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.
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Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Needing You
I witnessed this while the
Blood rushing to my brain
Warmed every ounce of
The freak inside of my altered ego
Woman you got me thinking
About pleasing and achieving you until
Your legs shake and knees weaken
You know what I’m talking about
Oh how thinking about pleasuring
Oh how thinking about stimulating
Oh how thinking about satisfying
Oh how thinking about impressing
Oh how thinking about undressing
Oh how thinking about tasting
Oh how thinking about teasing
Oh how thinking about tantalizing
Oh how thinking about injecting
Oh how thinking about perplexing
Oh how thinking about tying
Oh how thinking about laying
Oh how thinking about drinking
Oh how thinking about sipping
Oh how thinking about spanking
Oh how thinking about thrusting
Oh how thinking about stroking
Oh how thinking about hitting
Oh how thinking about giving
Oh how thinking about tempting
Oh how thinking about exploding
Oh how thinking about positioning
Oh how thinking about floating
Oh how thinking about loving
Oh how thinking about desiring
Oh how thinking about bringing
Oh how thinking about surprising
Oh how thinking about granting
Oh how thinking about being
Oh how thinking about getting
Oh how thinking about eating – Oh My!
Oh how thinking about circling
Oh how thinking about continuing
Oh how thinking about thinking
Oh how thinking about pleasing
Oh how thinking about easing
Oh how thinking about freeing
Oh how thinking about removing
Oh how thinking about releasing
Oh how thinking about inventing
Oh how thinking about having
Oh how thinking about lusting
Oh how thinking about trusting
Oh how thinking about dedicating
Oh how thinking about devoting
Oh how thinking about securing
Oh how thinking about gravitating
Oh how thinking about breathing
Oh how thinking about motivating
Oh how thinking about inspiring
Oh how thinking about thanking
Oh how thinking about praying
Oh how thinking about forever
Oh how thinking about joy
Oh how thinking about fulfillment
Oh how thinking about happiness
Oh how thinking about feeding
Oh how thinking about providing
Oh how thinking about protecting
Oh how thinking about taking
Oh how thinking about trying
Oh how thinking about relying
Oh how thinking about regarding
Oh how thinking about promising
Oh how thinking about sleeping
Oh how thinking about believing
Oh how thinking about achieving
Oh how thinking about reaching
Oh how thinking about peeking
Oh how thinking about showering
Oh how thinking about empowering
Oh how thinking about saving
Oh how thinking about making
Oh how thinking about choosing
Oh how thinking about looking
Oh how thinking about bringing
Oh how thinking about giving
Oh how thinking about jumping
Oh how thinking about flying
Oh how thinking about realizing
Oh how thinking about holding
Oh how thinking about caressing
Oh how thinking about kissing
Oh how thinking about sucking
Oh how thinking about cuddling
Oh how thinking about hugging
Oh how thinking about running
Oh how thinking about allowing
Oh how thinking about washing
Oh how thinking about romancing
Oh how thinking about spoiling
Oh how thinking about moving
Oh how thinking about wanting
Baby I just wanted to spend my time
Sharing with you my thirst for succeeding
When it comes to
Projecting my sincerest thoughts
Hoping you now understand
How I understand my purposeful mind
When it comes to loving you and
Needing You
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The Dream
I finally crawled into bed last night, late.
With visions of you still in my head.
Anticipation pounding in my heart.
All my senses filled with your existence.
As I escaped into the dream world I know so well,
I took you with me.
We walked down the beach together.
Our hands touching and our hearts bonding through them.
The wind kissing our faces gently.
The sand giving way under our feet.
The warmth in our hearts that only a poet would understand.
Finding an oasis in the never ending edge of the world,
We sit beneath the giant tree, on the patch of thick grass
that seems to have been put there just for us.
We talked for what seems to be hours.
Never running out of things to say,
feelings to share, thoughts to exchange.
I reach out to touch you and you stop my hand with yours.
Our fingers touch. Our hands envelop each other.
Almost as though they were making love to each other.
Our fingers dancing. Our eyes gazing into each others.
A soft and gentle smile exchanged.
Our bodies seemingly without direction move toward each other.
The desire almost unbearable.
The passion burning in our hearts so overwhelming.
We are unable to maintain control of our own destinies.
Our bodies become one.
We make love in such a way that direction from Venus herself must be at hand.
Only paced by the rhythm of our hearts.
Accelerated by the hunger for more.
The cycle seemingly never ending.
Hunger and the attempt to satisfy it.
Our hearts thundering like a storm on the sea of love.
The frenzied yet graceful, almost poetic energy abounds.
We erupt in a flow of passionate waves that humbles the nearby sea.
As we lay secure in each others arms in the shade of the giant tree.
Listening to the song that the wind and surf play just for us.
Feeling love not surpassed by Romeo and Juliet.
We drift into a world in our minds that we share in a way that is unexplainable.
A connection of souls.
I awaken to another day.
Turning to touch you.
You are not there.
It was a dream, and now just a memory.
The feelings still in my heart.
The vividness of the encounter still in my mind.
The Moment
A slow easy sigh escaped through parted lips as
The words being read intertwined with in her mind
Words that drew picture after picture of
Longed for moments
Fragrant candles,
moonlit beaches,
silk sheet moments,
and the shared words of lovers
intoxicated with each other
The moments were not hers to remember
Observing the effect of his masculinity
on others readers like herself
She began asking silent questions that may never
be spoken as she wanted more
Tell me she whispered through their secret connection
Expose the truth behind your emoting
Go deeper she gently urged, go deeper
Let me in the rawness of who you are
Chewing her lower lip in focused
Concentration of her desire, she hit the send button
within her mind, knowing her moment was coming
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