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SEX ,SAINTS, SANITY
Beautiful colored rays in the rain unrhythmical skipping insane holding hands in-twined with the skin and heart in-twined with the mind and body unbearable to be torn apart.
Love is in the air I can feel it's warmth the heart beating 10 miles per minute, my palms sweating buckets of water, my mind racing to the finish line.I am unable to think clearly.All I see is muscles, and muscles restling between my flesh and God .Restling between my sexual pleasures and the rod.Restling between the word and that bod.
Thinking I am exempt from what the Bible says because I am tempted. So I attempt to do what I want to do start by a simple kissing hugging next thing you know a shoe.Shoes off clothes off and the want to get the monkey off my back to.No love just filling in my lust no hugs just grab my big butt.
All I want is to be fufilled to the fullest but get treated like dust when we are done.Like rust I am starting to chip piece by peice I am broken down into bits.Fit after fit I should have never did that fit after fit I wish I could take it all back.My pain is like the girl giving birth to an unborn baby INSANE. My pain is like the man stabbing my ribs till I could no longer feel my pain.My pain is like the man drunken behind the wheel won't this all just go away.
Love is in the air I can feel it's warmth the heart beating 10 miles per minute, my palms sweating buckets of water, my mind racing to the finish line.I am unable to think clearly.All I see is muscles, and muscles restling between my flesh and God .Restling between my sexual pleasures and the rod.Restling between the word and that bod.
Thinking I am exempt from what the Bible says because I am tempted. So I attempt to do what I want to do start by a simple kissing hugging next thing you know a shoe.Shoes off clothes off and the want to get the monkey off my back to.No love just filling in my lust no hugs just grab my big butt.
All I want is to be fufilled to the fullest but get treated like dust when we are done.Like rust I am starting to chip piece by peice I am broken down into bits.Fit after fit I should have never did that fit after fit I wish I could take it all back.My pain is like the girl giving birth to an unborn baby INSANE. My pain is like the man stabbing my ribs till I could no longer feel my pain.My pain is like the man drunken behind the wheel won't this all just go away.
Published 20th Sep 2011
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1st Nov 2011 4:54pm
.......stopped what I was about to do and pulled me into reading this. Might have been the title, I don't know but........
..........this is outstanding, emotive and free-formed writing. A release....I could feel that as I am drawn to writers who "feel".
This is good....I'll definitely be keeping an eye out for more from you. : )
..........this is outstanding, emotive and free-formed writing. A release....I could feel that as I am drawn to writers who "feel".
This is good....I'll definitely be keeping an eye out for more from you. : )
9th Jan 2012 6:13am
