...
When I'm checked back in...
I'll deal with the next chapter...


Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Winning Argument...

Your entitled to your opinions....Lmaoooooo

Sunday, November 6, 2011