Everything from the glow you show
to the way I stroll,
After one kiss from your lips
I'm mesmerized by your hips
and the way they flow,
You have me feeling
like summer to snow,
Warm with lust my feelings
I'm more than anxious to show,
So let's make it possible
as we are sensually flexible,
Experiencing intimacy
beyond being just
Physical and Sexual
A man is He that understands his mistakes, and admits to a change needed in his life, resulting in everlasting acceptance. - AHKMEL PHAROD. This Blog will serve as an Emotional Journal, it will capture my life as an entity articulately, artistically, soulfully, rhythmically and last but not least Poetically. I welcome you to relate, relax and receive me as open as you possibly can.
The Rebirth of Fashion
When fashion takes a break it sits down and takes a picture.
Saturday, June 26, 2004
Thursday, June 24, 2004
God Still Cares
Angry beyond loves repair
While using every noun and verb
Patiently I sat there
Quietly venting
premeditating the reaction
Of another's fear
before my nostrils flared
and my dilated pupils stared
heavily to resist unprepared
Because my feelings are sincere
convinced to repent my sins
because I know
God Still Cares
While using every noun and verb
Patiently I sat there
Quietly venting
premeditating the reaction
Of another's fear
before my nostrils flared
and my dilated pupils stared
heavily to resist unprepared
Because my feelings are sincere
convinced to repent my sins
because I know
God Still Cares
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
Where Would I Be
I remember who you are do you remember me?
I once worshiped your smile with my eyes,
do you remember me, I spent countless days thinking
if I would ever see you again,
determined is that Mexican Indian
that wants to keep you warm over and over again,
your sculpture I traced with my eyes
I can never forget, just only the way
your email address looks on the internet,
you told me, I didn't write it down,
because I didn't have anything to write with,
I just stood in front of you
and recorded the sensual movements of your soft lips.
And found myself paralyzed by your sweetness,
and you see what happens,
I am respectfully approaching your world
with only one aim and that is to please,
because if you were not here than
Where Would I Be
I once worshiped your smile with my eyes,
do you remember me, I spent countless days thinking
if I would ever see you again,
determined is that Mexican Indian
that wants to keep you warm over and over again,
your sculpture I traced with my eyes
I can never forget, just only the way
your email address looks on the internet,
you told me, I didn't write it down,
because I didn't have anything to write with,
I just stood in front of you
and recorded the sensual movements of your soft lips.
And found myself paralyzed by your sweetness,
and you see what happens,
I am respectfully approaching your world
with only one aim and that is to please,
because if you were not here than
Where Would I Be
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