Sparks.       sensations and desires 
I ignite the vulnerable you 
demanding your attention 
a feeling long-over due. 
 
flutters in your belly 
natural smile on your face 
feeding your affection 
invading the sacred space. 
 
whispers of intent 
my plan is to reveal 
the cravings of the fire 
your soul deserves to feel. 
 
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Sparks. 
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      its' personal       -- 
The epitome of Strength.  
His struggles can't be confined.  
Defined nor Compared.  
His endurance is amazing  
Educating and complicated.  
Work ethic stimulating.  
I Love My Black Man.  
King- It isn't just a title. 
It is character. |🖤 
"Do not imitate what is popular for acceptance; practice what is authentic for the sake of your soul."  | 
  
  
  
       
      Growth!        -- 
You're right.  
You are holding me back. 
And I was willing to be held, 
But the problem was.. 
you still wanted your freedom. 
So you forced me to be F R E E. 
  
Thank you.  
  
"Break-ups are sometimes inevitable."  
-take the blessing  
  
I'm no longer bitter!  ..  I thank him for continuously proving my intuition right. It just proves it's still working.   
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      never beg to be loved.       It's the feeling of getting exactly what you want and realizing later it wasn't worth the humiliation the pain nor the regret. It's possible for someone to love you, and not be ready for all that you are. Instead of creating a never-ending addiction, let the moment pass. We as humans especially women, crave the satisfying feeling being wanted and desired gives us.  
Its natural-- the heart feeds off the anxiety. 
"Showing interest" confuses us and we allow the word "Love" to slip off our tongues before we've even digested the feelings. We become mesmerized with the potential that we fantasize the future before the present has a chance to even blossom. We just want to be able to say "I love you" and hear it back. â¤ï¸ 
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      Ashamed.        Seeking validation  
forgetting to just Live 
And breathe. 
The chaos has tried to consume me. 
I refuse to let it drown me  
in its everlasting friction. 
As I'm Admitting my faults to what I thought was Loves', addiction.  
Memories have faded  
but the linger of hope remains.  
It's like that part of the paper  
That the eraser can't get 
It's too deep; there is no permanent fix. 
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There are no words for Exactly how I feel.  
It was just thoughts I decided to express.  
If Only, sometimes .... I could understand Myself. 
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      Falling in Love        Mixed emotions, craving the intimacy  
Tasting the happiness you give. 
The fulfillment of Love, lights the darkness 
Of being afraid of your uncertain will. 
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Falling in Love is scary yet amazing!  
Written for a contest | 4 lines Only. 
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      Thinking Out Loud       Desire• an expressed wish; request.  
I just want a real love that consists of "we". 
Filled with intimacy and consistency.  
A love that's all mine Cuz i refuse to share 
One that's rare, knowing he'll always be there. 
I wanna learn your ways, I'll respect your space  
I wanna be all yours-- all in No chase. 
Something about your fire, lights my soul with, Desire.  
I want you, 
I need you, 
I crave you, 
I breathe you, 
Love. 
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      Perception       I wanna create a moment.  
Let's meet and enjoy the silence of rain  
Let's listen to our heartbeats  
pain through our veins.  
I wanna lay in the earth  
and look at the stars  
Seeing far beyond  
black and white specs  
pure fiction like seeing Mars. 
Gazing,  
she's blazing  
like the third pull  
It feels amazing 
  
Late nights Dark skies  
I can still feel it racing. 
The sounds  
the vibrations  
through my ears  
I feel them chasing,  
Eyes shut  
I wanna nut  
but this moment  
I ain't erasing.  
Can I be your Venus,  
or Mercury,  
but pour no dirt,  
Earth is giving birth to me.  
Perception  
as we let manifest thru progress,  
The sun awakens me as I digest. 
It's hard to see my dream,  
when Saturn has my ring.  
She took my hope    | 
  
  
  
       
      heartbeats.       anxiously awaiting happiness 
I mesmerize myself in the feeling. 
the countless beats seemed stamped in time 
as if I'm stuck on pause with no rewind. 
  
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      telepathy.       Eye contact is like making love.. 
So close you feel they're apart of you.  
It's like grabbing your heart and feeling the beat.  
For me, when eyes connect...  
It's the point where souls meet. 
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"because your eyes said you were feeling it too.." 
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