Submissions by JayeLyrical
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Words from A Young Naive Lesbian... Throughout Paragrahs.. Not Stanzas
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Apr 2013 11:33pm
21st Apr 2013 11:33pm
In This Room
Were alone… impulses to touch things that react to warmth… and create combustion of interracial black and white views… the pink increases… and the browns melt in…. we spend our time sitting in this room to stare at each other… smother our… kiss our… pour out our feelings…. Frustrations… indications of a fragmented thought between stolen kisses…. But we are supposed to be just talking…. Words to describe your hand on my thigh…. Words to distinguish what’s wet and what’s dry… words to make do with what we don’t have… and we lay together in the darkness trying to make since of the sense of sense...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Mar 2013 11:37pm
19th Mar 2013 11:37pm
Addiction
Addicted to your hips and taking sips as if I were a whine-o Oh why oh why I cry for an explanation… as to why I crave your sweet precipitation…. The AA meetings between my tongue and your lips don’t induce sobriety… and my remission remains a reminiscent Rembrandt image in my mind… with brush strokes of water dripping and making me trip in… to… my body slips into a sexual impulse coma… never waking up from Saturday night late nights…. Tussling… rumbling roaring … continuing to smooth over my side of the bed… your body like Wednesday wasted…. And thirsty Thursday’s…. I’m attracted impacted…...
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Dec 2012 9:43am
31st Dec 2012 9:43am
It All Happened So Fast: A Tale Of Lust Turned Death
They say fools rush in… well pin me down for the biggest fool… when it comes down to it … I love you… you love me right? Might as well think of what we are together…god spite me if we shall not a kiss right now… your lips fill of cotton smooth as butter like bread I need it to taste good… touching you makes me quiver deliver this nervous kind of stroke as your pussy id soothing to the through t making it easier to be invited in by your smile as I think of what will happen 5 minutes after the hello’s and how was your day’s…. your clothes on the floor and my hand making their one way… despite...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Dec 2012 9:26am
31st Dec 2012 9:26am
Get Up Man: It's Only You!
The pitter patter of the rain on his window compared to on hills moving like so slow... downward... tureen… serene to the visions of the other side… his... pride larger than life… he might as well think of something else… being thrown back and forth whirlwind… when his words blurted transcending trading in his actions for poverty… prosperity…. Clarity not reached now his vision blurred he caresses his eyes to please the guide he thought he could confide in eyes burned, pulled, widened, frightened…. By then… and the now’s fall next to the never him’s…. his inspiration thrown away with the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Dec 2012 9:00am
14th Dec 2012 9:00am
Untilted : Breaking Up!
Simply sinister thoughts mount themselves to wet dreams… malice thoughts capture themselves in my joy and end up broken alongside my heart… pinched in, stomped, and drenched in forget… the memories place themselves with my conscience… and the thought of what was fulfills me with unforgiveness on my tongue dripped in refuge… refusing my self from thinking of what could have and now what is not and will never be…
Bleeding with longing and scared with the what were’s and the always…. I won’t find out why or what we did wrong… I’m missing the fights we could have had… the early mornings...
Bleeding with longing and scared with the what were’s and the always…. I won’t find out why or what we did wrong… I’m missing the fights we could have had… the early mornings...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Sep 2012 4:25am
16th Sep 2012 4:25am
Words
Time becomes continuous…. Dimensions become consensual… as the obvious becomes visual… and the words we speak reach critical… the emergency drop to trivial… and less becomes more… torn, ripped, and jammed between now and then… the past becomes import..ant imported souls blowing away like anatomical dust… dark fairy like… running away… scary like… words won’t mean a thing in time commenced and beginning will feel like forever… silence will seem like heaven as word burn like hell…
The future will be like jail… locked up in a room full of lies and the those deceit full cries from a...
The future will be like jail… locked up in a room full of lies and the those deceit full cries from a...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Aug 2012 1:49am
19th Aug 2012 1:49am
That Night
Eloquence above measure… poise to die for… though her pages were shot full of holes… the prose in which she began to describe told a story unfold…. But unseen by the naked eye… her voice shy… and … rather timid… she hiked up her skirt knee high to empress… the work day was ended and she let out a deep breath as a sign of relief she now could step out what they seeked into something more sleek… something more her…
As she poured all of her energy on working… being successful was her fate and nothing could forsake… what… she… had…worked… for… driving her feet into midnight blue,...
As she poured all of her energy on working… being successful was her fate and nothing could forsake… what… she… had…worked… for… driving her feet into midnight blue,...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Jul 2012 00:20am
25th Jul 2012 00:20am
Black Passion
Trailing Her lips with the tip of my tongue... as her body becomes... a must as her legs wrapped like clover, daisies, phrases of sentence describing our lovely... full of these undying thought of sexual exudes... secreting her juices while mine create confusion... losing myself in her something and capturing her in nothings....
Blazing with untamed fire the amplification is what keeps us goin' strong...as what could be might be just lust but its mos def a must... as no amount of poetry could paint a vivid picture of your skin next to mine rhyming like the scheme and repeating like...
Blazing with untamed fire the amplification is what keeps us goin' strong...as what could be might be just lust but its mos def a must... as no amount of poetry could paint a vivid picture of your skin next to mine rhyming like the scheme and repeating like...
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