Hi everybody. I've begun to add narratives to my gallery folder. They are my thoughts and feelings on various subjects in my life.
StandThere you are; nestled between my breasts.Stand by SimbaCUB92
Encased in a locket, your chiseled features and tiger eyes,
And soul that knows me so well and has almost as much patience,
As God has for me.
I am a boomerang, a firebolt, a splash of song,
I tremble at this magnitude of promise,
Of strength of what we are.
Yes we are beautiful.
We are beautiful together.
A paradise of innocent mindsA paradise of innocent minds.A paradise of innocent minds by SimbaCUB92
In the quiet air, all is dappled gentle
A cascade of intertwined tenderness.
An accordance with the wild emotions
that stem from humbleness and timidity.
A prelude to the small finger that rides
and traces the rounded flesh
that houses soul
and it is not whips and chains
nor whipped cream or beating
in which the insane ask for more
but the quiet air hums
with the greatness of children
They want us to get real
and stop living like we are
and they want us to see
that profanity is the way to live
where the hidden must be exploited
and gotten used to every day.
But I have never used my flesh
therefore it is soft, unused,
gentle and wrapped like lace
even when I dance wild
It is pink and fresh
and is being saved only for him
the one with the rounded flesh
that houses his soul
of which I just spoke of.
And I don’t ask for screams
or whipped cream or chains
but my little cheek against the heated
And to care and cherish
is all I want to do.