LOVE POEM
Published
29th Aug 2017 6:30pm
29th Aug 2017 6:30pm
Forever Young { * Dedicated To Michael Jackson*}
Quick Note}: Today would've been Michael Jackson's 59th birthday however it feels as though that number wouldn't of truly define who he was. Michael really was Peter Pan and it was such a shame he couldn't of lived to be here. Well this piece is for him and no matter what you say I will always love him.
Happy birthday Michael Joesph Jackson
August 29, 1958 ~ June 25 2009
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Aged in reverse as you were a man at five years old,
Performing at night clubs when you should've been at home playing outside like a regular kid...
Happy birthday Michael Joesph Jackson
August 29, 1958 ~ June 25 2009
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Aged in reverse as you were a man at five years old,
Performing at night clubs when you should've been at home playing outside like a regular kid...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
18th Aug 2017 00:12am
18th Aug 2017 00:12am
On The Edge { Chapter 14}
Quick Note: I apologize for EXTREMELY long wait for this next chapter, due to personal problems going on in my life and my work so I've been distracted lately so once again I am sorry and I will get back on track and finish the last few chapters to this series till then please wait patiently for the next chapter. - Ms. Jackson
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Eric looked at his clock next to him as it said: 2:35 PM
He exhaled sharply after thinking about the bad dream that he had then suddenly he heard a knock at his door so as got out of bed and...
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Eric looked at his clock next to him as it said: 2:35 PM
He exhaled sharply after thinking about the bad dream that he had then suddenly he heard a knock at his door so as got out of bed and...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2017 4:28pm
3rd Aug 2017 4:28pm
The Player's Game
First rule:
Never reveal your true intentions when you're reeling in your prey.
Keep a good poker face as you keep your cards close to your chest,
Don't show anything about you, but keep them wanting more.
Second rule:
Be cool, be aloof never show your true feelings even if she asks why you
treat her that way because 'she'll never get why' or 'she is just overreacting like usual'.
Then brush it off and pretend she's being a drama queen and kiss her goodnight.
Third rule:
When she cries don't hug her or treat her like everything is going to be...
Never reveal your true intentions when you're reeling in your prey.
Keep a good poker face as you keep your cards close to your chest,
Don't show anything about you, but keep them wanting more.
Second rule:
Be cool, be aloof never show your true feelings even if she asks why you
treat her that way because 'she'll never get why' or 'she is just overreacting like usual'.
Then brush it off and pretend she's being a drama queen and kiss her goodnight.
Third rule:
When she cries don't hug her or treat her like everything is going to be...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2017 3:46pm
3rd Aug 2017 3:46pm
Scream
Listen to my heart beat as we're skin to skin
Feel my body heat, do you feel how hot it's getting?.
I'm in such ecstasy whenever I feel your soft lips up on me
while you touch me from my hips with the gentle touch of your finger tips then slip in between my legs.
Taste my sweet and creamy center,
Suck it,
Flick a lick with the tip of your tongue,
Look into my eyes while you drink up my juices,
Tell me do I taste as sweet as a honey comb and as succulent as a Jolly Rancher?;
I want to see you enjoy every moment as you clutch tight onto my thighs...
Feel my body heat, do you feel how hot it's getting?.
I'm in such ecstasy whenever I feel your soft lips up on me
while you touch me from my hips with the gentle touch of your finger tips then slip in between my legs.
Taste my sweet and creamy center,
Suck it,
Flick a lick with the tip of your tongue,
Look into my eyes while you drink up my juices,
Tell me do I taste as sweet as a honey comb and as succulent as a Jolly Rancher?;
I want to see you enjoy every moment as you clutch tight onto my thighs...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Jul 2017 5:11pm
20th Jul 2017 5:11pm
Our Night { ft. Michael_Goodridge}
Scented candles burn as I begin euphoria of sensual perfection
Venus dimples in lace wrapped tightly to smooth warm flesh.
curvaceous body like vanilla at the tip of his tongue nibbled on and
politely devoured.
This moment of bliss the innocence in my eyes like a virgin experiencing love
for the first time.
His firm body penetrates the thick wet walls of heaven, and I feel the gush of
sexual energy like warm crepuscular rays gush...
Venus dimples in lace wrapped tightly to smooth warm flesh.
curvaceous body like vanilla at the tip of his tongue nibbled on and
politely devoured.
This moment of bliss the innocence in my eyes like a virgin experiencing love
for the first time.
His firm body penetrates the thick wet walls of heaven, and I feel the gush of
sexual energy like warm crepuscular rays gush...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jun 2017 5:34pm
26th Jun 2017 5:34pm
Halo * Dedicated to Michael Jackson*
Quick Note]: due to being very busy with work I apologize for not being able to post this dedication to Michael Jackson like I always do every June 25th, anywho in honor of him, the 8 years he has passed away here is a special late dedication to Michael Jackson who regardless of what you say or do I will always love him.
Michael Joseph Jackson
August 29, 1958 - June 25, 2009
It's all for L.O.V.E❤️
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As the days go by I still can hardly believe that...
Michael Joseph Jackson
August 29, 1958 - June 25, 2009
It's all for L.O.V.E❤️
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As the days go by I still can hardly believe that...
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jun 2017 7:37pm
14th Jun 2017 7:37pm
My Resurrection
It's been five months since you came around
Then suddenly you reappeared into the picture as you sent me a message wanting to see me again.
So many memories of us came to mind, I felt hurt and I felt pain.
I didn't know how I could ever face you when you've hurt me time after time.
I couldn't let myself be caught up in your love game after everything you've done to me.
I remembered the nights I cried myself to sleep when you wouldn't answer my calls or
those times when you would make me go oh so crazy from your confusing stories.
You changed me,
You...
Then suddenly you reappeared into the picture as you sent me a message wanting to see me again.
So many memories of us came to mind, I felt hurt and I felt pain.
I didn't know how I could ever face you when you've hurt me time after time.
I couldn't let myself be caught up in your love game after everything you've done to me.
I remembered the nights I cried myself to sleep when you wouldn't answer my calls or
those times when you would make me go oh so crazy from your confusing stories.
You changed me,
You...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2017 1:03pm
12th May 2017 1:03pm
I Want To Be Your Girl
Lover,
Is it me that you're looking for?
Am I what you've been searching for?
Tell me because I've been wandering this world looking for a soul as lonely as mine.
So tell me are you that somebody?,
Could you be that somebody?
Because I've been wishing on stars, hoping that somewhere close or far God would bring me that special someone I've been wanting all my life.
I want to be your girl,
I want to be your girl,
I want to be everything to you.
I want you to be my man,
I want you to be my man,
I want you to be everything to me. ...
Is it me that you're looking for?
Am I what you've been searching for?
Tell me because I've been wandering this world looking for a soul as lonely as mine.
So tell me are you that somebody?,
Could you be that somebody?
Because I've been wishing on stars, hoping that somewhere close or far God would bring me that special someone I've been wanting all my life.
I want to be your girl,
I want to be your girl,
I want to be everything to you.
I want you to be my man,
I want you to be my man,
I want you to be everything to me. ...
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ANGER POEM
Published
2nd May 2017 00:49am
2nd May 2017 00:49am
Burn
Glad you actin' like what we had didn't phase ya,
Glad you still didn't hesitate to run out here and chase any bitch that flirts to play dress up for ya.
Motha fucker wants to act like Benedict Arnold and became the traitor,
You started this war and there ain't no going back.
I'll attack you from every angle just like how you fucked me over.
You'll find out how bad Karma a bitch is you clueless, ruthless ass bitch.
Yeah you were a real charmer right at the start shined bright in your fake ass knight in shining armor, you weren't no king for me you a fucking peon...
Glad you still didn't hesitate to run out here and chase any bitch that flirts to play dress up for ya.
Motha fucker wants to act like Benedict Arnold and became the traitor,
You started this war and there ain't no going back.
I'll attack you from every angle just like how you fucked me over.
You'll find out how bad Karma a bitch is you clueless, ruthless ass bitch.
Yeah you were a real charmer right at the start shined bright in your fake ass knight in shining armor, you weren't no king for me you a fucking peon...
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2017 6:13am
22nd Apr 2017 6:13am
Doves Will Cry ( Prince Tribute)
Quick Note]: I would like to dedicate this poem to Prince.
He truly was an amazing and unique artist that will never ever be forgotten.
And will forever be loved and cherished for his music and memories.
Rest In Peace Prince Rogers Nelson
June 7 1958 - April 21 2016
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You left your mark on us as you were memorable.
You would dress in purple satin with your high heels and black eye liner on,
You'd string that guitar in your hand as it weeps your song in...
He truly was an amazing and unique artist that will never ever be forgotten.
And will forever be loved and cherished for his music and memories.
Rest In Peace Prince Rogers Nelson
June 7 1958 - April 21 2016
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You left your mark on us as you were memorable.
You would dress in purple satin with your high heels and black eye liner on,
You'd string that guitar in your hand as it weeps your song in...
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Poetry by MsRockyJackson