Child’s Play

Labels labels labels

Never part of our composure

Roles were extinct patterns for foreign lovers 

Misrepresenting my acquaintance 

Deliberate in refuting opportunity for closure

Closely listening and conceptualizing

Every painful moment 

I wanted to make some things clear

I’m a physical visionary painting reminded pictures with you 

Back in 98

Present in 2017

Leading you 

Providing comfort to the widowed heart 

Wedging the knives deeper into us being apart 

I dusted off my emotions box

Now home to shadowed memories

Tending to the open bar closed to late arrivals

You trudged in tardily past the welcome 

Facetiously I extended my support

Never expecting for you to exploit my bluff

Incapable of being your dream come true

I blew the smoke to your broken hearts explosion

The valves pumped aggressively 

Sending flares for a savior past my recognition 

I downplayed and evaded

Deliberately avoiding a promise

Words are all we have in reputation

The legacy of our love was enough for my dedication 

Embracing curative restoration for a friend without commitment

You were the beauty of love...

Epitomized by sunflowers after every rain shower

Yet reality shows it’s true colors

Expressively apologetic in my softest allure 

Discontinuing discontentment 

It was simply child’s play to entertain

Clearly letting my intention get lost in expectation 

Forgive me for the brisk arrival of this dictation 

You’re not...

... the one for me

Loving you from this internal distance

Home embodiment shattered by exploitation 

Governed by protection for my remaining assets 

Is the safest way to maintain the fishes in my sea

Your aquarium was no place for my amusement

Purchased tickets expired from your hearts membership 

Broken words crumbled toppling off my lips 

Disrupted girl was now on my conscience

I guess this is “sorry”. 

Pieces

Lending with no interest

Borrowing above the limits

Dishing out each coin without profit

No investments for self deposit 

Counting the pieces gone from the plate

No collections could ever regain

The losses of spreading yourself too thin

With the drain of soul ties collapsing every limb

No handbooks had the rules to the game

No cloud had the right route to getaway 

She was a sheep without a shepherd to tame

The daily saga of getting lost in pleasures game. 

Shameless Plug

I’m a hell of a lover

Misguided by old flings

Self educated through experience 

Every chance doused in anticipation 

Relinquishing all expectations 

I discovered loves true value through me

I adorn every body part 

Matte blue lipstick kisses before departure

Ruby woo greetings for “I missed you”

Gold choker adjustments to maintain your image

Wrapping your hair expressing I’m supportive 

I embody the epitome of partnership 

I hold your hand with confidence

Vaguely letting others find entertainment

Strongly providing reassurement 

Irrevocably pressed as your biggest fan

I let every onlooker know this isn’t their affair to join

I listen to provide your unquestionable consolation 

Listening with  my heart, eyes, and spirit  

Assuring and negating the necessary 

Waiting for breaks in your lips movements

To kiss away all the doubt securing 

The notion and deliberation 

Of my dedication to only one woman

Praying to find the right words for our moments

Capturing everything you consent to

Never oblivious to admire the real you

Unapologetic when allowing you 

To feel secure without riddling our value

Being the right amount of asshole and the perfect amount of poet

In the grand scheme of things I’m truly the submissive

To the dominance of your character 

Down to the comfort of my courage 

Eliminating the very barriers

Of my hearts chambers I believed demolished. 

Anticipation III

There's no right or wrong way to submit

The crown tipped to its royal fall

Chocolate carvel crumbles 

Elegantly tumbling into the scavenger 

Let her taste the chocolate before she eats the rainbow

Every storm brings its beauty

Electrocuting the life back into her

Taking my time with every bruise 

Violently crashing against the waterfalls rock

It stood and laughed in the face of Niagara

Swollen little jewel

The creamery was open to its visitors

Countertop meal surfing... midnight snacking

Spoon feeding the gluttony behind the mask of dominance

No designated roles

Tossing it to near death in every choke

I'll chuckle to every moan

Humming to the stroke of authoritative tongues

Swallowing... reprimanding the demise in the sheets

Killing the anticipation

Vividly making our shadows orgasm

Insatiably bold with a posture of steel

Bending flexibilities limits

Frivolously demanding the weakness against my control

Everything curls when I love the lust

Bodily sweats provocative during intermission

The bass between your lips drip their trail

Mouse trapping me to collect all my profits

There  is no right or wrong way to submit

I’m the thief of the night happily engaged as the culprit 

Embrace this

Too easily single because so many broken souls are still walking around building their wall up with their ex’s name embedded in each brick. 

The chase isn’t about genuine interest being expressed anymore... instead you have to damn near be Rapunzel and let down your hair to climb the walls of hurt people have constructed over the years. 

Healing is an evolution many don’t know and can’t find the passageway to. Empty smiles and barren hollow bodies with unclear vision stuck on the “what if...”

What if you took a chance and a dance with fear? What if you survived and lived ten more times being the apple of an eye with the perfect partner willing to farm your barren land with you? 

Your soil isn’t dissolute; but your spirit is. 

When

When she walks past

Her scent will play back every emotion

Every joy untold 

Every heartbreak amended

Every constitution of love

She’d be the pledge of my allegiance

The continuant to affirmation 

Her floating flirtations no match 

To my aggressions charm

Never apologetic in my protections 

Securing the preservation of us

When she awakens to my touch 

I’ll glare into unspoken stories in her eyes 

Reading every page

From the preface to the conclusion

Concluding the meant to be

Of our endeavors

When she reaches for my hand

She’ll always be welcomed to perfection’s clutch

Designers and thrift finds 

Tastefully blowing her mind

The synchronized unrivaled fit

Matching every tone of her skins narrative

When we clash 

Tidal waves of agreeing to disagree

Shredding insecurities in the face of comfort

Welcoming the past 

Deliberately walking into our future 

No transgressions beyond the depth of solidarity

When outside influences pose their opinions 

Hearts for eyes to every unasked notion 

Camaraderie of the most advanced army

Religious views uneven

Still in position of completion

No departures for petty odd ends 

When she cums

She’ll cream and scream for every ex in-proficient

Appealing to every orgasm

Dissolving waterfalls of gratification 

No moan unappreciated

Knowledge of exaction

Every way she wants it 

Pushing me past stamina’s moments

No other Deniele’s in existence

Mishandling her limits with ease

She is the poignant focus of delivery

When...

We find one another.

Numb to the departure...

Facetious ...

Is as equivalent of

Fatality to morality

There’s a bubble

Unable to be shared

Siding with ownership

Separated from partnership

It’s a peace ring

Continuous in its circle

Invisible to spectators 

Mutant in its strength

Superhero and she-roe to self

They say...

“Don’t let real love pass you by”

I still believe real love doesn’t die

Real love is permanent 

Resistant to opinion

Weakened by genuine connection 

Real love is...

...preceded by its genesis 

Of self love

There are journeys 

Compacted with voids

Deliberate in fulfillment 

Glorified in celebration

In that bubble

Eradicated from complacent relations(hips)

Lifted by every gain 

Witnessed by the heiress 

Kinesics 

Simply the rare probiotic (to life)

The perfected ma-at

The extra pound to the scales balance 

The actual: straight forward

... candidly honest 

Sincerely opened for closure 

Packed into 

The precedent 

Of my solemn nature